Well, I wrote this a couple of weeks ago and published it, originally, in Portuguese.

Now I'll be translating it to English.

This version is Beta-d by kindtwin (thanks, Bia).

I hope you enjoy reading as much as I enjoyed writing it.

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The two of them there, in that moment, weren't Beckett and Castle neither the Detective and the Writer. They were just Rick and Kate, two imperfect, ordinary individuals, with more bandages in their hearts than they should have. They were two persons who finally were in the right place: in each other's arms.

He always thought that, when this moment came, his mind would be at full speed.

She always thought that, when this moment came, her mind would be full of doubts.

But now, as she led him by the hand through his apartment, his mind was a blank, as if his brain hadn't made the necessary connections yet to understand what was happening. And in her mind there was only one thing: him.

Kate didn't go through his office, choosing the shortest path, heading to his bedroom by the access at the right of the living room. During the walk, the only area of contact between them was their hands, fingertips tingling with the energy they were creating.

When she touched the doorknob of the door to the bedroom, she felt him pulling her hand, making her turn and face him. Rick didn't even gave her time to react before pressing her against the door and attacking her lips. He felt her smiling during the kiss and withdrew his face a few inches, intrigued. Kate was still smiling, her cheeks red, her eyes dark.

-What?, he asked, while taking a lock of hair that had stuck in her face, putting it behind her ear.

Kate's smile became one of teasing now. She bit her lower lip for a second before answering:

-You do really like doors.

Rick smiled at this and put both hands on her hips, one leg between hers, and pressed their bodies together, seeing how her eyes closed for a brief moment before opening again, all humor gone.

-It is not the door itself I like.

She opened the door and they entered, Rick holding her by the waist, his lips wandering through her neck, delivering wet kisses throughout the place.

They didn't bother turning on the light. The luminosity coming from the lamps in the room and in his office being enough.

Kate brought her hands to his chest, scratching, and then pushed him away. The surprise by the sudden movement was quickly erased when he saw her taking a step back, hands on her coat, removing it. She let it fall down her arms and then turned her attention to unbutton the rest of her shirt. Rick stared at the movements of her fingers, at the skin being exposed, and felt his heart tightening when he saw a dark mark on her belly. In an instant he was attached to her again, a hand over the injured area and a pained expression on his face.

-Kate...

She silenced his words with her lips kissing his with despair, firm hands on each side of his face. This was their moment. And after so much wait she wasn't willing to let anything interfere now, not the universe, not one of them. Not anymore.

When she felt him unresponsive, Kate stopped kissing him and led her mouth to his ear, her heavy breathing on his skin making him shiver from head to toe.

-Later, Rick. Later. Please. -and lightly bit the lobe of his ear. -Right now, I just want you.

She felt, more than heard, he sighing, surrendering. And then his hands were on each side of her open shirt, taking it off, while his mouth got back to its previous activity on her neck. Kate, even with the little space left between them, started to unbutton his shirt, taking more time than necessary in a couple of buttons when he sucked in a sensitive spot and began to travel a hand up on her back.

When she finally finished the task, she put her fingers through his belt and began to step backwards,pulling him along with her and the man took care of taking off his shirt.

Arriving at the bed, Rick tried to push her slightly towards it, implying that she lied back. Kate just shook her head and put her hands on her pants, opening it.

Rick's mind suddenly seemed to realize what was going on, what was happening and about to. He stopped her movements by putting his hands over hers and then touched her forehead with his.

The two had their breathing accelerated, she had her eyes closed and he lost himself staring at her swollen lips. He felt her eyes opening and looked straight into them.

That was the last moment of hesitation of the night. The last pause to reconsider what was going on there. Her eyes screamed passion, desire, need... love? But not doubt. No regrets. No pain. Seeing this, the remainder of this bad feelings that his eyes still carried, faded out, and then they were equal to hers.

Rick cut the little space between them and kissed her per moments that seemed like hours. Slowly at first. Just lips. Just savoring. Just enjoying each other's taste. And then it wasn't enough.

Kate bit his bottom lip, making him groan and the last vestige of any control to disappear. Soon, the only thing that both could deal with was what they were feeling, what the other was provoking in their bodies. He put her even more firmly against him, a hand on her back, the other on her nape. She hugged him by the neck, keeping him in place, one leg wrapping high around his.

