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Rick and Michonne reach Terminus

Chapter 9: No regrets

Rick managed to sleep on and off most of the night while on the first floor of the store front library. He kept replaying the kiss in his head over and over again. He couldn't help it, when he held Michonne's face in his hand it was the first time sense everything happened he felt in control or better yet …virile. After Lori told Rick about the fact that Judith may actually be Shane's he couldn't stand the site of her let alone make love to her. This bothered Rick as well because if he hadn't shut Lori out during that time while she was pregnant perhaps things would have been different somehow. Rick having reconciled with his conscience about Lori's death he vowed to never let his personal feelings or emotions cut him off from anyone again.
However, Rick couldn't help getting that nervous feeling in the pit of his stomach when he thought about the kiss him and Michonne shared. That feeling you get in your stomach when taking that first plunge on a roller coaster, a nervous feeling that you can't help feeling good and excited about. The relentless replay in his head was when she wrapped her arms around his neck and when Rick pulled her in even closer by hers. It was at that point that their kiss went from consoling and a reassurance of safety, to passion and desire. Rick wanted a valid reason to be that close to her again but couldn't think of one.
Michonne woke up feeling good but she didn't know if it was the kiss that her and Rick shared or the fact that she got to sleep on a real bed for the first time in months. Michonne decided to stay in the bed for a while looking out of the window from the pillow she was resting her head on. The sun was just beginning to rise. Somewhere in the recesses of her mind she knew exactly where she was and why she was there. But Michonne wanted to pretend for as long as she could that she was on business trip, or maybe she was on a quick weekend get away with her boyfriend Terry. Before all of this she absolutely hated her ex-husband and now all she wanted to do was imagine that she was back in his dorm room after the first night the two of them making love. Michonne wasn't really sure why she felt good this particular morning but, she decided not to analyze it and to just enjoy it.
As Michonne began to replay last night's kiss in her head she tried to relive every single minute. From the tremble she felt going down her spine when Rick touched her face to the point when he stopped and walked away. She daydreamed about Rick's hand on her waist pulling her closer to him. But what really got her juiced up was when Rick took his hand and seized the back of her neck, like he had to have her right then and there. Michonne liked the fact that she could still be sought after as a women instead of just a katana wielding warrior. On the other hand, she knows that in the old world their paths would have never crossed. And if Rick is that anxious to hold on to the past then no kiss, nor anything else, would never happen between them again in this world.
Rick comes upstairs to see if Michonne is up. As he walks down the hall to the bedroom he sees her lying across the bed still in her shirt and her hair still tied up. Rick could only imagine what he walked up on was a scene straight out of Maxim Magazine. Shane would always have some picture hanging in his locker at work of the Maxim Beauty of the month. Michonne laying on her stomach and her long dark mahogany legs up and crossed together. Her shirt barely covers her perfectly round backside. He watched her ass as it shook slightly when she moved her legs up and down. Rick started growing beads of sweat on his forehead and on his nose as he quickly imagined Michonne on all fours in just her panties and an unlatched bra. Rick suddenly shakes in order to come to his senses.
Rick clears his throat loudly while knocking on the open bedroom door, "Good morning, judging from your care free position on the bed you slept well." Michonne turns around startled a little and sighs, "Better than I have in a while. I have just been laying here dreaming that this was just some ordinary day." Then Michonne gets up off the bed and looks at the ground outside through the window and see 3 walkers roaming around. As she looks at the ground she says with a slight disappointment, "But it doesn't take much to bring me crashing back to reality." "Never the less I am gonna start remembering things that make me feel good instead of always recalling on the bad." Michonne does some leg lifts then gets on the floor to do push-ups. On her 5th push-up she asked, "How about you?" Rick, forgetting that she can see him staring at her says, "Huh…ah no I didn't really sleep that well. Listen I wanted to talk to you about last night, I know this will sound like a cliché' but I really didn't mean to…" Michonne stops her push-up walks over to Rick before he can even finish his sentence, she places her index finger on his lips looks him in those sea blues eyes and said, "Rick, I have no regrets about last nights kiss. It felt nice to be wanted for something other than my niche' for survival." "I have been struggling with guilt, anger and sadness for, what feels like a millennia and it has been making my world so dark I can barely see and breathe." Rick almost missed everything she said because she was close enough to kiss again. As Michonne walked back to the floor to finish, she looks at Rick and says, "Tomorrow isn't promised Rick, that phrase has never been truer than it is right now."
