A/N: This might feel short but I don't believe in keeping a story going for the sake of length. I hope yall not mad at me anymore lol I appreciate the love as I stepped outside my comfort zone for a quick romance AU that made me feel like that little girl sneaking and reading erotic books as a teen again ;) Enjoy!

"Open up for me, M'Chonne." Rick whispered in her ear. His demand opened the floodgates inside Michonne that's been building all week, all for this moment.

"Oohhhhhhhh Rick" she wailed, releasing the most powerful orgasm she'd ever experienced in her life.

"That's it. Give me more" he coaxed, using his fingers to rub her clit in tight circles, allowing her to ride her release even longer. "Yes, 'Chonne" her name shortening upon his lips as he fought the stiffness in his cock. Michonne's cries called to him in a way he couldn't ignore but he had to wait just a little bit longer.

Rick took his fingers and fed them to Michonne, groaning loudly while she lapped her juices, taking his fingers to the depths of her throat, caving her cheeks in as if it were his cock deep in the depths of her warm mouth. Rick wrapped his hand around Michonne's neck, tilting her head back, licking her juices from his finger while inside her mouth, slurping from his fingers to her tongue, unable to get enough of her.

Michonne sucked furiously at his bottom lip before breaking their kiss, staring up at him, his hand still around her neck. A smile played upon her lips, eyes darkening before giving her next command. "Squeeze harder."

Rick froze momentarily. While he wanted to explore her in all ways, he didn't want to risk causing her any pain. Michonne must've seen the wavering in his eyes. "It's okay. I'm okay. Please..." Michonne dipped her middle finger inside her wet slit, using her juices to bring her clit back to life, immediately charging the energy in the room.

Rick gently applied pressure, little by little until her breaths were just above ragged. He took his other hand and placed three fingers inside her pulsing walls while she continued to work herself to her next orgasm. Rick pressed himself against the back of the chair, his body and mind begging for release as Michonne toyed with the beast within him.

Sounds of wetness, whimpering, and grunts filled the room as Michonne's eyes rolled in her head. "Rick I--." Rick swallowed her screams as she gushed against his hand, bucking at his wrist driving his fingers deeper and deeper.

Rick drug his hand up her stomach and across her chest, leaving a sticky trail of her essence along the way. "M'chonne?" he asked out of breath, drunk with his own desire.

"Yes?" She breathed, orienting her body back to this plane.

"I wanna be inside you. Tell me...tell me what you want." Rick found it hard to find the words he wanted to say. He wanted her badly but he wanted to make her say it, wanted her to admit she wanted him as badly as he wanted her.

Michonne placed her hands on the arms of the chair, sliding back so she could bring her legs down. Rick reached to massage her hips, recirculating the blood before she stood. Michonne pondered his request, turning to face him. She grabbed his hand, guiding him around to position him behind her. Slowly, she bent forward, placing her hands on the back of the chair to hold herself up.

Michonne looked over her shoulder, watching Rick's face distort with untamed hunger. He watched as she slowly wound her waist in slow circles. Michonne bit her lip, skin burning with desire. She couldn't torture either of them any longer. "Rick."

Rick slowly turned his gaze from her waiting walls to her face. He held his breath, waiting to hear what he's been dreaming about all week.

Michonne gave him exactly what they both wanted. "I want you to fuck me."

Rick walked forward, fighting his urgency to not ruin the experience. He pumped his hard cock as he stepped forward; her pussy hungry, waiting, starved for his fullness. Rick aligned his cock with her slit, the wetness allowing for smooth entry.

"M'chooooone..." Rick slid slowly into her tight walls, her entrance etching itself into every inch of him. He could feel her heartbeat beating hard against his cock and out of his chest. Stillness took over him. He took this time to savor the moment, to thank the heavens for putting her into his path. Slowly, Rick began to rock back and forth. Shallow, short strokes, searching and probing for her spot, her weakness.

Michonne bounced against him, picking up the pace, eager to have him fill her completely. "Deeper" she whispered, a huskiness in her voice that drove his hunger even more. Rick groaned, gripping his hands into her thick flesh as he met her thrusts with force, causing her to let out a loud gasp.

