Always

Summary: Starts right after Castle s04 e23 "Always" – thus the title. But it is also the sequel to "Comfort"! :o)

***Please note the rating. It's not pornographic, but definitely a little smutty. I couldn't help it, after their incredibly hot make-out sesh against Castle's door. :o)***

She took his hand and led him right trough the living room and the office towards his bedroom. He stopped shortly at his expensive multimedia board, as if to reflect what he's done earlier, but she wouldn't have none of this grief now. She was a woman on a mission.

When they reached his bed she turned around and kissed him passionately again. Their hands started to roam all over their bodies and Rick couldn't help but take his time to open another one of her buttons and put a soft kiss between her breasts right upon her bullet hole scar.

Kate shivered with anticipation. In spite of that she still didn't felt much around the area of her scar tissue, she knew where his mouth was. It was so near where she wanted it to be. So hot and wet and driving her crazy. She took his face between her hands and kissed him again on the lips, running her tongue over them, begging for entrance.

When she entered his mouth with her tongue again, Rick almost lost it. Right there and then. He wondered how long he would be able to withhold it when they would really get started. But after all they were finally releasing the tension form almost four years, how were any of them supposed to last long? And they had so much time now, until lunchtime the next day to be exact, he could make up for it later.

While he thought about his stamina, Kate had already opened the buttons of his button-down shirt, and was fumbling with his belt. And although he wanted to take things slow, regarding to his plan, when she reached inside of his pants all his gentleman-like intentions were gone with the wind. His plan didn't work out anyway, because he wanted to do this without tears involved and this was already in vain. He still felt her wet checks under his hands and tasted the salt from her tears on her lips.

They both released a breath they didn't know they were holding and when Kate looked him deeply in the eyes and smiled happily at him, he just let himself fall onto his bed, tugging her along. They lay there beside each other, kissing feverishly, and he took the opportunity to open her buttons and reached behind her to open her bra as well.

She sat and shrugged her blouse off the bra falling down her arms. When she threw both clothes away and made Rick's shirt follow straight, he grabbed her and tuned them so that he was lying on top of her. When he took her in, laying there with her wet hair sprawled all over his cushion – his cushion in his bed – her breasts fitting into his palms perfectly he almost panicked and closed his eyes for a moment. He thought for a moment that this was only one of his frequent dreams and she would be gone again as soon as he opened his eyes.

"Rick? Everything ok?" she murmured.

"Yeah… Just… Too good to be true…" he whispered back.

They got rid their pants soon and he positioned himself right before her entrance. Another deep look into each other's eyes and they knew this was the right thing. This was what they were heading to all those four years. Since their first case, since she whispered her "You have no idea" into his ear. This was what was supposed to happen. The inevitable. And they both couldn't wait any longer.

When he entered her it was slow and tender, both of them smiling and never losing eye contact. Only when he was fully inside her and gave her a moment to adjust to his size (the papers had definitely not been exaggerating about that) they both closed their eyed and just enjoyed the feeling of each other, inside and around each other and perfectly fitting like two pieces of a jigsaw puzzle.

Made for each other.

And when Rick climaxed after just a few trusts into her, because he just couldn't hold out any longer as the reality was so very much better than his fantasies, they were both floating on cloud nine, drowning in each others' pleasure.

"You were right…" Rick murmured after he regained his breath again. "I really had no idea…"

When he woke up he was confused for the instant of a moment. Like those times, when you know something big, something important has happened, but can't recall exactly what it was. Only that it was important.

And then it hit him.

He reached over to the other side of the bed and for a moment the panic came crawling back inside his mind, the panic that he just dreamed all of it, that she was gone. And yes, she was gone, she was no longer inside his bed. But he could smell her all over. And he smelled something else…

Something like…

"Pancakes!"

"Kate?"

"Yeah. And I have brought you pancakes."

"You know what they mean, right?"

"Yeah. Yeah, I know."

They ate inside his bed, cuddled up against each other. She not only made him pancakes, she also found strawberries in his fridge and a little vanilla-ice-cream. And whipped cream. Of course she brought a lot of whipped cream.

"Let's use the cream for something different, love."

"Love?"

"Not okay?"

"Oh. No. It's ok. Sounds nice."

"Huh? That coming from you? The tough detective Beckett?"

"Uhm… Actually Castle… I have to tell you something…"

"No, not now. Enough talking. I want to have my wicked way with you again."

"No, Rick. This is important. Gates ordered me into her office yesterday and…"

"I don't need to know Kate. I don't want to know what happened yesterday at all. You told me you nearly died. I don't want to think about it now. You know my imagination. I don't want to think about that I wasn't there to save you and…"

"Shush, Rick. It's ok. I'm here."

"Yeah, you're here. And that's all I need to know now."

"But I…"

The loud bang of the front door to the loft interrupted Kate's sentence.

"Richard? Are you home?"

"Oh no, mother. Not now." he growled.

"Let's get dressed, Rick. We'll talk later then."

"Please..."

"Please what?" she asked amused by his lack of words.

"Please stay like this. I just love the sight of you in my shirt. You can have sweatpants from me, too. And I don't want you to wear anything else.

Ever. Again."

A/N: I've got the next chapters already outlined and I am planning to post one each week. Maybe every Monday, so it'll be still a Castle-Monday during the summer hiatus. ;o)

I have never ever written smut before, so please tell me, what did you think? Ok? Eeew? Not detailed enough? Too detailed? Some feedback would be really great and helpful.