Tongues touching, looking, teasing. Hands exploring, caressing, putting the exposed skin on fire. Moans coming from both of them, comparing forces with the sound of the rain outside. The electricity in the air was one that no storm could generate.

Rick led his hands to her pants, one in each side of her waist, and lowered the damp cloth through her legs, having to separate their months to lower himself and withdraw the piece. Kate lifted one leg, then the other, keeping one hand on his shoulder to keep her balance as he removed her shoes and socks too. He finished and stood, his hands making a path from her ankles to her waist, staying there.

Kate gave a quick peck on his lips and then climbed into bed, lying sideways, leaning on her left elbow, her lip between her teeth. Rick felt his throat getting dry and his heart pounding loud in his ears. He couldn't believe his eyes... Kate was... in his bed... only wearing her lingerie... and with an expression that could only be characterized as one of delight.

As he tried to get rid of his belt and shoes, Kate kept watching him. His arms and his chest were muscular. There were a few extra pounds around his waist, but nothing that would make him less hot in that moment. He fumbled with the last sock and, while trying to pulls it out, ended up turning around. Kate licked her lips and her eyes went down through his body. She smiled wicked to herself when over passed the end of his back.

In that moment, Rick managed to pull himself together and turned back. Kate quickly got her eyes back to his face. He just gave her a knowing smile and climbed into bed, positioning himself above her, making her lie on her back, and leaned on his arms as not to put his weight on her.

Kate wrapped her arms around his neck and brought her lips to his face, kissing his cheek, then behind his ear, on his neck, everywhere she could.

He applied pressure against her with his hip and felt her teeth digging into the crook of his neck. He took a deep breath and, even though it could have been just a trick of his mind, he smelled cherries in the air.

She sought his mouth, forcing him to turn his face, and kissed him with everything she had. Every second of denying wanting each other, was looking for compensation. Soon, they needed to separate to catch their breaths.

Rick took the opportunity to sneak one hand under her back and unclasp her bra. When he did it, he put his hand back at her waist and then started to move his body down hers, kissing the path made from her face to her chest, until he bumped into her bra. He gently kissed the circular scar on her chest again and then, with his teeth, pulled each bra strap from her shoulders, Kate helping him taking it off her arms. He took the piece and threw it somewhere in the bedroom.

He returned to same level as her face, eyes fixed on hers, and lay on his side next to her. He began to move his hand down her chest, passing through the valley between her breasts, erupting goosebumps on her skin. When he reached the bar of her panties, his hand made its way back, now by the side of her body that wasn't in contact with his, until he brushed her breast and took it in his hand. One of them gasped. Probably him.

Rick turned his attention to what his hand was doing and then brought his mouth to the other breast, sucking it. This time the sound came from her for sure. He focused on the area for a few moments and then lowered himself again, roaming his mouth by her belly until getting to the last piece of clothing on her body, feeling his pants getting tighter.

He kissed her through the piece and she suck on a breath. Then he knelt at the end of the bed, pulling her panties out of her legs, putting it aside and going back to the naked woman in his bed. If he was sure before, now it only got stronger: he would never again want to see any other woman there.

He leaned over her, his face staying just above her center. Rick looked up and saw her watching him, hands gripping the sheets, eyes darker than ever. More encouragement was no needed. He lowered his face and kissed her, getting totally intoxicated by her. He ran his tongue across the area, focusing then on her clit, eliciting a husky groan from her, making her eyes shut tightly and her head press heavy on the pillow. He moved his hand up on her leg, from heel to her groin and then began to use his fingers on her, working his mouth harder when he felt the proof of how aroused she was.

Kate raised her hips involuntarily when felt him placing two fingers inside her. Rick looked up and the image he was greeted with caused the acceleration of the movement of his fingers: her head thrown back, mouth agape, breathing fast, completely surrendered... to him.

She felt him watching her and opened her eyes. The air vibrated around them when she saw the expression of pure desire in his features and she knew that she needed him, in her, stat.

She touched his hand, making him stop his movements. He frowned, puzzled. She took his hand e pulled his arm, indicating for him to climb up. He did it, staying with his body above hers again. Kate brought her face up to his ear and whispered:

-I want you now.

