Alright all, here's all you need to know before delving into this story. It's going to get kinky. It'll involve threesomes and more and will include slash (AKA M/M/F and M/M/M/F). If that is not something you wish to read about, please exit stage right.
Second, I do not own Castle, I simply watch it and write these lovely little stories that take over my mind.
Finally, this story is loosely based off of a kink meme from this past winter; once it becomes clear Castle will be around for a while, they initiate him to the team by their usual ritual for new team members, each taking their turn. You should also check out Twisha's story Initiation, because it's awesome, and is also based on the same premise. However, this one will have a decidedly different feeling to it than her's. Also, before you ask, yes I've spoken with her and have permission to write and publish this story.
Now please enjoy!
Castle sucked in a deep breath and then released it slowly, trying to dispel his nerves as he stood in front of Kate Beckett's door.
As the team had been packing up to head home from the precinct earlier that day, she had turned to him and invited him to her place for a 'team bonding exercise'.
If spending time outside of the precinct with Beckett wasn't enough to get his heart pumping faster than average, the strange look in her eye, as if she were assessing him, while she extended the invitation definitely would have done the trick.
Besides, team bonding? What the hell is that?
Finally deciding there is only one way to find out, Castle inhales again and raises his hand, pulling his fingers into a fist at the same time before knocking on her door in three short percussive bursts.
His pulse pounds in his ears as he waits… and waits.
It seems like forever, but in reality, probably isn't more than thirty seconds before Beckett herself pulls the door open, a small smile adorning her lips.
"Hey" he greets as he glances past her to see Ryan and Esposito seated on the couch in the sitting room just inside the doorway.
"Hi Castle, come in." she says, that same look as earlier now gracing her features as she steps aside, giving him space to enter her home.
He takes a look around noticing just how much her personality shines through in this place before his attention returns to the detectives, now all three seated on the couch, side-by-side. They've all changed since leaving the precinct and are dressed casually.
The guys are wearing jeans and t-shirts while Beckett has black leggings and an old NYPD hoodie on. He feels somewhat overdressed in his button-down and slacks but he doesn't have time to dwell on it as Beckett motions to the chair set across from the couch.
It seems a little out of place with the rest of her décor and he finds himself wondering if this is how the chair is always placed as he sits and looks up at Beckett, it's clear to him that she's running this show.
She seems to be deliberating for a moment and looks to the men on either side of her before turning to him again.
"Castle, we asked you over here tonight to take part in our version of team bonding. You may have noticed that we are an exceptionally tight-knit group and there's a reason for that. In order for you to join my team fully, you'll need to take part as well, but ultimately it will be your choice. Be warned however, that if you choose not to partake, you will never be a member of this team, regardless of what the mayor may say."
He didn't know what to make of her little speech. The butterflies that had resided in his stomach as he stood outside her door had now exploded into full blown anxiety as he tried to figure out what was really going on here. He thought he'd been on her team for the last month, but now he was being told that he wasn't?
Beckett continued to make direct eye contact with him, which was unnerving to say the least, and it appeared as if she was waiting for a reply. What was she saying again? Oh, right, he had a choice whether to do this or not. What was he supposed to be doing?
"What do I have to do?"
Images of all number of initiation ceremonies he'd seen in books and movies throughout his life passed through his mind's eye as he waited for her response, along with several new possibilities that were borne entirely from his own imagination.
A smirk curved her luscious lips as she looked at him, as if reading his mind.
"We aren't a college sorority Castle" she reminded him, her smirk growing wider.
"We're fully grown adults, with very different needs and agendas. My team's way of remaining close is by providing for one of those basic needs. Can you guess which one that may be?"
And there's that calculating look again, but this time, instead of just staring directly into his eyes, her hazel orbs slowly travel down the length of his body from the top of his head to the soles of his feet back up again.
Did Kate Beckett really just check him out?
He glanced to Ryan and Esposito on either side of her, as if asking the men for help, but both of them were watching him impassively, as if they didn't have an opinion on the matter.