As she goes back to doing her push-up's she stops and say, "In fact, last night would feel sweeter if you didn't have any regrets about either. We both know in a normal world I wouldn't be your choice, especially sense you're a good ole' country boy." Rick walked away feeling a little light headed and confused because he did enjoy kissing her. He enjoyed it a lot. He began to think about why he felt so ashamed and embarrassed by the kiss. Maybe what he said last night about the dynamics of their relationship was a lie that he was telling him self out loud. Rick started to think that maybe he's trying too hard to hold on to the past that could never exist in this horrifying new world.
Michonne comes down the stairs of the tiny library where Rick is waiting for her so they can go check out the clinic the next block down. As Rick adjusts his gun belt he glances over at Michonne as she walks over to the far corner and looks at the wire that comes from outside in going straight up stair to the office where she saw the utility closet. "Wow, these homes are fully operational with electricity and hot water. People were actually getting the hang of living off the grid using solar panels. I guess a little too late" she says while picking up a gun off the books on the long oak table in the middle of the floor. "You know if we could somehow get rid of all the walkers in this tiny home community maybe the group could actually live here. The only problem is with the fake grass." Rick says looking out the small window in the wall. "Fake grass?" Michonne says with look of interest. "Yea, I think all the grass is made from some type of Astroturf. Otherwise its a pretty good idea for an off the grid community, makes me wonder if they knew something that the rest of the world didn't know about the outbreak." He tells her. As they walk out of the library Rick looks up and down the block, "after we check out the clinic I'll go see about that truck around the back of that warehouse to see if I can get it started."
"Just for the record, I don't regret what happened last night I was just trying to…" Michonne cut him off again, "Good! I am glad that's settled. I wouldn't want you to say or do anything else that you 'won't regret' at a later date," she says with a tiny smirk. Rick smiles at her with a bit of intrigue. "Besides, that part of a relationship was never…my charm so to speak." He tells her. Michonne walking next to him clasps her hands behind her back and looks at Rick while biting the corner of her bottom and says with a devilish look on her face, "Well then I doubt if you would be able to handle me." Rick stops and smiles as he watches her and her perfect behind walk in front of him down the block.
The innuendos cease as they approach the door of the clinic. Rick takes a look inside as Michonne covers his back, "It looks pretty empty inside." He whispers. Then Rick pulls out the keys to the clinic he found in the shed the day before and unlocks the door quietly. As they walk through the tiny lobby toward the back rooms they see very small individual hospital rooms with sliding glass doors. The lights overhead are dim and flickering giving a very uneasiness to the search. Michonne pears inside the rooms quickly and notices there are 5 to 6 walkers in each of the rooms. She taps Rick on the shoulder as he continues down the narrow corridor. Michonne looks at him and points to the rooms and holds up 5 and 6 fingers indicating the number of walkers in each hospital room. Rick shakes his head and points to the prescription cabinet at the end of the corridor.
When they reach the prescription cabinet he notices that there's a lock on it. He looks at Michonne signaling to get ready because he is about to break the glass for the medicine. Michonne takes a deep breath and shakes her head then turns around for roaming walkers. Rick put the bag on top of the cabinet and takes out his flashlight to break the glass. From the first shattering of the glass a loud contamination alarm sounds and the sprinkler system goes off. The lights stop flickering due to the sprinkler system and the once sleepy walkers begin to rise up and press against the doors to the hospital rooms. Michonne sees in the distance a couple of straggling walkers emerge from the clinic offices in to the lobby up front. "Hurry, Rick this isn't good!" Michonne yells.
