I love French Bulldogs, they're absolutely adorable

"Michonne we gotta go." He said, exasperated.

"I can't." She responded.

"We've been here for hours, they're about to close up shop."

"Rick I can't, not without him." She replied.

They had been at the animal shelter for three hours now. Michonne had insisted they visit the dogs there because they had nothing else to do for the day. He had agreed because he loved dogs, but now he was regretting it because his girlfriend would not let go of the French bulldog pup she had met earlier on in the day.

"Michonne!" He said in his cop voice, hoping it would knock her out of whatever trance she was in. He was wrong. She looked at him with tears in her eyes and he knew that he was done for.

"I can't." She began to cry. The Frenchie started licking her face, unaware that she was crying because of it. "I can't just leave him here, I can't!"

He pinched the bridge of his nose. "You're gonna have to put it back in its cage, we can't take it with us."

"Why not?" She asked him. "We have space. We don't have hectic schedules, we both work days, we-"

"Babe-"

"We can take care of him, Rick." She whined. "We can."

He sighed, he was losing this battle. "How do you know it's a he and not a she?"

"Because I picked him up and saw." She said showing her boyfriend the dog's privates. Rick turned away, slightly disturbed by what she had just done.

He sighed and she knew he had conceded. "Well hurry up then, they're closin' up."

She kissed him and practically ran to the front desk. How he had managed to find a woman who got everything she wanted from him was a mystery... However, it was one he had no desire to solve.

He followed her to the receptionist's desk and watched as she quickly filled out the paperwork. The young woman gave her a small body leash as a gift and Michonne hugged her before tying it up around the body of their new and permanent house guest.

She laughed as he attempted to run out of the door and Rick couldn't help but smile at the sight. Maybe this won't be so bad, he thought.

When they got into his truck, the dog was seated on her lap. He had made himself comfortable and slept all the way back to King's County.

"Wait till Carl sees him, he'll be so excited." She said as she petted her new friend softly. "Then I'll be the coolest person he knows." She mumbled to herself.

Rick tried to stop himself from laughing, but his grin gave it away.

"You should also probably tell him how much you cried for him." He chuckled.

"Yeah, right!" She screamed, startling her furry companion out of his sleep.

"What was that all about back there anyway?" He asked, referring to her near tantrum.

"I don't know. I couldn't control myself." She admitted honestly. "I saw him and knew he was the one for me and I didn't want to let him go."

He paused. "Is that the same reaction you felt before you told me you loved me the first time?"

She shifted her body so that she was facing him. "My aren't you cocky?" He laughed loudly. "I don't remember crying, but I do remember other things." She caressed his thigh. "Things that a lady shouldn't talk about in public."

"So you're a lady now?"

She clutched her invisible pearls and gasped. "Why I never!"

The corners of his eyes crinkled. The rest of the drive was spent in a comfortable silence with the occasional whimper from their new resident.

When they entered the home, Michonne set up her new baby's bed before gently placing him in it. She then walked to the kitchen to pour herself a glass of wine. She took a sip and closed her eyes.

"What are you thinkin' about?" He asked when he joined her a few moments later.

"How you basically let me get away with murder." He rolled his eyes. "I've decided to name him Simon."

"Really? Why?" He asked.

"Because it's cute and he's cute."

He laughed this time.

She took another sip and looked him in the eye. "Are you okay with this? With him?"

He sighed. "Yeah, I'll get used to him soon enough."

"We're his parents now." She said with glee.

"Does this mean we have two kids now?" She smirked. "Because there's only so much poo I can handle, and I've seen quite enough to last me a lifetime."

She approached him and kissed him. It started off with a peck but then he wrapped his arms around her waist. She pulled back for air and quickly put her glass in the sink. "Thank you." She whispered between his lips. He used the opportunity to snake his tongue into her mouth where it was greedily welcomed.

He moaned and rocked his hips into her lower stomach. "What's it gonna take gonna do to repay me?"

"Anything you want, daddy." She replied in her bedroom voice.

He pulled her in for another kiss and whispered, "Get on your knees."

Michonne slowly sunk down Rick's body. He watched as she made herself comfortable, eye level with his crotch. She waited patiently for his next command. He unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants and let them fall to the ground at their own speed.

"Am I gonna have to ask you?" He asked, his voice hardened by desire. She shook her head and he smirked. She kissed him through his boxers, leaving a clear and evident wet mark. She heard him inhale deeply when she pulled the restricting material down. As she was about to take him in her mouth, he stopped her. "Are you gonna to be a good girl from here on out?"