"Um, getting supper together? Are we going to cook something?" he asks, deciding the play it safe.
"Espo, do you know how to cook?" Beckett asks, finally turning to address her junior detective.
The Hispanic man scoffs and shakes his head, "Nothing doesn't come out of a box."
"What about you Ryan?"
"Well, I can grill a mean burger but that's about it."
"I guess that's a no to cooking supper Castle. Any more guesses?"
He looking from one person to the next, waiting for someone to give him a clue as to what he was supposed to say, but they were trained to have unreadable expressions, and no one was providing him with any help.
Finally, he mutely shakes his head, all of his normal bravado abandoning him in this moment of confusion and nervousness. He feels like a child again, being scolded by a teacher for not having the right answer to the problem set in front of him.
"Then let me give you a little hint. Remember when I told you that you had no idea?"
And just like that he was lost in a memory of Beckett sauntering away from him, her hips swaying enticingly as her unique scent lingered in his nose.
"I'll take that as a yes." Oh, and now she was laughing at him. Great. Just great. What was he missing?
"Castle, the boys and I have a very unique relationship. Here, in this place, we are free to connect with one another on a physical level as equals. If you choose to join us, you will know exactly what you have been missing."
Was she really saying what he thought she was? Connecting on a physical level, that sounded like…
"Rick, the three of us engage in a sexual relationship on a regular basis. Right now, at this moment, you have the option to join us. If you choose not to do so, you will never be truly accepted as a member of my team."
Castle collapsed back into his chair completely flummoxed. Really? This had really been happening the entire time he knew them and he'd never even suspected, and now they wanted him to join in. Was he dreaming?
The detectives just watched him, as if knowing that he needed a moment to process what he had just been told. They probably did know.
"How- How long has this been going on?" was the first question of the hundreds that were running through his mind to leave his mouth.
"Since I was a rookie." Beckett spoke once again. "I then introduced the boys much the same way I was. Similar to this right now."
"What happens in this apartment stays in this apartment bro" Esposito finally speaks up, levelling his dark stare on the writer and Castle can't help but feel the veiled threat inherent in the man's comment and so he nods his understanding.
"So if I choose not to join you-"
"Then you will never be a true member of my team. I can't make you leave the 12th, but only I can say if you are actually one of us."
The thought of being at the precinct but not being a part of the group seated in front of him was daunting, but at the same time, he wasn't so sure about this. If it was just Beckett, well, he'd agree in a heartbeat. He'd even had a threesome before, but that had been with two other women. He had never had sex with another man, nor really felt the inclination to. Was it really worth all this just to remain at the precinct?
Sure, he was hoping that someday Beckett would give him a chance to take her out, and after she had opened up to him about her mother's murder, he had thought they'd been getting closer. He even enjoyed helping them solve the murders and the place was a goldmine of inspiration for his books. He just didn't know if he could do this.
Seeming to sense his indecision, Beckett spoke again.
"You will get the option, for the first time only if you so choose, to only watch. After that though, you must be a participating member. This option is only open to you if you decide to go through with joining our team, however."
Once again his gaze tripped from one set of eyes to the next, clear blue, to chocolate brown, to mystifying hazel.
As their gazes meet, she asks the question, "So what's it going to be Castle, are you in, or are you out?"
First of all, how did you like this little introduction, does it seem to make enough sense? I promise we'll get to the fun part soon, but before that happens, I need your help. See, originally I planned to only write a couple chapters with the four of them and finish this story off, but somehow I got hijacked by this idea of having Castle watch Beckett, Ryan, and Esposito first before joining in. What do you guys think, should I stick with the original idea and just do the entire group, or should I split it up into two completely separate scenes? That isn't to mean I will only do one scene with the entire team regardless of which route this story takes, it all depends on how inspired I am to write throughout this process. I need your opinions on this one and then I'll get the next chapter out to you soon.
