I DO NOT OWN CASTLE! I wish I did, man I wish I did, but I don't
Kate knocked on the door, her heart pounding and her body shivering from the amount of time she spent outside in the rain. When he opened the door, a smile covered his face and that boyish look she couldn't resist was shining through. But then he saw Kate standing there, and everything changed. Kate noticed how his eyes turned cold, and his body stiffened at the sight of her.
"Beckett what do you want?" His voice was cold hearted and emotionless. His eyes burned into hers, and Kate felt herself begin to crawl back into the hole she had worked so hard to get out of.
"You"
Seeing Castle begin to back away from her, Kate quickly closed the space between and pressed her lips to his. She kept her hands on his shoulders, not wanted to break the contact she had with him right now.
"I'm so sorry Castle," She said, touching her forehead to his, and keeping her hands on his neck and shoulders, "I'm so sorry."
"I'm so sorry Castle."
She tried to kiss him again, to kiss away all the pain she had caused him over these past four years. But he took her wrists and pushed her away. He looked at her with confusion, and saw the tears streaking her already wet face.
"What happened?"
Beckett flicked her wet hair away from her face, showing him that she wasn't hiding anymore and that she had broken down those walls.
"He got away, and I didn't care," the corners of her lips tightened a little bit as she smiled at that fact.
"I almost died today, and all I could think about was you," she said shaking her head slightly and looking deep into his eyes, giving him all the truth she had.
"I just want you."
Leaning in, she opened her mouth and was about to kiss him, before changing her mind and retreating and putting her forehead almost to his. She pulled back, and dragged her fingers lightly over his lips. His look was a mix of emotions. She could see hurt, anger, confusion, sadness, but she also saw all that she needed to have a little bit of hope; love.
Lightning crackled and light up the room, and his face, illuminating the bags under his eyes from lack of sleep. He lunged at her.
Pushing her, they slammed the door shut with such force Beckett thought she felt it bend beneath their weight. His lips forced themselves upon hers, taking all his anger and hurt and love out on her at that very moment. Opening her mouth, she allowed his tongue into her mouth, both of them dancing around each other. Some people would think that this was a more lustful moment then a loving moment, but they had waited so long that everything was just pouring out at once.
She grasped the back of his head, pulling herself closer to him even though they were close enough. Tilting his head, he allowed himself more access to Beckett than he thought he would ever get. He left her lips, and trailed his mouth along her jaw, dragging his tongue along and nipped every once and awhile. He made his way down her jaw, to her ear, and to her neck, taking in as much as he could. While he was distracting himself with her neck, she arched into him and grabbed his shoulders, the love she had for him was almost uncontainable and she didn't know how she had held it in for so long.
He found her lips again, and they again began to kiss uncontrollable, both taking control and following the movements, both showing the other how much they needed the other. Again he went back to her neck, and she dragged her hand across his back to his neck, directing him back to her lips.
Then he did what Kate knew had to happen. He kissed her wound, that mark on her chest that would never go away, that mark that would always tell Castle how close she had come to leaving him and going to the other side, the mark that had almost torn them apart more than once and someone always brought them back together, the mark that needed healing for both of them.
At first she stiffened at the touch of his lips, but then she thought to herself that it needed to be done, and that this would be a way for him to get closer. He popped the first few buttons of her shirt and stared at it, like he became frozen at the sight of it. Guiding his hand, Beckett placed it in between her breasts and left it there, and then found his lips again. This time they didn't kiss as fiercely, this kiss was slower, and showed more of the love they each had for the other. After the kiss Kate smiled, and looked up at him, and for the first time ever, he could see right into her.
Grabbing his hand, she looked at him and pulled him along with her, always.
So, how'd I do? I want to keep going, but I don't know if you guys would rather I just leave it like this. Let me know? Hope you all enjoyed it, please review as it's one of my first stories!
