A/N: Ohai! Since I discovered comment_fic I've been writing for prompts like crazy. It's so much fun. And now, since I, y'know, adore the Castle-fandom I'll just post some of them up on here. If any of you, dear readers, have prompts you'd like me to try, go right ahead. So far I've only tried prompts including Castle and Beckett but I could try Ryan and Esposito too. Or other chara's. Well, you know what I mean. I hope you'll like this story and the ones to come and that someone here will review and give me more prompts to work on ^^
Disclaimer: If I owned Castle, they wouldn't be solving many murder cases. Just saying.
Prompt: Castle, Castle/Beckett, "Oh, you've been bad."
Beckett threw her head back and laughed, the sound amusing Castle. It wasn't often he heard her laugh like this, like she was genuinely happy. He wondered why, but he didn't really care so much. All he knew right now was that he yearned to hear that sound again. Or any other sound of hers, really.
He leaned over the desk seperating them and stared in her eyes, daring to give her a look that clearly said he wanted her. Normally she'd give him her patented glare in return but now, she didn't even bother with that. She just stared back, arms crossed, and raised an eyebrow, silently asking what he would do next.
He, actually, hadn't thought much about that. Heck, he was even surprised he had gotten this far! Beckett usually thwarted his attempts at flirting/asking her out immediately, can you really blame the poor guy? Anyway, right now he finally had an opportunity and he was letting it go to waste. He usually was so good with words, how come he wasn't now?
Beckett, obviously annoyed with his lack of initiative, pushed herself up from her chair and walked towards him, perching on the corner of her desk, the exact same way Castle always did. She leaned towards him and he had the urge to back off, almost thinking he had done something wrong.
'Oh, you've been bad, Castle. And you know what we do with bad boys?'
That shouldn't have sounded as sexy as it did. Castle had a hard time thinking straight.
'You find them and throw them in jail?' If Kate Beckett would be after him he would so consider murdering someone. Probably she didn't realise - even he hadn't realized it until a few weeks ago - but Beckett doing her job was completely hot. Especially when she caught the one who'd done it.
'Almost right, Rick.' She /never/ called him Rick. Well, she had done so one or two times. When they had just met. 'I give them what they deserve.'
She leaned forward even more and captured his lips in a heated kiss. He responded (finally) by pulling her down on his lap. Her fingers locked themselves in his hair and his arms wrapped around her waist, hoping that she wouldn't change her mind. He had waited so long for this...
'Castle!'
He heard a loud thud as Beckett slammed her fist on the desk.
'We are here to solve a murder case. Not so you can daydream. Now either pay attention or go home.'
He heard Ryan and Esposito snicker as she turned around and focused on the murder board again. Castle tried his hardest to pay attention, he really did. But he couldn't ignore the way he completely, utterly wanted Beckett. There was just no way around it. He wanted her and he knew she wanted him too. Now if only she would let go of her damn pride...