AN: This is my first attempt at smut, so bare with me. :-/

Need

Brandi's heart was pounding in her ears like no one's business. The way Rick was looking at her, and the way she was looking back for that matter, made that tingly feeling between her legs even worse. She was excited, in more ways than one. It had been since before the world went to shit since she last had sex with anyone. And it hadn't even been good. Turned out that being high as a kite during sex just makes it weird. What's the fun with trying to have sex while all you're thinking about is where your big brother is with the coke and booze?

The girl was brought back to reality by Rick brushing her hair off her shoulder. The older man brought his lips to Brandi's shoulder, letting them ghost over the skin. Goosebumps raised on her soft flesh and her insides fluttered, along with her eyelids. Rick's lips finally latched onto Brandi's neck, sucking enough to send a jolt of pleasure through her system, but not hard enough to leave a mark on her skin. How he had managed to find her sweet spot so quickly was beyond her, but goddamn, she wasn't complaining.

A whispered moan came out of the teenager's lips and she leaned her head back, giving him better access to her long neck. She felt Rick's hands grab onto her waist and she soon found herself being hauled into his lap. And, oh GOD, he was so hard already, it just made her even wetter. She wasn't sure if she could wait too much longer.

Brandi tangled her hands into Rick's curly black hair and gave it a tug that caused a huff of a chuckle to come out of his mouth. It was soon silenced by Brandi's lips on his and she wasted no time sliding her tongue into his mouth. Their tongues fought as Rick cupped Brandi's full breasts through her shirt, rubbing the now taught, perky nipples. She sighed into his mouth, tugging on his hair again for the sheer fun of it.

She rolled her hips against his, now feeling how embarrassingly wet she really was. Goddamn, she was fuckin' soaking already. She let out another whispered moan, untangling one hand from his hair as she latched her lips onto his neck this time. She slid her hand down his clothed abdomen, could feel his lean muscles ripple under her touch, and continued down to his erection, which was strained through his unwashed jeans.

She began to rub it slowly through his jeans, she could feel more than hear his breath hitch. Brandi smirked against Rick's neck and suddenly found herself slammed roughly against the wall across her cell. 'Well ain't that a pleasant surprise?' She thought with a smirk before Rick pretty much tore her panties off. She hurriedly unbuttoned his jeans and unzipped his fly before being pushed against the wall again.

Rick wrapped Brandi's legs around his waist and sunk into her without any warning, causing the girl to gasp and bite her lip. It was painful despite how wet she was because she hadn't fucked anyone in such a long time, but that pain soon went away as Rick began to slide in and out of her with such power that she was sure that she was going to come right then.

Her hands slid down to his shoulders and she was so thankful that no one was in the cell next to hers or they would have heard her back hitting the wall from the force of his thrusts. Brandi wanted to keep the sounds of pleasure to a minimum, but little mewls and quiet yelps coming out of her mouth kept on getting louder as Rick increased his tempo.

Brandi clawed desperately at Rick's back, her head falling and hitting the wall. Rick leaned his head down, his forehead resting on her shoulder as his fingers dug into her thighs. Brandi's breaths were getting quicker, she was trying to last longer, it felt so damn good, she didn't want it to end. Rick was merciless in his fucking, he really was. She wouldn't be able to walk or sit right for days.

Rick felt a grunt of his own bubbling up through his throat, but he muffled it by biting harshly into Brandi's shoulder. That flash of pain brought Brandi even more pleasure than she ever thought it would and she let out a moan that was much louder than the rest.

Suddenly, her feet were on the ground and her face was against the wall. And it happened so smoothly and so quickly that it hadn't affected Rick's rhythm in the slightest. His hands were gripping her hips hard enough to leave bruises as he thrust in and out of her even quicker than he had before. They were both nearing the end.

Brandi couldn't silence her moans and cries anymore, it just felt too good. But Rick wasn't having any of that, no. One hand snaked up to her mouth and covered it while using his thumb and first finger to clamp her nostrils shut. Brandi hadn't thought that he would have been one into any type of erotic asphyxiation, but she was proven wrong in that moment.

Just a few moments later, she opened her mouth against his hand, letting out a whispered scream that was muffled by his hand, as she came, soaking his member with her juices. She was trembling from head to toe as she felt Rick's thrusts become frantic and then felt him bite into her back near her shoulder blades to muffle his own groan of pleasure as he came into her.

They stayed like that for a few moments, Rick letting go of Brandi's face, as they both breathed heavily, still feeling the effects of their marvelous orgasms. Rick slid out of her and tucked himself back into his jeans, fixing himself as Brandi went on to try to dress herself without losing her balance. Never before had she been so weak in the knees after sex.

In a humorous moment, Brandi lifted her hand and gave Rick a thumbs up, throwing him a quirky smile.

"Nice job there, partner." Rick chuckled and he leaned back against the door of Brandi's cell.

"I didn't hurt ya, did I?" He asked, eyeing her in a way that told her he was worried that he had.

Brandi let out a quick little laugh and shook her head.

"Shit no. If you had, I woulda smacked you around sumthin' fierce." She mumbled as she adjusted her new shirt, a flannel plaid one that had three quarter sleeves to cover up the marks on her from their rendezvous, so to speak.

Rick let out a huff of a chuckle again, running his hands over his hair as he opened the makeshift curtains and pushed the cell door open. The sounds of the rest of the group waking up were starting to make their way toward the two.

"Good." He hesitated from walking out of her cell, not wanting her to think that it was a casual, one time fling. He actually liked her, had liked her for a while. Brandi interrupted his thoughts with the answer he had been looking for.

"Y'can go. It's fine." She mumbled again, sending him a charming Dixon smile, "M'sure Judith needs a diaper change n'some formula."

Ricky's eyes darted up to wear Judith was sleeping on the second floor and he looked back to Brandi, who was sitting on the cot again, checking the contents of her bag. He sent her a half smile, hoping it didn't just look like an awkward facial twitch.

"Y'should try t'get some rest. I think Judith is almost out of formula. Was hoping you, Glenn, and Maggie would go on a supply run later on."

Brandi looked up at Rick, eyebrows raised. Out of formula already? That little thing could eat!

"Yeah, yeah, o'course I will. Can't make any promises on the sleeping, though...not really tired.."

Rick chuckled and quietly walked out of her cell, the slight smile still lingering on his face.

Brandi was dead asleep before Rick even made it to the stairs.