Epilogue
"You know Carl, I have to admit I would have guessed you would be a Captain America or Batman fan." Michonne smiled at the boy as he seemed to be in thoughtful consideration of this.
"Captain America is too… good." Michonne giggled.
"And Batman?"
"He's cool but I'm not going to be super rich and get all the cool stuff he has to fight crime."
"You never know!" Rick shouted from the kitchen where he ate a slice of pizza from the box.
Michonne and Carl sat on the floor using unpacked cardboard boxes as tables to eat their slices.
"Dad, it's not going to happen."
Carl rolled his eyes in exacerbation and Michonne tried not to choke while abruptly laughing.
"But I could be in a lab and get a needle or something that changes me into a giant guy."
"Hmm… "Michonne nodded. "And of course you would use your powers for good."
"Of course. I get mad when I see something that's not right now. So it could happen, I change to get big and strong and help people." Carl stated matter of factly and finished his food.
"You know, you are right Carl. That actually sounds a lot like your Dad." Michonne turned to look at a confused Rick.
"How?" the boy questioned.
"Well, when your Dad sees something that's not right. He springs into action and saves the day."
"Really?" Carl looked at his Dad in wonder.
"Yes, I've seen him stop bad guys that are bigger than him on more than one occasion."
"Wow! That's so cool Dad. Why didn't you ever tell me?"
Rick strutted over, beaming from his girlfriend's compliment that put his son in awe of him.
"I'm just doing my job most of the time." Rick was being modest.
Carl nodded his understanding and drank his juice.
"So Carl, now that your room is painted green for the Hulk and your bedroom furniture will be delivered this week, next weekend you can bring some of your toys and dolls over."
"Action figures." Carl corrected and just like that, Rick's cool points diminished. Michonne snickered at his error.
'Buzz buzz'
Their conversation was interrupted by the doorbell; Rick walked over and opened the door, finding Shane standing there with another box in his arms.
"Where'd you find that?" Rick ushered him in.
Shane stepped in and sat the box down rubbing his hands on his pants.
"In the back seat of my truck." He simpered.
"I don't know how I completely missed it."
"Uncle Shane!" Carl finally took notice of the new arrival and ran over to high-five the man.
"Hey buddy." Shane rubbed the hair on top of the boy's head. "Hey Michonne." He said, waving at her with his free hand.
"Hi Shane, you wanna come in and have some pizza?" Michonne offered.
"I would but I've gotta be up early for work. Getting ready to pick the next classes recruits."
"Oh, fancy." Michonne smiled as she got up to clean up her and Carl's mess.
"Carl, go help Michonne." Rick instructed, when Carl skipped away Shane spoke in a hushed tone.
"So how's everything going between you three?"
"Amazing, man. Really, really good. Carl and Michonne get along so well, sometimes I feel left out." Rick chuckled and they could hear the conversation the two held in the kitchen.
"So who do you think I would be?" Michonne asked the boy.
Carl blurted out. "Nubia!" then he reconsidered. "Wait… a part of the Dora Miragie." He mispronounced.
"Dora Milaje." Michonne corrected. "Hmm, those are good options but I'd need to be the leader though."
"Yes!" Carl agreed and they shook on it.
"See what I mean." Rick said to Shane who smiled, happy for his friend.
Darth Vader's theme song from The Empire Strikes Back sounded from Rick's pocket. He fished his cell phone out as Shane laughed.
"Really, you still using that tone for Lori?"
Rick huffed and rolled his eyes as he looked at the screen.
"What she want?"
"For me to bring Carl home."
Michonne walked over after hearing the tone, leaving Carl pretending to fly a plane around the middle of the open space of the living room.
"What's up?" she asked, seeing the troubled look on Rick's face.
"Lori wants Carl home, now." Michonne rubbed his arm.
"I'll be happy once we get this revised custody agreement completed." Rick stated.
"It's okay, go ahead and take him. I've got to wash this paint off. I'll be here when you get back." She smiled at Rick before running her fingers through his hair and he visibly relaxed.
When Michonne turned around, Shane shot him a congratulatory wink which Rick just accepted.
"Hey Carl." Michonne called the boy over.
"Your Dad is going to take you home now, so give me a hug." Carl sighed but embraced her.
"Next weekend?" He asked as he looked at her with hope.
"Yep, next weekend." They pinky swore and Carl ran off to get his belongings.
"I'll see you later, Shane." Michonne stated then peeked Rick's lips before heading down the hall to his bedroom.
"You are one lucky son of a bitch." Shane exclaimed.
"That I am." Rick watched Michonne walk away staring at her ass.
"You know what, I can drop Carl off."
"What?" Rick looked shocked.
"Yeah, no need for you to leave her. I'm already driving that direction to get home. I got you, Brother." Rick pondered then shook his head in the affirmative.
