A/N: There's a poll on Tumblr asking where we would like to see Richonne be intimate next. I voted for the RV and then came up with this headcanon that has been extended into a ficlet. Enjoy!

"Where's Carl?" asked Rick as he sidled up next to Michonne at the kitchen sink.

She continued what she was doing without looking up.

"He stepped out for a minute," she explained before drying Judith's sippy cup and placing in on the counter. "Should be back any minute."

"So we got some time, then?" asked Rick with a devilish glint in his eyes. "Before I leave for this run?"

"We do," she replied.

Michonne then turned to face Rick now that her task was done; he wrapped his arms about her waist as she ran her fingers through his hair. Soon, they were engaged in a kiss that was quickly growing passionate. They were so entranced with one another that they scarcely heard Carl enter; he sighed loudly and his parents, still entangled, turned to look at him. Carl seemed unimpressed by their display.

"Here," he called to his father before tossing an object.

Rick relinquished his hold on his love and caught the object his son had meant for him; they were keys. Rick looked at Carl questioningly.

"What this about?" queried Rick, appearing to be slightly confused.

"The keys to the RV. I said you wanted them," the teen offered.

"I don't want them," said Rick. "We're takin' one o' the trucks today."

"Yeah well, I need you to hold on to them because the next time you two are doing all of this," he said while gesturing to their state of displaying affection. "I'm gonna need you to take the RV, drive all the way to the farthest fence and do it there because I need sleep and you're too damn noisy!"

"What?" asked Rick as he raised an eyebrow.

He had thought he and Michonne were being quiet with their lovemaking.

"You two are way too noisy. I can hear everything," Cark said, his face growing as red as Rick's.

Michonne let go of Rick and stepped away from him a little; her own face grew warm when she realized what Carl was saying.

"I don't ask for much, Dad. I love that you guys are together, but I don't need to be reminded every night and morning," he added. "I'm gonna go to my room now. Sorry to embarrass you, but I had to say something."

Before Michonne or Rick could reply, Carl was gone; Michonne looked slightly mortified.

"I'll talk to him when I get back," he said, pressing a quick kiss to her mouth.

"You do that," she said. "Or find him an iPod."

xXxXx

The days had been long and everyone in Alexandria was busy with their duties that would make the community run effectively. Michonne was helping Maggie with tending to their crops Rick was out on runs for the most part; when Rick was inside the walls, the couple would meet for lunch during the day. This day, Rick was away from the Safe-Zone and Michonne was missing him.

They had tried to get in a moment of lovemaking in the early hours of the morning, but soon found Carl knocking on their door with Judith in his arms. Michonne knew what was going on; Carl was tired of hearing their loud and passionate moments of intimacy. She had asked Rick to get him an iPod out on their runs, but Rick was all about necessities (except when it came to something that would please Michonne). The boy had spoken about his discomfort about their loud sex, and Michonne had tried to be accommodating, but it was certainly difficult when Rick insisted on kissing her good morning and not on the mouth either.

Michonne shook her head, leaned on her shovel and thought about how great it felt when Rick worked his tongue over her most secret and sensitive parts. He had a knack for it; he often moaned with pleasure as he kissed and licked her engorged lips, showing just how much he loved to taste her. She shivered when she thought of how he rubbed his nose over her clit as he licked the length of her moistened slit; his full lips kissing and sucking her with fervor. Michonne felt her skin grow warm and a familiar throbbing between her legs. She craved his touch right then and there; it was as if her desire for him was always there, just under the surface, waiting to be reminded of just how much Michonne wanted him. She sighed, taking note the sun was in the midday sky and Rick was still so very far from home.

xXxXx

Daryl drove along the deserted backroads of rural Virginia while Rick sat in the front passenger's seat; the CD player was powered down. The vehicle was silent save for the humming of the engine as both men said little to each other. Rick stared out of the window and his mind wandered off to thoughts of Michonne.

He smiled a little when he recalled their tryst that morning: they both awoke to the small glints of sunlight streaming through their window. They both had grown used to lack of sleep, but somehow laying naked in each other's arms restored their restfulness. Michonne yawned and Rick knew to make his move before she left. He wasted no time in peppering happy kisses down her neck, across her shoulders and over any bare skin he could find. Slowly, he trailed kisses to her stomach and then lower. Michonne's delightful giggles urging him on.

