Chapter Seven: Tease

Merle's head starts to race. He knew that it was a possibility he had a bunch of bastard children running around the state of Georgia. He usually used protection but there were times when he forgot. How else would he have been able to get the Clap on three different occasions? But to have one of his sexual conquests standing here in front of him, pregnant with his child, during the apocalypse of all times, and to not even remember her? It was too much to handle and he suddenly is overcome by the urge to vomit.

Upon seeing Merle's perplexed expression and a growing pallor, Mitch's tears are suddenly transformed into laughter, "Holy shit! Just fucking with you! Even in the apocalypse woman clutch their purses and men pocket their wallets… I saw your name on your driver's licence. I found it when I was cleaning you up. Calm down, we never met before and I am most definitely not pregnant with your, or any other man's child."

If Merle didn't feel utterly relieved at that moment, he would have slapped that bitch. He glares at her, "Not funny ya fuckin' cunt. Thought nurses were supposed ta be nice…"

"Oh come on, it was a little bit funny. You deserved it anyway. Eye fucking me all the time. And jesus, how many women have you slept with if you thought you might have slept with me and couldn't even remember?" Mitch teases him.

The sound of her laughter is infectious and Merle can feel a small smile creeping onto his face, "I've had my fair share a fun. I've had many a satisfied customers… been told many a time that Dixon dick is the best 'round..."

She shakes her head, "Ya… it was all you seemed to be able to talk about these last few days. Well that, and your brother Daryl."

"Huh? Whatcha mean?" The mention of Daryl's name causes his breath to get stuck in his throat and he can feel his mouth go dry.

Upon seeing the distressed look on Merle's face form with the mention of his brother, Mitch reassuringly smiles and says, "You wouldn't shut up about him. Sounded like it was you two against the world. Told me all about your hunting trips and drunken partying," she sees the topic of his brother is rather distressing, so in order to lighten the mood she adds, "But you mostly tried to seduce me… not sure how many times you asked me to suck your cock… It makes sense you don't remember. You were really sick… wasn't sure you'd pull through during those first two days…"

"But I did… ya saved me…why?" he questions, not sure why anyone would risk their life and use their precious supplies to save a stranger.

Mitch shrugs her shoulders, "I guess… I dunno… seemed like the right thing to do. And you were the first non-related living person I'd seen in weeks…"

"Oh so ya jus wanted ta get me better so ya can have ya way with me?" Merle teases, his mood had immediately improved with the mention of sex.

"Like I said before, you couldn't handle me old man. But you know…" Mitch kneels on the bed beside Merle, places one of her hands on his chest, moves her face close to Merle's and seductively licks her lips, "I have been very lonely… a woman like myself does have needs… and… I did see what you are packing," her hand slowly slides down Merle's chest to his abdomen, slowly making its way to just above his groin. He hadn't noticed that the only thing he was wearing was an old hospital gown until now. The thin material does nothing to hide his growing erection.

Merle wraps his good arm around her waist and pulls her toward him, a gasp escapes Mitch's lips as she is surprised by his strength despite being so ill. His face nuzzles her firm breasts and he is soundly disappointed by the bra she must have put on when she had changed her clothing. Mitch presses on his shoulder pushing away from him, "Merle… I was just teasing… anyway you're too…"

He looks up at her with a devilish grin on his face, "Suga' nobody likes a cock-tease… And I wanted ta know what ya thought of lil' Dixon…" He pulls down on her waist with the crook of his elbow so her upper thigh is now pressed up against his lap, another gasp escapes her full lips, "So whatcha think?" He thrusts his pelvis into her bare thigh so she can feel his full length against her. The only thing separating her skin and his penis is the worn-down cotton of the hospital gown.

A moan escapes her lips upon feeling his substantial firmness, "very impressive. I am sure I could put it to good use," she breathes as he begins nuzzling her neck, "but… only when you are better." She gently pushes away from him and slides off his lap.

"Come on darlin', ya know ya want me," Merle growls playfully. He slides his hand to the back of her head, allowing her soft tresses of hair to slip through his fingers. He pulls her head close and can feel her breath on his lips. He tilts her head back and begins a trail of kisses along her jawline.

Mitch moistens her lush lips as Merle continues to kiss her exposed neck. He can sense lust radiating off of her and can feel his own desire building within. He pulls her head back and is about to envelope her mouth with his when the sound of a person clearing his throat causes them both to turn around and look toward the door. Owen stands there with his arms crossed and a stern look on his face. He sighs, "Jesus Christ Michelle… have you no respect for yourself?"

Mitch quickly stands up, cheeks reddened from embarrassment and anger at her uncle's comment. She turns to Merle and softly says, "You really should get some rest. I'll wake you in time for lunch." She quickly leaves the room shutting the door behind her.

Despite the closed door he can hear Mitch say, "Are you kidding me? Of course I have some self-respect, which is pretty amazing considering what I came from… And what does that have anything to do with it anyway?"

"Look, I'm just worried about you. Ever since you left Chris, well, you have kind of been…well acting like a horny promiscuous teenager…" Owens response causes Merle to smirk at the thought of his lovely nurse acting all school-girl slutty with strangers.

Mitch reacts angrily, "Seriously? Just because I'm not married to the men I sleep with doesn't make me a slut… And how dare you bring up Chris? That bastard stepped out on me and got that bitch pregnant despite everything I was going through! The world has gone to shit Owen! You get to cuddle Uncle Ed at night… I'm all alone." Merle shakes his head at the thought of a man stepping out on such a fine thing such as Mitch. Only an idiot would do something like that. While Merle likes his women, he has only ever been with one woman at a time, the thought of dipping his stick into more than one pot at a time doesn't sit well with him. Merle can hear that the pair continuing to bicker back and forth but his body succumbs to the effects of exhaustion and Merle slips into a dreamless sleep.