The walkers begin to bang and press harder on the glass doors to the small hospital rooms. One of the room glass doors by the entrance in to the lobby breaks and the walkers that were once in the hospital room start coming toward them. Michonne aims her machine gun at the walkers and starts to shoot, meanwhile Rick is shoving as many prescription bottles in to his bag as fast as he can. While shooting at the walkers coming toward them she hits and shatters two more hospital room doors and more walker start heading toward them, "Come Rick we gotta go!" She yells. Rick grabs the bag and throws the flashlight in the bag, pulls out his pistol and starts shooting the walkers in the head. As Michonne attempts to make a path to the lobby with the machine gun Rick follows close behind her shooting the walkers that didn't fall from her shot.
As they make their way to the lobby Rick yells, "Keep going to the door!" Because of the loud alarm and the shots going on in the clinic Michonne starts to see more walkers coming toward the front of the clinic. "Shit!" "Michonne says, "There are walkers about to block the entrance outside!" Once they reach the door a group of about 10 walkers come crashing through the front window of the clinic causing them to all fall on to lobby floor. "Go just go, shoot anything that moving!" Rick yells.
Once they get out of the front door more walkers from across and up the block start coming toward them. Michonne has run out of ammo, there's another clip in her bag but she doesn't have time to grab it and reload. So she throws the gun back in the bag and pulls out the katana and starts slicing walkers out of their path back to the library. As Michonne makes a path toward the library front door Rick begins running for the library door when he sees that she is about to be surrounded by walkers and she's being pushed further away from the library. "Chonne' come on!" he yells. Michonne cut through the walkers in front of her and makes a sharp left for the library. As she approaches the stairs Rick opens the library door and they make it inside. Rick gets the keys out for the door and locks it. Some of the walkers start heading for the front porch of the library while most of the others move to the loud alarm at the clinic. Frantically, Rick says "Help me move this table in front of the door." Michonne throws her katana on the floor and helps Rick push the large oak table from the middle of the floor to against the front door.
Luckily for them, the library doesn't have a large front window like the clinic so they are reasonably safe inside the library for now. But they can still hear the walkers scratching and banging at the front door. Once they get the table against the door, they stop to calm down. Rick starts pacing around the room trying to figure out how they are gonna get out of this. Michonne breathing heavily looks at Rick with anguish written all over her face. Her dreads still in a ponytail on top of her head but disheveled. Rick bends over and putts his hands on his knees trying to come up with a plan. Then he looks up at Michonne leaning with her back against the table, her shirt so soaked that it's sticking to her skin and chest.
Rick walks over to Michonne while trying to catch his breath and asks, "Are you alright? Are you hurt?" Michonne places her hand on her chest as if her hand will slow down her heavy breathing and says, "I am alright, are you o.k.?" Rick begins to stare at the hand on her chest and watches as her big brown eyes play hide and seek through her sopping wet shirt. As he continues to monitor her shirt he can see her belly and navel playing the same erotic game as her peaks above.
Rick walks up to Michonne and seizes the back of her head and they begin to lip embrace fervently as walkers continue clawing and scratching at the walls and door. Rick stops to look at Michonne face as she seems dazed, light-headed and speechless from the sudden kiss he gave her, "No, I'm not alright." he says, and then he kisses her again in the same fashion with one hand cradling the back of her neck the other fondling her plump hill tops.
Michonne, disoriented with pleasure, takes her hands and pull him closer so she can feel his tight stiffness rub against her inner thigh. She quickly starts removing his jacket, then she pulls his shirt up over his head then she unbuckles his gun belt and lets it drop to the floor. Rick lifts her up and sits her on the edge table and removes her shoes throwing them on the floor while nipping her ear lobes. Rick stops in order to see Michonne's face brimming for more. Michonne rips open her wet shirt leaving her bra exposed then she leans back on the table waiting for him to do whatever he wants.
