"Still, I was an ass to you," Rick states apologetically.
"You were !" Michonne testifies. She kisses him and bites his upper lip as a delayed punishment.
" 'Brought you to King County… to test you and…" he tries to articulate.
"Yeah, you're not that slick, Grimes" she cuts him off, casually chuckling, then doubles down on her enthusiastic nibbles.
"Then, I saw you with Carl…" She stops to look at him, her eyes filled with fondness.
"He's a good kid," she says softly, "he's becoming a great young man. Not unlike his father." She cups his face.
Rick grabs her hand, kisses her fingertips, then, his ocean orbs demanding her attention, he softly suckles on the last one. The challenge is considerable, but she's all ears.
"I'm not that great of a man," he pauses in all seriousness, "or I wouldn't have considered that goddamn deal with that asshole…"
"Or… maybe you are," she offers. "You did consider it, then, saw the error of your ways." Michonne lowers her chin and glances at him provocatively.
"What I saw was you..and this," he caresses her ass through her jeans, "coming back home, with your mercy, and your sword."
She snickers. "What can I say? I'm that good."
"You are…" he smiles and dives back in. A finger on his lips prevents him from fulfilling his mouth-watering purpose.
"But you better not try to trick me again. My benevolence has limits", she warns half-jokingly.
He frowns and nods a few times, shakes his head, then starts kissing her index.
Yes. Absolutely not. Never. All of the above.
"I'm sorry 'Chonne", he expresses with gravity, tightening his bear hug around her. She cups his face, her hand moves beyond his ear and combs through his hair.
"Can you say that again", she tilts and turns her head, smiling. "My hearing has not been the best lately. It's so noisy in here".
"I'm so sorry…for the wound, the deal, the gun…"
"Thank you", she replies earnestly. "See… I've always tried to be the bigger person, but mercy, it's a lot of work".
"I didn't believe I deserved any of it," he confesses, "I'm not sure that I deserve you." His eyes are fixed on her face, waiting for her judgment.
"Maybe you didn't, at the time," she retorts, "but my options were… pretty limited, so…I came back!" she shrugs playfully.
"And since I didn't stay for your remarkable hosting skills…" she continues, "must have been something else". She slowly looks him up and down.
They chuckle while kissing. He moves to her neck, gives it a few nips, then suckles on the sore spot to apologize.
"Now, show me how wrong, how truly sorry you are about this lack of judgement," she challenges him.
"Maybe I'll be merciful again, who knows?" Her demand brings Rick back to the warmth of her lower belly pushing against his.
"I'll show you what", he replies, more than ready to hear her desirable chorus again.
A grin is tightening her cheeks when he starts kneading her ass with both hands. The deep, rhythmic pressure elicits another lovely sound out of her.
"I will…" he whispers in the crook of her neck, "if you ask nicely" he concludes in her ear.
Her mouth receives his tantalizing care, as he follows her hips and pushes his erection into her. She grabs handfuls of his ass, and starts rolling her pelvis ever so slightly. They moan in unison.
That's it.
Michonne needs the tingling appeased, the sooner the better. So, she starts plotting for the both of them.