"What?" She asked.

"Are you gonna bring another pet into the house? Are you gonna listen to me when I say no?"

She blushed, embarrassed for being caught off guard. "Yes."

"Yes what?" He asked her, lifting her chin.

"Yes, daddy."

"Good girl."

He grabbed the back of her head and forced her to open her mouth. He breathed a deep sigh when he felt her mouth on his cock. It wasn't like she did this once in a while, it was just that she seemed to put in extra effort when he let her do as she pleased - which was more often than he would like to admit.

Michonne kept her doe eyes locked to Rick's and her hands on his thighs. She bobbed her head forwards and backwards, wanting to get every inch of his dick in her mouth (sometimes at once). She lifted his dick up with her left hand and started sucking and kissing his balls. She knew his weak spot, but he wasn't going to let her finish the job the way she wanted. After a few minutes of teasing, he grabbed a handful of her hair and slowly started pumping in and out of her mouth. He wanted to make her understand who was in charge. She moaned when he started moving faster and the sound made his dizzy. He was close.

He pulled out and rubbed his dick with his free hand. "Are you gonna be a good girl and swallow?"

She nodded and he lightly tapped her face. "Yes, daddy." She replied.

He brought his cock back to her mouth and started pumping excruciatingly slowly. Michonne took the hint and relaxed her jaw. He came in her mouth immediately and not because he wanted to. Michonne coughed, caught by surprise.

"What's wrong?" She asked, her nose runny."

"Your damn dog licked my foot and scared the shit out of me."

Michonne tried to keep a straight face, but couldn't. She laughed out loud, the sound momentarily scaring Simon. "I'll make it up to you, I promise." She said, laughing in his face.

"Yeah, yeah." He responded, pushing her hand away and zipping up his pants.

...

ONE WEEK LATER

"Am I goin' crazy or are there two French bulldogs sleeping in the living room?" Rick asked Michonne who had just come out of the on-suite bathroom. He was sitting on the bed, she pretended to not hear him. "Chonne, did we not talk about this?"

"You said pets, this is a friend. Her name is Frida." He looked at her incredulously. "Like Frida Kahlo."

"I don't care what her name is, she's goin' back wherever she came from. We can't have anymore animals."

"She's the last one, I promise." She walked to the drawers and let her towel fall down. She searched through pyjamas in her nakedness, an act Rick had not missed. "He was alone and they don't do well alone so I thought how about another?"

"You should have never gotten the first." He said, angrily.

"So they could both be euthanized because they're homeless? No, thank you, Rick. She stays."

"Says who? This is my house, I pay the bills, and-"

"In case you've forgotten this is actually my house - it's under my name - and we both pay bills and take care of Carl." He stared at her knowing he would be losing his second argument of the week. "Besides, you love Simon." She said as she put on one of his t-shirts.

"I don't love him." He scoffed.

"Yes, you do. I see you with him. You put food in his bowl every morning and watch him eat it all."

"Because he's so skinny, I don't want him to starve." She raised an eyebrow at him. "That's besides the point, 'Chonne. I said no more pets and you went and got another dog anyway."

Michonne put on a comfortable pair of understand and made her way to her man. "No, Michonne." She sat down on top of him anyway.

"I'm not doing anything." She giggled.

"It's not funny."

"No, you're right, it's not." He looked at her, suspicious. "And I'm sorry." She gently kissed his lips. He resisted at first, but then she ground her hips and he instinctively reached out for more.

"Why do you do this to me?" He asked.

"Hmm?"

"Why must you disrupt my peace?" He whined as his hands reached for her ass.

"Because it's my job, babe." She said between kisses. "Simon is staying and so does Frida." She got up from his lap and walked into the walk-in closet. He followed her, watching her ass jiggle with every move she made.

"And whatever happened to listenin' when I said no?"

"Richard, aid no to leasing out our old apartment instead of selling it, remember that?" She said as she hung up some clean clothes. "And you also said no to going out on a blind date with me in college, and you also said no to-"

"Alright."

"I love my babies, please take care of them like you do me." She said as she kissed him on the cheek and walked towards the bathroom to get ready for bed.

He groaned audibly which lead to two little figures come running into the room and charging and at him. Frida was the same colour as Simon but even smaller. "Alright, let's get you some food you look like you need it."

Rick could hear Michonne laughing as he walked out of the bedroom with their children in tow.