A/N: Response to an Anon Ask on Tumblr: If we got a legit Richonne sex scene- pretend it's hbo not amc. How would you want it to happen?
Michonne let the warm water roll over her aching joints; though there was no more blood on her skin, she scrubbed until it hurt. The stinging sensation and tenderness of her weary bones paled in comparison to the pain that had struck at her heart due to the loss of their friend. She felt another pang of guilt rip through her as she remembered the relief she had felt when Rick and Carl had survived the whole terrible ordeal; the shower washed away the tears that stained her face but the guilt remained.
He did not knock when he entered the bathroom and began to undress; Michonne heard the door close and drew the shower curtain back to see a blood and dirt covered Rick. His sad eyes met hers as he let out a deep sigh and slipped out of his jeans. She made room for him when he stepped under the warm stream in front of her; they both remained silent. Michonne grabbed the soap and proceeded to lather it over Rick's shoulders, down his arms and across his chest. She could feel the tension in his muscles under her gentle touch; he closed his eyes as she brushed his wet curls from his face.
Rick swallowed hard and then looked at Michonne; the sadness in her face matched his own as they held each other's gaze. Visions of blood filled his mind as the piercing screams came flooding back to him. Michonne recognized the tortured expression he wore. She stepped closer and drew him into an embrace before she planted a soft, chaste kiss to his mouth.
With haste, Rick captured her lips more fervently and sought entrance with his tongue; his hands ran over her lithe body and found her round backside. He squeezed firmly before pinning Michonne to the wall; breathlessly, they broke their kiss. Michonne searched his eyes once more, fully aware of his hardness pressed against her.
"I just wanna turn my brain off," said Rick, his hand shifting to her thigh and his mouth to her neck.
Michonne hooked her leg around his hip and found his erection with her fingers; after a few deft strokes, she guided Rick to her opening. He panted as his lips and tongue met hers again before sliding his length inside of her warm center. Rick held her body close to his as he thrust into her; the closeness of their hearts helping them to forget, for a moment, their despair and the sound of the flowing water drowning out their moans.