Rick and Michonne could kiss like this all day. In one of the rare moments where he could just be a man in love, still lust was taking them over, similar to how they first got together, acting on impulse and that dormant need for one another. Though this time it wasn't dormant, he wasn't just realizing how much he needed Michonne, he knew, it was all out in the open now and he could only assume she felt the same as he did since the shove of her hands against his chest sent him falling backwards onto the couch.

As Rick's back landed on the couch he grabbed Michonne's hips while she sat straddling him. He watched the skin of her stomach appear, then her round breasts resting in her bra with the removal of her top. His hands flowed up her fit stomach before reaching further up to pull her bra straps from her shoulders. Both had ear to ear grins as Rick sat up and Michonne placed her hands on his shoulders for some balance. Their lips mashed together again, and Rick inhaled Michonne's breath before biting at her bottom, lip toying with her. Rick reached behind her back unhooked her bra. As the fabric fell between their laps, Rick's mouth kissed along her shoulders then sucked sensually at her neck, the tingle of his fingertips along her spine, the pulling of the skin of her neck between his lips, the gentle graze of his teeth, made her moan feverishly.

Rick lifted Michonne pressing her against his chest while he rotated their bodies so that he was on top and she was on her back. He grabbed her face kissing her and feeling her lips parting against his, her tongue entering his heated mouth to lick playfully at his tongue. He smiled within the kiss, before they parted lips. Michonne's pants and underwear came off at once with the eager pull of rick's hands. Rick took a moment just took look at her. He starred at her beautiful naked body laying there like she was a living dream come true. It would be the brief moment he had to take in the the sight of her before he saw that look come on her face, that look that told he to get ready.

Their passions untied as one, from the couch, then to the floor with Michonne gaining her dominance over him. she rode him so rhythmically on the ground between the couch and the dusty living room table. Michonne stared down at him with such fire, like she wanted to eat him alive, but Rick stared back at her almost as if he couldn't handle the pleasure that was given to him. Michonne could contain her screams, the release for her was the way she gripped his shoulders for dear life, at the very least she tried her hardest as to not alarm Carl to what was happening, but the two's constant groans kept colliding.

Rick was about to explode, she could feel it, and he could feel the rapid contracting around his girth from her. Michonne covered his mouth muffling his loud grunt as the two reached their peek together, Ricks eyes rolled into the back of his head and his hands reached to claim her circling hips, steadying Michonne trembling figure above him. Michonne laid on top of him, hearts racing together while his hands wrapped around her back.

'I wish we could stay like this forever" Michonne said rubbing her head on his chest.

"Me too" rick agreed rubbing her back and kissing her forehead with a smile.