meanstreak
rick grimes 𝘹 fem!𝘰𝘤
© WANDARYEN ──── 2024

The shower in the master bathroom turned on and I slipped Rick's shirt over my body.

There was something about me that changed, but in a better sense that I felt like I was glowing. Between the proposal and making love — I felt like I was seeing the world in a different light already.

I never felt this way with Steven.

When Steven proposed to me I was hesitant. He didn't pour his heart out to me like Rick, but instead made promises he couldn't keep. Begging me to marry him just so he had the illusion of a wife and a place to rest his head — no other responsibilities.

Steven was a child — a coward.

Rick was a man, the better man than Steven could ever be. Not because he's been married once already and has a child of his own, but because he knows the work and effort it takes to be in a relationship. This was the ideal romance that I wanted with Steven, almost prayed for, but there's a reason why we didn't work out.

There's a reason why I'm here with Rick and he isn't.

I stood up from the bed and carried myself towards the bathroom — listening to the water fall softly before heavily, indicating he was already washing himself and moving around.

The fire in my belly flickered and I was already wanting more.

I was greedy but consumed with love. I wanted to touch him and be beside him, kiss him with every breath, and allow him to pleasure me in a way no one else could.

I loved him so much and I wanted to show him that.

I bravely opened the bathroom door and I was immediately greeted with hot steam. The cold air on my back from the open door added a mixture of chills crawling up my arms.

Rick, who was dragging his soapy hands across his shoulders, turned to look at me through the shower glass door. My stomach flopped instantly and I leaned back against the door after closing it, biting softly on my lower lip.

I watched him trail his hand down his chest and his toned stomach, before taking his cock in his grasp and stroking it slowly.

My center immediately clenched around nothing and I could've sworn he noticed the way my chest heaved with a shaky inhale of anticipation. The way his head tilted to the side, silently challenging me while he continued to stroke himself.

He lifted his finger and gestured me forward. "Come here."

I peeled his shirt off my body and tiptoed excitedly towards the shower. He freed himself from his own grasp to help me into the shower without slipping and immediately pulled me underneath the water.

The heat from the shower was pure bliss. No matter how many showers I took since we've arrived to Alexandria — every one of them felt like the first time again.

I circled my arms around his neck, pulling him down to capture his lips in a soft manner.

His hands wandered up my sides and towards my biceps, rubbing them softly while we tangled ourselves in a long kiss. One of his hands traveled back down, his fingers brushing against my stomach before finding my clit and immediately started rubbing the sensitive spot in circular motions.

My mouth fell open with a soft moan — accepting his welcoming tongue that was planned to rub against every corner of my mouth.

His wrist flicked with haste before his middle finger slid down between my folders and entered me in one swift motion.

I moaned louder, thankful the shower was loud enough to drown the sound out. I gripped his wet hair with my finger and leaned into his chest while his finger worked its magic below.

His lips slowly trailed around my jaw and down towards my neck while gently pushing me back against the shower wall.

I felt his movements which caused me to force my eyes open to gaze down. His hand was gone from my center, now grasping my thigh as he lifted it upwards and held it against his waist. My breathing quickened as I watched him prop his foot on the ceramic soap holder and my leg weighing over thigh — which gave him more leverage.

My breathing hitched when I felt his tip brush between my folds. My gaze immediately snapped towards his and I brought his face down towards mine again, pressing my lips against his in a searing kiss.

Once he pushed past my folds, we simultaneously released a sigh of content before he completely bottomed out.

Our lips molded together and the water showered over us — the steam clouding the glass was a mixture of the heat and our breathing. Our chests brushed against each other and he kissed the corner of my mouth before whispering in my ear.

"My love, mine — all mine." He dragged himself out before pushing himself back in, creating a slow momentum to start us off before picking up the peace.

I winced slightly, still sore from the events that took place only ten minutes ago. But within seconds the soreness turned into pleasure and my body quickly accepted everything he was willing to offer.

I cradled the side of his face and brushed my forehead against his. "You feel so good," I spoke between each breath.

One of his hands reached for the wall, giving himself support while the other held my hip so I wouldn't fall over. His pace was quick but not as hard as before — which caused him to hit every single spot that made my toes curl.

"I want you like this all the time," he murmured against my lips.

I nodded in agreement, arching my back against the wall when his tip brushed against that special place. My mouth gaped open and I was suddenly choking on my moans — the pleasure almost becoming too much for me to bear.

He sensed I was close, besides the fact I was spasming around him with a desperate need of relief which caused his to groan deeply.

His nudged his nose against my jaw before planting a single kiss on the bone, then lifting his head to capture my lips. "Cum with me, please." His soft plead was enough to send me over the edge.

I gripped his shoulder blades and the moans I've been fighting to surpass finally erupted and my entire body grew slack once I reached my peak.

He followed quickly after, releasing himself inside of me with a few more quick strokes before slowly pulling out.

The action had me voluntarily pout at the empty feeling — already missing how good he felt inside me. He planted kisses along the inside of my bicep, slowly lowering his leg from the wall and allowing mine to drop back down.

The position caused my inner thigh to ache after being held in the same position for an extended period of time. But the blissful feeling I felt inside my chest was enough to cancel out any of the lingering pain.

"Let me wash you?" He questioned softly and I eagerly took the offer by standing directly in front of the water with my back facing his front.