"Did I hurt you?" Rick stopped, kissing her spine as he wanted to ensure he only caused her pleasure.

"Don't...don't stop." She moaned. Rick smiled, continuing to go deeper, pounding until his balls hit her clit in a steady rhythm. Rick placed his hand on her back, guiding her forward into the chair at a deeper angle. He then placed his foot on the arm of the chair, gripping her waist so he could go even further. "Oh. My. God!" Michonne yelled with each stroke, her body releasing a gush across his dick, dripping down her thighs onto the leather chair.

Rick growled at the realization that Michonne is a squirter. Reaching his hand around to rub her clit, he grunted "come for me, Chonne. Let it all go." Michonne's pace became erratic, bucking against Rick. She let out a long moan into the seat of the chair causing Rick to release his pleasure as well. He stilled her hips, pumping quickly, jerking wildly as his cream bubbled inside him.

Rick pulled out quickly, allowing his cum to fall on Michonne's ass and back, painting himself upon her skin. Gently, he rubbed the head of his cock against her as they both came down from their carnal bliss.

Rick carefully lowered her knees to the ground, Michonne's body still on the chair, her knuckles slowly releasing their vice grip on the leather. "Don't move." Rick kissed her on the back and left the room, leaving Michonne with her own thoughts and ragged breathing.

Oh. My. God, she thought. Then she remembered his question, his profession from earlier. "I don't know what this is...but I wanna keep findin' out." His words echoed in her mind as she slowly came down from the best sex of her life. She questioned if she was ready for what he asked. Surely, he's not a one night stand kind of man. But was she ready to date? Before she could answer her own question, her body felt a warm towel kiss her skin, Rick gently cleansing her of her sins. Michonne giggled.

"Mmm, what's funny?" He asked, voice thickened from his own desire.

"Nothing." She smiled. "You're just...so sweet."

Rick kissed her lower back, "so are you." He finished cleaning her up and led them both to the couch, cuddling naked inside a warm throw blanket. Rick smiled as he felt his cock nestle perfectly against Michonne, completely at ease with someone who was just a stranger not barely a week ago. "I know..." he began, "you may think this might be too much right now. All I'm askin' is you give me a chance." Rick paused, waiting for Michonne to speak.

She didn't.

"I don't wanna rush anythang but I'd like to see what this is. You're special, Michonne. And I meant it when I asked how'd I get so lucky findin' you...so I'm askin' you...can we do this again?" He finished, leaving a pregnant pause in the room.

Rick thumbed her forearm while Michonne stared into the artificial flames of the electric fireplace. Her heart pounded, not in fear but in that Rick was right. She didn't have to rush and she felt just as lucky. From the moment they ran into each other, Rick has made her feel like the most important and powerful woman on the planet.

Michonne closed her eyes, thinking of the lyrics of Floetry in her mind's ear.

You have made that a possibility

We could take that step to see

If this is really gonna be

All you gotta do is say yes...

Michonne opened her eyes, chest rising and falling fast, knowing the answer but afraid to utter them from her lips. As if Rick read her mind, he adjusted their bodies so she faced him.

Staring down at her, Rick studied her face, rubbing a finger along the edges of her skin. Even if this never happened again, he knew he would cherish this for the rest of his life. He looked into her eyes, seeing a war behind them and all he wanted to do was ease her fear. "Michonne...Will you make me the luckiest man alive and go on another date with me?" He smiled and she chuckled. He let out a sigh of relief.

Michonne stared into those blue, blue eyes, rubbing her hands gently up and down his back while he bared his all to her; not just in words but in his being. She knew everything he said was true and sincere. All she had to do was say one word. "Rick...you make me so..." she bit her lip, unable to find the words.

Rick leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss against her lips and smiled. "I know. Me too. So since we make each other so crazy actin', what do you say?"

This time Michonne grinned a devilish grin, full of open desire for Rick Grimes. She would let her instincts and her feelings guide her. Besides, she thought, I deserve an amazing romance, amazing love, and at the very least amazing sex. She briefly remembered Sasha's words and decided to give herself what she deserved.

"Yes."

Michonne remembered nothing else except the feeling of Rick's thick cock stretching her sore pussy all over again as they rocked back and forth, allowing themselves to give into this moment of a lifetime.