Hey everyone, this is my first Castle story. I hope I do the characters justice! Thanks for stopping by ;) Set after S4 finale, but only includes the hook up - doesn't have to do with Joanna's murder.

Kate ran her fingers up Castle's chest, feeling the bumps of his skin and light sprinkling of hair covering his torso. He sighed next to her, and his blue eyes opened lazily, focusing on her sparkling green ones.

"Morning," she smiled.

Castle reached over to lay a gentle kiss on her lips, "Good morning to you." Castle watched her as she sat up a little, preparing to get out of bed.

Kate noticed Castle's eyes on her, and turned towards him, "What?" she smiled.

"You're beautiful," Castle said; sleep causing his voice to sound unusually gravelly.

Kate rolled her eyes, a smile playing on her lips, "Come on, we're going to be late."

Castle groaned loudly as he rolled over to the other side of the bed, "Aren't you just doing paperwork today?"

"Um, no. We are doing paperwork today," Kate said as she pulled a tank-top over her head. "Don't think you can stay in bed all day while I do all of the grunt work."

"Excuse me, but I did all of the grunt work last night. I think it's your turn," Castle said as he pulled himself out of bed.

Kate smirked, giving him a long look. "You have twenty minutes to get ready," she threw him a blue shirt. "Or else I'll be stuck at work all day - maybe even all night..."

Castle's eyes widened in mock fear, "We can't have that now, can we?"

"Come on, Castle," Kate said, leaving the bedroom.

"Hey, come back! Morning banter hasn't been this good since last Wednesday," Castle called after Kate, lighthearted disappointment lacing his words.

"Just wait until Saturday," Kate called from the kitchen.

"Oh, really?" Castle said to himself, raising his eyebrows mischievously.

He pulled some pants on and ducked his head under the bed to find the socks he had kicked under there the week before.

"What are you doing?" Kate asked, two coffee mugs in hand.

Castle lifted his head quickly at the sound of her voice, resulting in it slamming into the roof of the bed frame. "Ouch," he squeezed his eyes shut.

"You ok under there?" Kate asked.

"Yeah," Castle said, opening his eyes. "Hey, I found my socks," he said as he pulled back out from under the bed, holding them up.

Kate frowned, "Castle, I don't think those are - "

Castle dropped the balled up underwear with a look of disgust on his face, "Aah, ew."

"Those aren't mine," Kate remarked.

"Alexis!" Castle called, his face turning red.

"Dad, what?" Alexis came in, still half-asleep. "It's like seven in the morning, I'm supposed to be sleeping in today."

"You must have left something here when you were folding your laundry yesterday," Castle said, pointing to the underwear.

Alexis looked at Kate, then back at her dad. Her face quickly reddened, and she hurried to pick up the underwear, "Sorry."

Castle waited until his daughter had left the bedroom. "That was awkward."

"It's ok, Castle. You're just not used to seeing panties under your bed, right?" Kate teased.

"Not my daughter's," Castle grimaced dramatically.

"Ok, stop stalling and let's get going," Kate said with a sly smile.

"Yes, I know," Castle sighed, "Paperwork here I come."

"There you go, that's the spirit."

"Kill me now," he mumbled.

"What was that?"

"Nothing!"

Ok so there was a small taste of my writing style. Please let me know if you think the characters need tweaking, or of any errors. Like I said, I've never written Castle FanFiction so I'm still working out the kinks in writing Castle and Beckett. Most of all, please let me know if you'd like to read more!

Thanks again for reading :)