He washed my hair tenderly, used the washcloth to clean my body while also being gentle towards my center — applying genuine aftercare to every inch of my body.

Once he finished, I leaned back into his chest as he wrapped his arms tightly around my stomach. "I would live in this moment forever, if I could," I whispered softly.

He kissed the shell of my ear, "me too, sweetheart."

When our shower was over and I dressed for the afternoon, I went down to the living room to find Judith just beginning to wake up.

I excitedly walked over towards her crib, her arms reaching out for instinctively and I braced her on my hip. "Good afternoon," I whispered softly while bopping her nose. "Did you have a good nap? You slept for quite a while — my sweet girl really needed it, didn't she?"

While kissing her cheek, I grabbed her bunny and tucked it between my arm before bringing us outside on the front porch. "It's a beautiful day out," I smiled brightly down at her.

"Hey," Carl appeared with a smile stretching across his lips.

I gasped softly, bouncing Judith on my hip with an attempt to get her excited about seeing her brother. "Look who it is."

He chuckled before sitting down on the porch step and I followed him, sitting Judith on my lap. "How's your afternoon going? Did you eat lunch?" I watched him take off the hat and brush his fingers through his hair.

"Nah, not yet," he shook his head.

"Alright, I'll make you both something." I kissed the top of Judith's head and offered her the stuffed rabbit, in which she accepted gratefully.

"I — actually wanted to give you something, a present." He nervously spoke, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Oh really?" I grinned.

He bobbed his head, fishing deep into his jean pocket before pulling out a gold heart shaped necklace. "I found the necklace and — I thought, maybe you would like it." When he offered the object, I subconsciously reached for it with the hand that held my ring. His gaze saw it immediately and a smile stretched across his lips. "He finally did it?"

I blinked repeatedly, holding the necklace in the air. "You knew Rick was going to propose?"

He laughed softly with a quick nod of his head. "He came to me about it — asked for my permission. I helped him pick out a ring." My heart did an immediate somersault in my chest, my mouth gaping open to speak before he nodded towards the gold necklace. "Open it," he encouraged softly.

I held the necklace in front of my face, gently using my thumbs to open the locket which revealed a photo of Rick in one side and Judith in Carls arm in the other.

"I asked Aaron if he could help take photos of us. I put them in the necklace so — so you could always have us with you, no matter where you went."

Tears quickly blurred my natural vision. I turned to him with a smile, wrapping my arm around his shoulder before resting my head against his. "Thank you."

I felt him nod underneath me. "I'm really glad it's you — I mean, I figured this was going to happen sooner or later," Carl explained. "You make him happy. You take care of Judith and I, and I just — " I lifted my head and brought my gaze towards his. "You're the best mother figure we could've ever asked for."

"Carl," I sniffled once, unable to control the warm tears sliding down my face. He nodded again, a silent mutual agreement between us both. There's no way I could ever possibly replace Lori — his real mother, but the fact he made room in his heart for me was enough. More than enough.

I reached Deanna's house after a neighbor passing by shared that the woman wanted to speak with me. Carl happily watched over Judith with Rick after I made them lunch.

My thumb grazed the band of the ring on my finger while I allowed myself into Deanna's house — finding her and Maggie at the dining room table.

"Thank you for showing up," she offered a chair at the table and I smiled. "Thank you for inviting me over. Are we discussing the future of Alexandria tonight?"

She nodded eagerly, "I was just speaking with Maggie about the farming community — who's apart of it, how I'm looking to expand, and where we're getting our next supply shipment."

I nodded, shifting on my feet nervously while covering the ring with my other hand. "That's great."

Maggie, immediately noticing my awkward posture, flickered her gaze up to meet mine. "What's wrong?"

I looked between Deanna and Maggie, a smile slowly stretching across my lips. "Rick — he proposed." I raised my hand, putting the ring on my finger on full display in front of the women.

My sister's eyes widened and she jumped from the table, nearly knocking the chair over in the process. "What?!" Deanna covered her mouth with her hands but I could sense the smile she hid before them while Maggie tossed her arms desperately around my neck. "Sienna, that's amazing!"

Once she pulled away, giving me the chance to breathe again, I held out my hand for her and Deanna to look at the ring.

"Congratulations," Deanna beamed with a slow shake of her head. "Wow. This is truly a monumental moment — before, you told me you were both partners, and now — "

"I know," I nodded happily, my cheeks becoming pained with how large I smiled. "Carl helped with the ring. Rick was waiting for the right time and I just — I'm still in awe."

Maggie happily kissed my cheek before cradling my face in her hands. "This is the only one that counts. You're going to marry the man that you love — someone you can depend your life on. You're going to have a wedding and we'll do this right."

My eyes slowly widened. "A wedding? Maggie, I don't think that applies to anyone anymore — "

"Of course it does," Deanna waved off my comment while placing three champagne glasses on the table and filling them with the liquid. "This calls for a celebration, come on. It's a beautiful moment and we don't get these often. It'll be good for the community. For all of you."

I plucked one glass off the table. All three of us holding our glass in the center, Deanna's gaze sparkling towards me. "To new beginnings."

"And so much more," Maggie concluded.

We each sipped the alcohol before sitting down at the table to continue discussing Alexandria's needs further. Deanna's words lingered in my mind — the positive looks she's been sending me, as if the decision she's made to have me as her second was set in stone.

I was going to take on leadership — way before I was mentally prepared and I had no idea what that was going to intel later in the future.