A/N: Richonne "Love" Prompt Challenge for richonnefics on Tumblr. 100 word drabble based on 1 word prompts. Enjoy!
~ Yearning ~
Michonne felt the familiar yearning creep up from the pit of her stomach and settle somewhere in her chest as it stretched down to her secret delta that she only shared with him; she missed Rick desperately. She longed to hear his slow drawl as he whispered delicious words into her ear. She hungered to feel his hands, lips and tongue tracing invisible designs all over her eager skin. She craved the sensation of him so deeply rooted inside of her as his eyes took on a dark hue that silently told of his steadfast desire and love for her.
~ Adore ~
The group were preparing for the journey to Washington and trying not to focus on the recent losses they had suffered. Rick knew he had made the right decision, even though he had not given it much thought. His hasty choice was necessary, for he couldn't stand to see the utter despair that had encompassed Michonne's entire being remain and weigh her down. He knew she was at her wit's end. The dejected look in her eyes had pained him because he did in fact adore her completely. For her, he would travel to the farthest reaches of the earth.
~ Lust ~
The hot, midday sun beamed down brightly causing Rick's eyes to narrow as he focussed on Michonne presently helping him garden. Her toned arms glistened from the sheen of sweat that'd formed on her luscious skin while she turned soil with shovel; Rick took a moment to admire her physical form. She stopped to drink from her canteen, and in her hurriedness, spilled some water on her chest. Rick unashamedly watched as the liquid ran down her firm breasts. He licked his lips as lust washed over him and he imagined Michonne unclothed and his tongue following the trickling water.
~ Cherish ~
Rick liked the quiet serenity of the early mornings as the first rays of daylight greeted him like a long lost friend. There was just enough light in their bedroom so that he could watch Michonne's peaceful face as she slept next to him. He debated whether or not he should lean over and press a soft kiss to her lips, but conceded that he didn't wish to wake his love just yet; she did, after all, need her rest. Rick carefully placed his hand over her growing baby bump. He smiled happily and knew he'd cherish them both forever.
~ Enchant ~
Rick could still remember the first time he saw Michonne smile; he recalled the way that her whole face lit up and her profound beauty was exemplified. She had unknowingly found a way to enchant him without saying a word, for when she beamed at him so brightly, Rick was certain that his legs might betray him and give way. Her smile enraptured Rick wholly. Her smile was like a flicker of hope in the darkness and filth. Her smile was like a warm caress on a cold, lonely night. Her smile was like a northern star; a guiding light.