Rick rips her bra wide open then pulls her back up looks in her eyes and clutches the back of her neck then he leans in slowly and right before his lips meets hers he whispers, "No, regrets." While he has one hand on the back of her neck he takes the other hand and he unbuttons her pants and rips them down and off her legs, slips his hand inside her panties and starts to massage her lower lips. Michonne has her hands on his ears stroking his hair as they continue to make out she can feel his fingers slowly massage her main vein and begins to breathe heavy all over again then softly she whimpers in his ear. "This is what you wanted last night isn't?" Rick says while continuing to stroke her and licking her stiffened peaks. "Huh, isn't?" he says softly. And just as she is about to speak he puts two fingers inside her nest and she says in an excitedly weak voice, "Yes, yes!" Rick teasingly moves his fingers in and out of Michonne causing her to become weaker with pleasure. Rick looks at her Michonne's face as he weakens her with ever thrust of his fingers taking a moment to see that she was bluffing earlier to his delight about handling her.
Still kissing passionately, "You want more don't you?" he says while pulling his fingers out of her. "Uh Huh," she whimpers again. Rick rubs those soggy lower lips again and again teasing her to the point where she can't speak. "Do you want more of this?" he says while putting three fingers in her, "Or are you ready for me?" He whispers to her. As Rick continues to finger her he says, "You want it then say it? You want me inside you don't you?" "Yes, please I can't take it anymore, I want you in me." She cries quietly.
As they lock lips again Rick reaches behind her pushes all the books on to the floor. Some of the walkers outside the library front door move toward the alarm but there are still a few that remain outside the door clawing and trying to get in after hearing Rick knock all the books on the floor. They both start unbuckleing his pants, he tells her, "Lay back on the table." Then he puts her legs up on his chest and pulls her waist down toward the edge of the table and enters her tightly glazed donut while licking and kissing her inner thighs. "Oh my God!", Rick whispers as Michonne groans and moans from defeat. Rick begins to thrust in slowly making sure to keep her in check. Then, Rick then pulls her up off the table and turns her over while spreading her legs apart. He enters her hatch again from behind this time and they exhale from his entrance in to her. Rick leans over Michonne's back spreading her arms on the table with his. He kisses and licks her neck and the small of her back then he gently reaches his hand to the front of her neck bringing her back up turning her head to the side slightly so he can kiss her soft luscious lips while continuing to thrust her. Rick pinches those rubber bullets of hers and starts pounding her harder and faster. Just when Rick doesn't think can handle her anymore he feels Michonne's flower grow tighter and tighter around him then he reaches his hand for her main vein again this time causing her quiver uncontrollably, then he feels her flood gate break wide open bringing them both to a nirvana state of pleasure.
Michonne collapses on to the table exhausted from this all so sudden exhilarating moment. Rick admires the smoothness of her back and runs his hand down the small of her back again causing her a tiny tremble. Michonne gets up and turns around so she is sitting at the edge of the table in front of him again. She touches Rick's scraggly wet beard then pulls his face close and they embrace their lips again lost in their tiny world of "No regrets". They are yanked out of their tiny world by the sounds of walkers still trying to get in.


Notes

This is my last chapter for "Richonne". This chapter has very adult content. The last 5 or 6 paragraphs were choreographed with Billie Holiday's "No Regrets" playing in the background. I urge you to listen her song on youtube while reading those last few paragraphs. Please leave me a review and tell me what you think of all my chapters. I have had a wonderful time these past feew weeks writing about Richonne and I hope to do it again soon.

One luv,
Lanie

Comments

@Amrcncpprhd
Hi,
I am sorry to respond to this so late; I stopped posting on this site a while back because Richonne fanfiction wasn't getting very attention if any at all.
But that thanks for the review you are a doll!

Lanie

lanie-love09 lanie-love09
7/7/15

I know I'm pretty late with this comment, I only read your story a week ago and then today. I really enjoyed your story and rendering of Michonne and Rick. I think you did a masterful job of matching their recent loss with both of their characters. It's one of the best fanfiction stories that I have read. I would suggest proof reading a little more. There were a few typos that kind of distracted from the story, but overall I was very pleased. I hope that you will submit more stories, especially on Rick and Michonne, I will definitely be following. Thanks.

Amrcncpprhd Amrcncpprhd
5/4/14