Her giggles subsided and were replaced by low, sensuous moans as Rick kissed between her thighs. His lips sucked at her swollen ones before his tongue found her sensitive nub. Rick alternated between using his fingers and his mouth as Michonne threaded her fingers through his hair and bucked her hips. She panted heavily, swore and called his name; one of his hands snaked up her body to grab hold of her small but full breast. Rick knew exactly how to touch Michonne to elicit the delicious sounds that he wanted her to make.

His erection ached as her whimpers grew louder; Rick took his stiffness into his hand and began to strum as he pleasured Michonne with his tongue. He sucked harder and faster and could tell that she was close. When she finally came, she pulled his hair, clenched her legs and called his name loudly.

"Fuck, Rick. Fuck," was all she could manage to say.

Rick smiled to himself and covered her body with his; he kissed her mouth in the same way he had kissed between her legs. He trailed her juices over her tongue with his and moaned into her mouth as he positioned himself at her swollen folds. Rick ran his dripping tip over her slick opening teasingly; her wetness mingling with his before he slid his stiff length inside of her…

"Rick? Rick?" asked Daryl. "The fuck, man? You with me?"

Rick shook his head and tried to focus on the present; he was not in his and Michonne's bedroom sliding in and out of her sweet, tight wetness, he was in the car on a run with Daryl.

"Uh, sorry. Sorry. My mind was off somewhere else," Rick offered, as he shifted in his seat for fear of his friend noticing the bulge that had appeared in the front of his pants. "Just stuff and thangs on my mind."

Daryl rolled his eyes but kept them on the road.

"You got it bad," was all he said.

xXxXx

The sun hung low in the afternoon sky and threatened to disappear behind the trees as Rick and Daryl's vehicle came to a stop in the designated parking area. Sasha was taking sentry duty on the gate, while Glenn was atop the main watch point; he used his radio to call for Olivia to gather the supplies they had returned with. Once the vehicle was emptied and returned to its place, Rick was ready to make his way home; before he got up the road, someone called to him. Rick sighed and turned; it was Maggie.

"Could you please come and have a look at what we did today?" she asked, referring to their crops. "I could use advice from someone who knows a thing or two about plants."

Rick obliged and followed her to the garden area; he felt a little guilty for sighing under his breath at the fact that his day had just gotten longer.

…..

Michonne was slightly restless as she sat on the sofa reading her book by the light of the kerosene lantern; the sun had long since set and Rick sit had not come home. Dinner was over and the children had retired to their bedroom while Michonne waited for Rick. She could not believe how much she had missed him during the day; she knew he had returned safely from his run, but he had gotten caught up in another task that needed doing. She smiled at the fact that Rick was very much a man of action; he would do whatever it took to ensure safety and comfort for his family.

Not only did she miss his presence, but Michonne also found herself craving his touch still. She sat up straighter when she heard the door open and Rick stepped in. She got up from her seat and rushed towards him before he could kick off his boots. Michonne wrapped her arms around Rick's shoulders and drew him into a passionate kiss; he gripped her waist and pressed his body against hers before his hand found its way to her perfectly round backside. Rick moaned as he started to walk her backwards to the sofa; before they reached the seat, Michonne broke the kiss.

"Did you find an iPod for Carl?" she asked as Rick sucked at her neck and collarbone. "Rick?"

He groaned a little, then stopped what he was doing.

"Nah, didn't come across any," he said before going back to kissing her.

Michonne somehow got out of his hold and tried to walk away.

"Hey, come on now; where're you goin'? You can't just jump on me like that and then take off," Rick said, his eyes filled with lust.

"Wait here," she said. "I'm telling Carl to watch Judith while we step out for a bit."

"Step out? I wanna stay in with you," Rick drawled as he caught her waist again, running his hand over her ass and squeezing it hard.

"Well," said Michonne as she kissed Rick's mouth and spoke closely to lips. "I'm planning on getting loud with you, so let me sort the kids out while you get the RV."

A/N: I shall post the RV scene in the next instalment.