Disclaimer – I do not own the story, the characters, or even the actors (if I did, right now I'd be married with Mr. Castle ^^).
Pairing – Kate Beckett/Richard Castle
A/N – I wrote it for a collection of kisses, following the prompt "castles in the sand". Reading 'castles', I immediately thought about 'building a castle in the sand', and 'Mr and Mrs Castle rolling in the sand', so I wrote… this. It's horrible, but it sounds better in English than in Italian.
Please, review me, and… be evil XD
Losing Control
"Come on, Beckett! Do something! Why can't you lose control, like anybody else? What else could you do in such a wonderful place?"
Kate doesn't answer. She stares at him and watches him running across the beach as a child. Not a smile, nor a laugh. She stares and does nothing. She thinks. She thinks, and asks herself how can he lose control in such a fast way.
Yeah, he can. He's Castle.
He lies on the ground, he plays with the sand, he tries to build a castle. He has turned himself into a child.
Do you want me to lose control, Rick? I can lose control. I can lose it faster and better than you.
Her shirt and her trousers fall to the ground, slowly and silently. She joins the man and kisses him, giving him one of her kisses, something she knows he likes.
Less slowly, less silently, he embraces her and makes her fall on the ground. He's the leader again now, as he knows she likes.
Laughing, kissing, embracing each other they destroy the little castle he built.
Who cares? They are the Castles, right now.
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