Fill for Kink Meme 2013
Rating: M (Definite smut)
Prompt: One night early on in their relationship, Castle can't get it up, how do they respond? It also helps fill prompt requests for Kate reassuring Castle that she finds him sexy and for slow sex as they fall asleep.
Time Frame: The prompt called for early season 5, but I went with current time, around or post 6x10.
Disclaimer: Not mine…belong to Andrew Marlowe and ABC…just letting them have a bit of fun.
Beckett falls to the bed without a whisper of disappointment escaping her lips. She looks to her partner, his face dejected and ashamed. "I'm broken…we broke me." The words are released from his mouth in a joking manner, but he is nothing if not serious about their current predicament.
"Castle, you're not broken." Beckett rolls her eyes and leans her body into is his, placing a tender kiss to his jaw.
"Of course I'm broken. What else explains this? I have never had this problem before." The exasperation flooding from within him.
Beckett pushes her hands across Castle's broad chest. She traces small circles around his nipples and places soft kisses along his collarbone. "You just need to relax. It has been a long day." She answers without raising her eyes, instead content to continue her worshipping of his neck and torso.
Relax…relax, how can I relax when you are naked, wet, and waiting? I don't understand my issue!" He pushes himself up against the headboard stopping her actions. "You are lying here sexy as hell and I…I...I can't get it up." His voice shrieks, tinged with a layer of self-loathing.
Kate nudges her way up the bed and angles her body along his side. "Babe, it is okay. It is nothing to be ashamed of, it happ…" Castle interjects before she has a chance to finish her comforting.
"Kate, if you say it happens to a lot of guys…I swear…" He answers in growl.
"I know this is bothering you…it is not exactly how I saw the evening going either." She pauses, her eyes locking with his. "But, it does happen and it is okay."
"Okay…it is most certainly not okay." Castle bounds out of the bed, pacing back and forth, his arms flailing in the air. "Kate…this is what I have…this is what I'm good at." He stops, stares straight at her and continues. "Yesterday morning…I found a grey hair…A GREY HAIR!" he screeches.
Kate sits silently on the bed, staring because she has absolutely no idea what to say to him. Her silence doesn't seem to faze Castle because he continues to bellow his insecurities. "I have grey hair…my abs are basically non-existent anymore…I have an almost twenty year old daughter…and now…now I can't even get it up! You might as well take this old horse out and shoot him."
"Enough", Kate scolds. "I have heard enough of this." Before she can continue Castle begins again.
"Kate…you are gorgeous…breath-taking. You are in phenomenal shape and you…why the hell would you want an old guy who can't even please you?"
Kate reaches out and pulls Castle down onto the bed beside her. "First of all, this grey hair that you supposedly have…" Castle's hands immediately reach for the left side of his scalp above his ear. He points to a small, lonely grey hair. Unless you were hunting with a magnifying glass it would have been almost impossible for anyone to see.
Kate rolls her eyes and starts again. "Like I was saying, this grey hair that you have…it is a fact of life. You are forty-two years old. Men in their twenties have grey hair. Be glad you have such a magnificent head of hair." Her mouth forms with her radiant smile. "Besides, you are a millionaire…I think you can afford a few bottles of Grecian." Kate giggles as she runs her finger along his jawbone.
"Having an almost twenty year old daughter…that has nothing to do with this so…so you can't use that in your "old man freak-out". This receives a chuckle from both Kate and Castle. "As for your non-existent abs…well I never knew you to have any so I can't miss them. I am more than happy…more than attracted to the body that you do possess." Kate begins to touch Castle as she highlights her favorite features. "Your broad chest provides an amazing, warm pillow for me to sleep against. I love the way your strong biceps move me like I am weightless and the security I feel when I fall asleep in them. Your ass…well I have spent the last six years staring at that." She laughs, slapping her hand softly against his bare ass.
"So…this leaves us with this evening's dilemma. Which I was going to straighten out quite easily before you started your freak-out." Kate chuckles. Castle turns, raising an eyebrow in question. "You have a mouth…don't you." Kate whispers.
Castle gulps, his eyes turning black. "Yes, yes I do." He responds. Kate scoots backward, lying out on the bed. Castle takes in her marvelous figure laying open for him on their bed. The thought hits him that most nights he would be impossibly hard at this moment, but he doesn't let this thought get to him. He slowly moves himself onto the bed, angling his body over Kate. "I knew you would like my idea." Kate smiles, her voice deep in anticipation.
Castle leans down placing soft kisses along her collarbone. He follows slowly down her chest, worshipping each breast. Suckling her nipples into his mouth and raking the hardened numbs across his teeth. Kate moans in pleasure, rolling her hips as he works his way south. Castle peppers open, wet kisses to her flat stomach, swiping his tongue into her navel. He continues further, running his tongue along the creases of her thighs. Castle inhales deeply, taking in the sweet and musky smell of Kate's arousal. He places a hand at the top of her mound, parting her folds so that he can take in the glistening coating that has pooled between her legs. Castle takes a swipe across her slit. His tongue briefly touches her clit causing her to moan and wiggle in pleasure. Castle moves his arm to hold her in place as he goes to work on her. He pulls her clit into his mouth and suckles on the bundle of nerves. Moving his tongue lower, he presses into her heat, setting a steady pace. Kate is humming her approval, her juices continually coating his tongue. He moves Kate's legs over his shoulders so that he can bury his face further into her heat. He places two fingers inside and starts a faster pace. Castle returns his lips to her huge, throbbing clit causing Kate to moan and writhe harder underneath him. The moans get louder and louder.
"Ohh…ohhhhh. Suck it baby! Suck my clit hard!" Kate starts to scream. Her climax barreling on and Castle doesn't let up. "OH FUCK…OHH GOD…YESS…YESSS" Kate moans as her orgasm thrashes through her body. Castle slows his pumping and suckles softly on her clit as she rides out the last waves of her orgasm. He takes one last measured swipe of her slit, lapping up all she had to offer him.
Moaning and out of breath Kate whimpers, "Amazing…babe" She pulls him up to her lips, tasting herself on his tongue, her senses finally coming back to her. As Castle kisses her she notices that his little problem has morphed into a rather impressive and extremely hard erection. She smiles, "seems as though your mouth worked wonders for you as well."
"Yeah…if I never got it up again…I would be a very happy man burying my head in your pussy."
"Oh God, Castle." Her voice catches with arousal. "As much as I love that…I really want you in me now." Kate breaths out.
Castle parts Kate's folds and her arousal allows him to sink right into her heat, both grunting in approval at the wonderful sensations. Castle pulls out and pushes back in hard earning a moan of pleasure from Kate. He starts a steady rhythm, lowering his body closer to Kate's so that he can worship her mouth as he pleasures their bodies. Their tongues intertwine in a passionate duel as their hands are mapping and caressing slowly along each others bodies. The steady rhythm that Castle had built up lessens as they wrap their arms tighter around each other. Kate's movements begin to slow as Castle whispers his love into her ear. He continues to gently rock his hips into her. The soft slide of his erection in and out of her body sating Kate as she drifts off to sleep. With her body tight against his and her head asleep in his arms, he rocks slowly into her one last time, burying him deep and laying his head in her neck as he drifts off to sleep as well. When she wakes a few hours later, she is tightly wound in his arms and although he has softened, he is still buried in her and she couldn't be happier.
A/N: This prompt caught my interest because most of the stories on here tend to have Castle performing like a god (not that I'm complaining), but I thought it would be interesting to write him having an issue like a regular guy. What did you think?