"You know what, I'd appreciate that. I'll get you Carl's booster seat and you can just give it to me at work when I come in."
"Sure thing. Or I could hold on to it, women love a man with a kid." Shane laughed and Rick just sighed at the man's antics. "Carl!" Shane called.
Carl came running out his freshly painted room with his backpack on his shoulders.
"Yes!"
"How about Ole Uncle Shane drive you home?"
"Cool, can I sit in the front seat? Mom and Dad don't let me." Rick stared at his son that spoke as though he wasn't standing right there.
"Uh, no you cannot. Law and order all the time. Plus, safety." Shane responded to a slightly disappointed Carl.
"Okay."
Rick glanced at his son before grabbing his keys. The three walked out so Rick could transfer the car seat to Shane and see them off. He texted Lori and let her know Carl was headed home via Shane.
Michonne showered quickly, dried off and applied lotion that she brought over in her weekend bag. She threw on a pair of shorts and a tank top then ventured out into the living room fully expecting to be alone. Instead, she found the boxes had been rearranged leaving just one in the center of the floor. A couple lit candles were placed on the floor with one on top of the box. Two pillows were their presumed seats on opposite sides of the makeshift table.
Rick stood near the windows looking out into the community, not noticing her arrival. Michonne looked him up and down, marveling at his lean yet muscular body. He had removed his T-shirt that had a few splashes of paint on it. He was barefoot with his sweatpants hanging low on his hips. Just that sight alone was turning her on.
Rick finally sensed Michonne's entrance and turned to see her slowly padding into the room with a sexy smile on her face. Rick was immediately taken by the reveal of her hydrated skin, courtesy of her new decreased state of dress.
"I… uh thought you'd still be gone."
Rick made his way towards her. "Shane volunteered to take Carl home."
He smirked once they reached one another. Michonne ran her fingertips along his collarbone and stared up at him while he lightly held her waist.
"So what's all this?" she inquired using her head to indicate the new setup.
"Just wanted to make us a little sitting area so we could enjoy our dessert." Michonne perused his body once again biting her lip.
Rick chuckled. "I actually meant the tiramisu." He reluctantly stepped away to go to the fridge, retrieving the chocolatey piece of decadence.
"If I keep eating these sweets my teeth are going to rot." She joked.
"Matter of fact, I got you something." Rick opened the pantry door and pulled out two boxes of toothpaste and Michonne laughed.
"Really?"
"Spearmint and baking soda." He held them up to display to her. "Did I get it right?"
"You did."
Michonne laughed harder while Rick sat the boxes down and grabbed a spoon before coming to take her hand, leading her to her cushion. She sat down cross-legged on one side while Rick sat sideways on the other. His fingers burned to rub the exposed skin that her now hiked up short shorts revealed. Only a small sliver of material covered her brown and pink petals from his view.
'Cough'
Michonne drew back his attention. "I thought you were feeding me?"
Rick's cock jumped at her innuendo. Michonne raised an eyebrow at him and he slowly nodded, acknowledging her flirtation. Rick fought to restrain himself as he opened the pastry box and took the spoon to remove a piece, holding it out for Michonne.
She could see the print of his growing erection through the thin sweatpants he wore. She played along, leaning forward, slowly opening her mouth to wrap her lips around the spoon. Moaning as she sucked the sweet layered course into her mouth and the flavors hit her tongue.
Rick was on the verge of pushing the box out of the way and grabbing her. Most of his senses were engaged. Her moans were a sweet melody to his ears. Seeing her cleavage spilling out of the top of her tank top, as well as her lips sucking the spoon was a feast for his eyes. He could smell the sweetness of her coconut fragrance in the air. But he itched to touch her smooth skin.
"More Rick." Michonne begged sending more blood straight to his member.
She opened her mouth waiting for her next bite. When Rick indulged her with another bite, she closed her eyes to relish the taste. He was in a desperate need to get his own taste.
Rick swiftly moved the box out of the way careful not to tip over the candle, he grabbed Michonne's ankle and unraveled her legs sliding her across the floor. Michonne was happily shocked by his move allowing him to move her closer to him.
When Rick grasped the elastic waist band of her shorts, she lifted her hips so he could slip them down her legs. Michonne wasn't going to play coy with him tonight. She immediately spread her legs and watched as Rick's head dived right into her juicy center.
To get better access Rick pushed Michonne's upper body flat on the floor and he laid on his front placing his face right in her wet folds. Her honey was sweet on his tongue when he ran it from bottom to top. Every lick that he took to draw more out caused Michonne to hiss. But Rick wanted more to coat his facial hair so he inserted two fingers encouraging more nectar to spring forward.
Michonne couldn't stop arching her back from Rick's attentions. Every thrust of his curled fingers pulling her to the edge. She leaned up on her elbows to watch him work.
