My Tricks for Your Treats

A/N: This is my submission for the RichonneOWeen Challenge on Tumblr. Hope you enjoy.

The hour is well past midnight but Rick and Michonne still want to observe Halloween in their own way. Earlier, they were all at a party at Deana's to celebrate the holiday. The adults opted for masks while the children wore full costumes.

Carl wasn't sold on donning a costume at first but once he learned Enid was willing to participate, he gave in. He decided on Batman while Michonne dressed Judith as a fairy princess complete with wings, a tiara, and a wand that she wacked her big brother with every chance she got.

Michonne wore a white feathered mask with a red jersey dress while Rick wore a plain black mask with a white button down and his dark jeans. They arrived early and stayed late, both of them content as they had plans for later on.

The house is quiet as Judith and Carl are fast asleep, having exhausted themselves with the excitement and activities at the party. Michonne was sure to confiscate their candy early as too much of a sugar high would ruin her "mommy and daddy" time with Rick.

She smiles as she ties the belt to the black trench coat she had just tossed on. Black high heels complete her outfit as she quietly makes her way from her room to Rick's across the hallway. She lets herself in quietly, knowing that he is expecting her, and leans against the door as she closes it and turns the lock.

Rick is seated at the foot of the bed in a white t-shirt and light blue boxers. He sits up straighter when he sees her, wondering about her choice of attire. His eyebrows pop up questioningly as he peruses her from her ponytailed head all the way down to the heels. "Umm…..the costume party's over, right?"

She smiles as she peels herself from the door. "Not for us."

He tries his best not to blush as he can tell she's in one of her frisky moods and this is going to be a night to remember. Hell, all of them have been nights to remember as far as he was concerned. He looks up at her as she saunters her way to him and places her hands on his shoulders.

"I'm trying so hard to be patient and take my time, but I really just wanna jump your bones right now," she tells him boldly.

He spreads his arms out to his sides. "Have at me, babe."

Michonne shudders. "I love it when you talk like that." She leans down slowly, her lips hovering above his. "I'll show you some tricks if you give me some treats."

Rick laughs. "You are taking this Halloween thang a bit far, huh?"

"Am I?" She steps back, her hand going to the belt of her coat. She loosens it and turns her back to him as she allows the coat to drop to the floor.

His sharp intake of breath brings a smile to her face as she kicks the coat aside. He can hardly believe his eyes as she is wearing something red and lacy and tight. He swallows nervously as she looks like one of those runway models he used to see on videos and in magazines.

She turns to face him. "Wanna see my tricks now?"

All Rick can do is nod as he tries desperately to keep his hand from wandering below. His body is raging with the need to touch her, taste her, and do some other thangs to her.

"Did I ever tell you I was into gymnastics when I was younger?"

Rick frowns. Gymnastics? What is she talking about? His interest is piqued as he watches her kick off the heels and plant her feet slightly apart. She brings her hands up above her head then bends at the waist, coming forward and positioning her hands flat against the carpeted floor. She slowly and steadily stretches one leg straight out behind her as she propels both legs into the air.

He is utterly speechless as he witnesses his girlfriend execute a freaking handstand.

Michonne concentrates as she slowly bends one leg at the knee, allowing the other one to drop slightly but remaining straight. Her back is at a slight arch while she is holding her balance and pointing her toes. She retains that position and asks, "Like my trick?" She is met with silence but notices his bare feet as he walks toward her. She squeals as Rick grabs her thighs and drops his mouth to her core.

"I can't hold this position with you doing that," she gasps out shakily. All she can do is laugh as he snakes an arm around her waist and bends at the knee to pick her up. Her mid-section encounters his shoulder as he turns around and faces the bed. He places her down gently, her head at the foot.

She looks up at him with a smile. "I'm guessing you liked that trick."

He joins her on the bed, covering her body with his and resting comfortably between her thighs. "More than you'll ever know. What else can you do that's gonna blow my mind?"

"I can't give all my secrets away. I've got to keep you on your toes," she teases.

He kisses her neck softly. "Well, looks like I need to up my game just to keep up with you."

"And how are you going to do that?" She asks, enjoying his lips on her neck while his hands are exploring other areas.

"Well, you said you wanted some treats, right?"

She nods as he smiles and pushes up to his knees. She watches as he opens the bottom drawer of the night stand on his side of the bed and retrieves a bottle of wine and two wine glasses.

"That's not exactly what I had in mind, but it'll do."

He opens the bottle and pours them both a glass. "A toast?"

"To our new beginning," Michonne supplies.

Rick repeats her words and looks deeply into her eyes as they clink glasses and take a sip. He moves closer to her and kisses her softly.

She gasps loudly as she feels something cool and wet soak her chest, rivulets tracing down her stomach to the apex of her thighs, soaking her teddy.

"Oops," Rick says as he tilts his wine glass ensuring that every last drop was coating her. "Guess I'm just gonna have to lick you dry."

"Oh, Daddy does have treats."