I received a review asking if Michonne and Rick were in their twenties because they seem immature and childish. The answer is yes, my version of them has them as young more often than the age they appear as in the show and in the comics.

Michonne stood in front of Rick in her matching pink lace bra and underwear. Rick could see her dark nipples through the thin fabric but wanted to see her in all her naked glory, like he had fantasized about in his dreams on various occasions.

"Come here." He whispered and she approached him coyly. "It's just me."

"I think that makes me even more nervous." She laughed nervously. She stopped right in front of him and he ran his fingers across the soft fabric of her matching set.

"Take this off." He picked at her panties which she happily obliged and in an instant, Rick was met with Michonne's pussy, something he had wanted to acquaint himself with since he met her and was glad he didl. "And this." He traced the curve of her left breast with his right hand, the nipple budding at the close touch.

"Um..." She started, covering her upper body.

"We've talked about this, 'Chonne. You're not gonna hide from me every time we have sex." He moved her closer to him, her scent filling his nostrils. He was running his hands up and down her naked waist.

"I know, I just-" She sighed aloud. "I don't like them."

"I think they're perfect." He said, staring into her eyes.

"You've never even seen them." She scoffed.

"Because you won't let me!" He exclaimed. "Besides, I think you're perfect so by association they're perfect too." He defended. She wanted to roll her eyes at him and his smart mouth, but he was saying and doing everything right. He pulled her even closer to him so that her body rested between his legs and she relaxed. "I'm gonna take this off now, okay?" He softly asked her and she nodded in agreement.

He gently removed the straps from her shoulders, the material sliding off with ease, and then unhooked the bra from behind. This was a tense and intimate moment for the two. On one hand, Rick had envisioned her body to look a specific way but on the other, he knew that that was highly unlikely.

"Let go." He said to michonne holding the front of her bra. Michonne reluctantly removed her arms, but refused to look at him. Rick on the other hand was mesmerized. Her breasts weren't perfectly round nor were they small enough to fit in the palm of his hand, but he was hypnotized by them, the same way any man would in front of the loves of their lives. "You're perfect." He whispered as he kissed her stomach. Michonne relaxed in his hold, she needed to hear this. "You're absolutely perfect."

He nudged her forward so that she had no choice but to straddle him, she did so without a fight and he almost immediately latched his tongue onto her left breast. Michonne moaned loudly, not knowing why her nipples were so sensitive but she did not want him to stop so she tugged at his hair to bring him closer. Rick happily obliged and sucked on Michonne's nipple as if it were his last meal. He knead the other breast with his hand, finally free to touch and tug at them without restriction. Michonne ground her hips up and down his pant-covered crotch with her eyes closed.

"Oh fuck!" She moaned.

Rick detached himself from her left breast and moved onto the right one. They were going to be given the same amount of attention tonight. After all, it was their first meeting. The audible sucking noises Rick was making were driving Michonne insane- he was having the time of his life.

"Wait, wait, wait, wait!" She begged but Rick did not relent. He knew that if he did, she would make up an excuse for him to stop. Instead, he attempted to remove his shirt with a nipple still in his mouth. He groaned when he found out it was impossible and Michonne laughed breathlessly. He reluctantly stopped and took his shirt the rest of the way off. He unbuckled his belt with haste, his breath making her nipple's pert, and pushed her off him. He kicked his boxers and pants off, uncaring where they landed and grabbed her waist again.

Michonne climbed on top of Rick expertly and started rubbing her clit against his dick while he nuzzled her breasts. They were so soft to the touch, a part of him was upset that she didn't trust him enough to let him see them or caress her body without a bra on, but another part understood why she was holding back. "I love you." He whispered before taking one into her mouth and wrapping his arms around her.

Michonne panted and moaned every time her nub would reach his head. Rick's dick had started oozing pre-cum but he hadn't yet put it in her. "I want you, Rick." Rick nodded his head absentmindedly but made no effort to move. He could feel his balls tightening; her movements were affecting the both of them. "I wanna cum on your dick." She whispered in his ear and he groaned, he could never resist her.

"Take it." He said, his voice huskier than the norm. "It's yours." Michonne reached between them as soon as the words left his mouth and stroked his member. She didn't need to, he was already ready to burst as it was and Rick knew it as well. He chuckled dryly, "Do you want me to cum?"

She laughed before inserting his member into her heat. "Better?" She breathed out.

"Always..."

Michonne was already over stimulated, it didn't take much for Rick to start feeling her walls contract. He held her tighter against him and started pumping in and out of her mercilessly, causing her to scream out loud and potentially alarm neighbours. "Fuck, Rick!" She yelled, "I'm gonna cum."

He kissed and licked her neck and face as he rocked them both to their release. Michonne held onto Rick's hair with one hand and scratched his upper back with her other, the friction of their bodies rubbing together was driving her wild. Not only was he fucking her just like she liked, he was ensuring that her clit was stimulated as well.

"Yeah?" He asked, his beard tickling her ear. She nodded hurriedly, kissing him aggressively.

Rick adjusted their position so that he was lying on his back with Michonne on top of him. She started bouncing up and down his dick, matching his movements - the sounds of their bodies slapping against one another in the dimly lit room was the only indicator that people were home. Rick lets go of Michonne's hips and lets her take control. She sits up and starts to grind her hips slowly, her face the epitome of pure joy.

"Cum for me." He whispers. He feels her walls tightening and he grips her hips tighter. "Faster."

She starts to move faster, her face scrunching up. She's close and he can feel it. She grips his chest with her short fingernails as her hips buck uncontrollably signalling her orgasm. Rick cums immediately after her, inside her - his balls couldn't hold back any longer.

"Fuck." He says as he empties himself in her.

Michonne wipes off the sweat from his hair and face and laughs.

"What's so funny?" He asks.

"Nothing." She kisses him, "I love you too."