Rick had her streaming down her slit, onto the floor as he withdrew his fingers sucking them clean.
'Hmm'
He moaned before sucking up the evidence of her arousal. Rick wanted her orgasm without touching her jewel so he began plunging his tongue in and out of her entrance.
"Fuck, Rick."
Rick was delighted when Michonne grinded her sex into his face. Her legs started to shake and he prepared himself for the eruption. Michonne's hands slipped on the hard wood floor as she struggled for control.
Suddenly, she spasmed and every muscle that had just been tensed all violently relaxed. She damn near hit her head on the floor when she fell backwards. She panted for breath as tingles shot across her body from the kisses Rick applied to her inner thighs. She managed to look down to see Rick smirking at her.
"Oh shit."
Michonne knew Rick wasn't done with her. He kissed up her body, sliding her shirt up to gain access to her stomach. He lifted her to remove the top, exposing her heaving chest. Her breasts bounced with each calming breath.
With her nude, Rick stared at her beautiful body. His dick strained for freedom but he denied it for now, leaning down to chastely kiss her lips before making a beeline for her nipples. They were already pebbled but they could do better.
Michonne arched more when his warm lips wrapped around one peak, her hand instantly holding him in place while his tongue licked in circular motions. Rick was leaving her essence on her body when he went to the next nipple, sucking it hard into his mouth and causing Michonne to whimper.
He licked back down her body until he was back at her core. Michonne's legs weren't giving him the space he wanted so he used his arms to hold her open. She was helpless when he sucked on her clit, she couldn't escape the overwhelming feeling he supplied.
A strangled sound came from her throat, making his dick yearn to be there but he refused it. Tonight was all about her pleasure.
"Please Rick, I can't."
Michonne pleaded even as she grinded into his face when he sucked. Rick released one leg to reach up and tweak her nipple. Michonne thought she'd pass out from the pure ecstasy she felt. She weaved her fingers into Rick's hair and held his hand on her breasts so he wouldn't stop his pinches. She could feel it coming already but when Rick began to pulse his pulls on her clit, she climaxed hard, falling backwards again.
"Fuck you!" she screamed.
Rick chuckled while he watched her writhe then rose to his knees, sliding his sweatpants down. He sat on his ass and removed the offending article.
"Come here." Rick demanded.
Michonne sat up to see Rick seated, working his dick. The image sent vibrations through her already depleted body but she was up for the challenge that twinkled in Rick's eye. She tested her limbs before crawling across the floor to him. Her mouth watered at the sight of his thickness dripping for her but Rick caught her eye.
"I want you to ride me, get on top."
Michonne was all too happy to oblige, straddling him with her knees bent under her. They kept their eyes locked as Rick lined up at her opening. Michonne slowly slid down onto his engorged dick.
"Shit…" they both cursed.
Rick could have sworn that Michonne had gotten tighter since their old rendezvous and he was so happy to be back where he could feel her snug grip on him. He took two handfuls of her ass, moving her up and down so that her juices leaked on to his lap.
Michonne held his shoulders and watched him fight to keep his eyes on her with each engulfment. She picked up the pace and his jaw hung open. She took her shot and slipped her tongue into his open mouth. The kiss was frantic, just like the sex. They moved as though this was the last time, not just another time since they had reconnected.
Rick moved his hands up to her back, pressing her body closer still to his, her breasts smashing into his chest. Michonne still managed to move, even with Rick kneading her back. She wrapped an arm around his neck as he nipped at the flesh of hers.
"Michonne… Ah fuck."
Rick calling her name just made her want to feel that satisfying eruption inside her walls. Even with her upped speed, her muscles clutched him over and over. Rick felt himself going cross-eyed with each squeeze, he wondered how the hell she could still be holding him so tightly with all her slippery nectar spilling out.
"Did you miss this Rick?"
"Yes."
"Tell me." She needed to hear it.
"Michonne I missed… everything about you."
Michonne's body shuttered and she came for the third time that night. The full tightening of her pussy was Rick's undoing. He spasmed flooding her with his hot cream. He bit the skin of her shoulders to smother his cries.
They could feel the others heart beating frantically as they fought to calm their breathing. Michonne remained on top, still impaled by his Python, unable to move.
They finally lifted their heads to make eye contact, having another boundless conversation. Rick knew he wanted to express himself more verbally to the woman he loved. He raised his hands to softly push her locs back from her face.
"How'd I get so lucky finding you?" Michonne sweetly smiled at him.
"We've both lost enough. It's time we won a little, didn't you think?"
They gazed at one another a few more seconds before their lips brushed and they passionately kissed one another.
A/N*** Whew Chile! *fans self* lol Richonne hadn't had a love scene in the last few chapters so I had to remind yall they still had it lol
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