🕯️A Very Merry Misunderstanding 🖤
A/N: A Christmas present for the grown and gifted. A/U Richonne — All lemons, no chaser. King County’s Halloween-loving queen Michonne is tasked with hosting the county’s first haunted Christmas bash. Sheriff Rick Grimes? He’s the naughty Santa with a costume kink and a thing for Mrs. Claus. This is explicit, consensual, and unapologetically Richonne. If you thought it was Shane or Negan—bless your heart.
🎃Happy Halloween, and Merry XXX-Mas 🎄
A late-night silence, thick with the scent of cinnamon and dust, settled around Michonne. The glow from her ten-foot black Christmas tree—adorned with skulls and deep crimson candles—cast long, dancing shadows across the room. She was the queen of Halloween-meets-Christmas, and tonight, she was finalizing the county’s annual party, a spooky-elegant masterpiece.
She dipped a finger into the steaming, frothy “Ghoul Nog,” the concoction's subtle spice hitting her tongue as she adjusted a life-sized "GingerDead" house that leered from the entryway, its black icing piping unnerving and perfect. The air was a heavy mix of mulled cider, black hot chocolate, and the faint, sweet perfume of red velvet. An eerie, flickering orange glow from the string lights played across her face as she smoothed the collar of a skeletal elf in a Santa hat. Every sense was alive with the macabre holiday spirit, a world away from the Sheriff's office where Rick still hadn't called.
She brushed a hand against a vintage stocking, filled with ghostly surprises, her worry a growing chill that no amount of roasted chestnuts could warm. It wasn't like him, especially on Christmas Eve, to miss their final planning. As the unsettling quiet stretched toward midnight, the thought of his absent presence became a heavier weight than the wide black belt of the risqué Mrs. Claus dress he’d bought her. The party was perfect, an unforgettable scene of dark elegance—all it lacked was its Sheriff.
It was late, and Michonne had waited for Rick as long as she could. Christmas Eve had turned quiet; her haunted holiday party plans half-assembled and her mood flickering like the eerie orange lights she'd strung across the mantle. She finally gave up and went to bed, too sleepy to keep holding out.
Rick had promised to help finalize the details of her first Halloween-themed Christmas party—a concept he'd suggested with a wink and a wicked grin. He'd even gifted her a Mrs. Claus dress so scandalous it could've been banned in three counties.
She'd tried it on for him earlier that week. Within minutes, they were tangled on the couch, heat rising, until Carol knocked with the borrowed punch bowl and Rick had fled like a man escaping temptation. Michonne had laughed then. But now, with no call and no sign of him, she was just…irked.
She had just started to nod off when the mattress dipped.
The scent hit her first—cedar, bourbon, and something distinctly Rick. Her body hummed in recognition.
"Mmm… you're finally here," she murmured sleepily.
"Shh," came the low, unmistakable voice of Rick Grimes—King County's naughtiest Santa.
She pouted. "But I want to hold you."
Instead of a response, her nightie was pulled up around her waist, and her panties edged down her legs. His tongue began licking the seam where her ass met her thighs, and she wriggled approvingly.
"Mmm, Rick, that feels good," she hummed.
The oral attention froze momentarily, then redoubled—frantic licks, teasing nips, and a growl that vibrated against her skin.
Michonne gasped, now wide awake and quivering. She tried to roll over, but a firm hand pressed her lower back, keeping her grounded. Then the pressure lifted, and a familiar silk scarf was wrapped gently around her eyes.
She smirked. "So that's the game tonight?"
"Mmm hmm," Rick murmured, voice velvet and heat.
"Okay, Santa. I've been a naughty girl this year… maybe you need to punish me a little."
The responding growl was pure Rick—possessive, reverent, and hungry.
A large hand gave her bare ass a light spank.
"Oooh, Santa," she moaned.
Read A Very Merry Misunderstanding 🎄🎃 from the story Sweet Damnation (Richonne One-Shots/ Short Stories) by TaraNorth...