Rick grunted and felt her turning them in bed, getting on top. She sat, hip against hip, rubbing against the obvious evidence of his want.

-You're wearing too many clothes. -she said seductively, while running her hands down his shoulders and then through his chest.

-Can you help me with that, detective?

Rick noticed how her hands stopped for an instant and her face acquired a dark expression, but he didn't have the time to analyze it furthermore because then she was opening the zipper of his pants with one hand and passing the other beneath the waistband. He lifted his hips, helping her finish undressing him as she took off his pants and boxers at once.

He stretched his arm to reach a box on his nightstand and pulled out a condom from there. He led it towards his mouth to rip the packaging but felt her fingers gripping his wrist and she removed the pat from his hand. Rick gulped as she opened it and had to take a deep breath to control himself when he felt her hand squeezing him and then sliding the condom down his length.

Kate rose slightly in bed, sitting over him again, chest touching chest, and dropped her head until her lips could touch his. They kissed for a few seconds until he stopped moving his lips when felt she grabbing his cock and positioning it against her entrance. She slowly descended upon him, breaths being held, until they fit perfectly.

They resumed their kiss, without moving their bodies yet, just appreciating the magnitude of that moment.

She was the one that started moving. Slow, deep movements, up and down. Soon, Rick joined her and put his hands on either side of her waist giving a boost to her moves.

Kate changed her position, trying to get more comfortable, and leaned on her knees, her legs holding his. Rick gasped as she pressed her internal walls around him while doing so. She kept the movements controlled but rhythmic, on and on and on. Rick raised one hand and began to massage her breasts. He stopped when she let escape a particularly loud moan and began to observe the scene, the woman in front of him.

It was a scene that he knew it would never be erased from his memory. Her hair was still damp, part of it on her face, another part falling by her shoulders or clinging to her neck. Her eyes, darker than he ever saw, fixed on his. Her red lips... Her mouth ajar... Her naked torso... And the two of them connected, moving as one.

Catching her completely by surprise and eliciting a squeal from her, he turned them on bed, being on top again.

-I just made Katherine Beckett scream in bed?

Kate laced his fingers through his hair and brought her face millimeters to his.

-If this is the only way you will get me to scre...

The rest of the sentence was choked in her throat when, in response, he gave a strong thrust into her. Rick lifted his torso, looked down at her and smiled cocky.

She placed one of her legs around his, propping the other foot on the bed, opening up more to him. They got back to move against each other, now with more vigor. She pulled him by the neck to kiss him, the movements of their bodies causing a mess of lips, tongues and saliva. She gave up and directed her mouth to his neck, running her tongue along the way to his shoulder and then biting the place, making him grunt and give a strong and deep push. Her eyes closed shut and a moan left her chest with the thrill.

Their movements increased in velocity and shortly after Rick felt her approaching climax and slowed down, almost leaving completely her heat with each move. She lifted her hips from the bed, anxious, trying to regain the pace and the closeness and arched her back as she felt his lips going to her breasts.

He noticed her hand moving down to where they were united and the vision of her touching herself clouded any intent of making them last a little longer. He sped up his poundings, lifted his thorax and leaned on his knees trying to get a better angle and, at the same time, a good view of her.

It did not take long for her breathing to accelerate even more and the pressure in her abdomen to become unbearable. The first waves reached the area where they were connected and she released a muffled cry. Rick felt her orgasm hitting her hard and it ignited his own.

He gave one last long push into her and then let his head fall on her chest, both undoing in pleasure. When her breathing calmed down and the relaxation came, he raised his head and looked at her.

Kate was smiling at him. A smile that he didn't know yet and that he didn't want anyone else to know, no other man. A smile of pure... satisfaction.

Rick leaned in and they kissed affectionately for a while, until he ended it with one last peck, got up and went to the bathroom.

When he returned, Kate was lying already underneath the blanket on his bed. She had her eyes closed and an expression of serenity in her face that he had not seen for a long time. He climbed in bed by her side, got himself comfortable and then, unable to control himself, caressed her face. He was surprised when felt her getting closer, one arm hugging him by the waist and her face arranging a place in the gap of his neck.

They sighed, happy, in sync. He closed his eyes and soon they were both fast asleep, together, as should always have been.

Next chapter: Morning after

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Gabs.