Out of Character Chapter 3
Here is another update. I've been feeling really good about our ship, so I decided to get this in before the next episode just in case. Hope you enjoy.
Rick is quiet as they walk, hand in hand. He can't gauge Michonne's mood, so he remains silent in an effort to diffuse any anger she may be feeling towards him. They arrive home and Michonne leads him upstairs to his bedroom. She gestures for him to lay down on the bed. Rick's look is uncertain as he looks at the bed, then back to her. He opens his mouth to say something, but she shakes her head.
"We are not discussing anything until you have slept off this slight stupor of yours," she tells him.
"I'm not drunk. I…." Rick stops when Michonne holds her hand up and points to the bed.
She follows him as he approaches the bed. She turns him to face her and starts unbuttoning his shirt. Rick gently swats her hands away and completes the job himself. He undresses down to his boxers, then climbs into bed slowly. His eyes widen as Michonne lays down, facing him. He almost flinches when she reaches over and starts caressing his head. Slowly, he relaxes with her touch and soon, he falls asleep.
Michonne stays with him, watching him and knowing she has to fix this before it goes any further.
A couple of hours later, Michonne is awakened by the closing of the bathroom door. Rick's side of the bed is empty and moments later, she hears the shower. She decides to take this opportunity to go to her room to get out of her party clothes and freshen up as well.
Rick emerges from the bathroom, notices Michonne is gone and marches to her bedroom immediately. She is opening her bathroom door and walking out, wrapped in a towel when she notices Rick sitting on her bed, waiting for her. Her heartbeat quickens at the sight of him, but she attempts to play it cool as she moves further into the bedroom. She eyes her dresser, knowing she has to pass Rick in order to get to her clothes. She also knows he is on edge right now and she has to tread carefully with him. She attempts to walk past him, but he stops her by stretching an arm out.
Michonne clutches the towel to her body and warns shakily, "Rick…"
He cuts her off by standing up and moving toward her. She backs away from him, gasping when her back connects with the wall. He is on her before she can even think of an escape plan. He traps her with his body, caging her in with his arms, palms flat against the wall by her head.
She stares into his eyes, imploring him to calm down. He returns the stare, then moves his gaze down her body slowly with a predatory scrutiny.
"Do you love me?" Rick asks her, his breathing heavy, his eyes boring into hers once again.
Michonne hesitates, but realizes she has to be honest. "Yes."
Rick's relief is audible and his body visibly relaxes, but only slightly. "Remember when you told me that I have to give up the fight?"
Michonne swallows, nervously as she nods her head, answering his question.
"Well, I think that applies to you as well. You're fighting this, fighting us and I need you to give up the fight. I need you….all of you," he demands. "Do you want me?"
"Yes," she whispers, "All of you."
"Then let me in, Michonne."
Her eyes almost tear up with the desperation she detects in his voice. The last thing she wants to do is hurt him. She takes a deep breath, her eyes never leaving his and lets her towel drop to the floor. Rick's breath hitches as he drinks her in with his eyes. He knew she was perfect, but damn she's actually perfect. He is almost afraid to touch her, but she takes the decision away from him as she wraps her arms around his waist, hugging him to her. He returns her embrace, bringing his lips to hers, softly.
"Whatever you want. You want to be in control? Okay, you're in control. I won't touch you until you tell me to," Rick assures her.
Michonne gives him a small smile as she leads him to the bed, pushing him down, gently. She straddles him and starts to kiss him softly. Soon, their kissing grows more urgent. She grabs his hands, spreading his arms out with hers. She slowly moves from his mouth to his neck, working her way down his body. She hooks her fingers into his boxers and starts to push them downward unhurriedly, eventually removing them to reveal his impressive manhood. Her eyes glaze in appreciation as she takes in all of his nakedness.
Rick is unprepared when Michonne leans down and takes him into her mouth. He groans loudly as he fists the sheets, rolling his head from side to side. Damn, she knows how to take control he thinks to himself.
She grips his hips gently as she pulls with her mouth, surrounding him in warmth and moisture.
"Oh, Michonne…." Rick pants as he loses himself in the powerful sensation of her mouth on him. He can't even remember the last time he felt passion at this magnitude. He tries his best to hold out, not wanting to find release too soon, but he cannot fight it as she increases the pressure and the pace. Before he knows it, his body is erupting like a volcano and he is calling her name over and over again.
Michonne gives him a slight smile as he begins to relax and calm down. He pulls her into his arms and requests, "Please let me return the favor." In answer, she moves in to kiss him, guiding one of his hands to her center. He actually shudders when he feels how slick she is. He deepens their kiss as he continues to stroke her. Soon, he is moving to her neck, caressing his way down her body.
She lays flat on her back, giving him better access. Rick feels like a kid in a candy store, he is so excited to be with Michonne in this way. He kisses and caresses her body, savoring every moment as he works his way to her core. She doesn't hesitate to open herself fully to him, allowing him to give her the ultimate pleasure.
Rick displays the actions of a man starving for sustenance as he practically devours Michonne, covering her with his mouth as he flicks the tip of tongue against her secret spot. She reaches down to caress his head as the pleasure he is giving her starts to overwhelm her senses. Her legs open even wider of their own volition and she moves her hips in rhythm with his oral caress. Her body jerks with her release and she rocks slowly as she calmly comes back down to earth, riding out her orgasm.
The two of them lay in each other's arms, fully satiated.
Rick breaks the silence with, "Weren't we supposed to be talking about us?"
She gives a chuckle and responds, "I think our bodies said all there was to say, but guess what?"
Rick looks to her and asks, "What?"
"This conversation isn't over," Michonne smiles as she pulls his body to cover hers, parting her legs, allowing his sex to rest against hers. Rick gives a small laugh, then grows serious as Michonne cradles his face in her hands and starts to kiss him. She brings her legs up, crossing her ankles at the base of his spine, rocking her hips against his.
Rick needs no further encouragement as he returns her kiss with fervor, sensing his body become fully aroused again. He moves down to caress her breasts with his hands, then his mouth. Moving back up to her lips, he reaches under her, cupping her ass as he prepares to enter her. He aligns his body with hers, searching her face for any hesitation.
Michonne moves her hands up and down his back, caressing him as well as encouraging him. She gasps and arches her spine as she feels Rick enter her with a gentle thrust. She clings to him as he pauses, giving her body time to adjust to him. He realizes it has almost been longer for her than him and he doesn't want to do anything that would cause her pain. He rests his head in the crook of her neck, waiting patiently. Soon, he feels her begin to move beneath him, pulling him even deeper inside of her.
Their bodies work in unison, one feeding off of the other, striving for the epitome of gratification.
Almost an hour later, Michonne is trying not to giggle as Rick is nuzzling his face between her breasts. "You're tickling me, Grimes. Stop it."
Rick pops up all of a sudden and exclaims, "Woman, you're going to be the death of me. Where are my kids?"
"Um….fine time for you to remember them. I'm sure after your display at the party, Glenn and Maggie took care of them. They're probably at their place for the night."
"It wasn't that bad….was it?" Rick asks with some hesitation as he prepares to leave the bed.
"What are you doing?" Michonne wants to know.
"I'm going to get the kids. I'll be back before you know it," Rick assures her.
She reaches out, wrapping her fingers around his manhood, and says, "But I'm not done talking to you."