AN: Hi everyone! This is another little random idea I had. Its bordering on M and may get there if I continue it. But there's nothing explicit in this chapter, just an implication of a bed....lol. Anyway, if you want to see more I'll see what I can do. Just let me know
His lips reached hers and he bit down on her lower lip a little harder than he should have. She didn't seem to mind though as a gasp escaped her. He felt her part her lips and allow him entrance, allowing him to probe around with his tongue. He sucked her lower lip and another sigh escaped from those now bright red lips. He couldn't help but smile.
He trailed his warm, wet kisses down her jaw, to her neck. He found the spot, HIS spot. He had claimed it the moment he found it, if only in his head. Biting down there, ever so lightly, caused her lips to lift from the bed and her back to arch with pleasure. He did it twice, just to be a tease. He let his tongue wipe over the now red spot, soothing the hurt he'd caused. Her hands went to his hair and dug in, to the point that it was almost painful. He left a peck on top of that red spot before continuing southward.
A grin formed on his face when he remembered she still had on her pants. And in them were her handcuffs. He went back up to the spot on her neck and bit down gently again. This time, when her body reacted he lifted the cuffs out of the small of her back. She didn't seem to notice, or rather, she didn't seem to care. He grinned again.
He moved back to her mouth and simultaneously lifted her hands above her head. He kissed her deeply, and just as he was about to break away, he cuffed her to the headboard….
"Uh oh." Castle's head popped up to see Ryan and Esposito looking entirely too happy for his comfort. "Looks like writer boy is up to something again." Ryan finished, laughing just a little.
"Just doing some paper work." Castle said, trying to fain innocence.
"Castle, you're not a cop. You revel in handing all the paper work off to us. Its 'so not the cool part of the job'." Esposito said, crossing his arms across his chest.
"So, if he's not doing paperwork…." Ryan started
"And he is writing….."
"And he won't tell us what it is….." Ryan looked menacingly over at Castle. The distraction was just long enough to Esposito to pull the pad out from under him.
"HEY!" Castle yelled, but conceded defeat. There was no point. They were going to find some way to read it, no matter what he did. And if it made its way into a book, everyone would read it. including, he assumed, Beckett herself.
Ryan and Esposito were enthralled, almost drooling over the page. Castle was trying to hide his embarrassment and look nonchalant by turning away. Consequently, no one saw Beckett walk up behind tweedle dee and tweedle dumb.
"What are we looking at?" She said, her head between the two men. She raised her coffee cup to her lips with an interested look at the paper before them.
Ryan and Esposito's heads whipped around, a guilty look on their face. Castle suddenly was off his chair, ready to snatch the paper away. All three responded with a rousing "Nothing!"
"Hmmm. Hand it over." She said. The two detectives shook their heads frantically. "I said hand it over. NOW." He held her hand out to them. "I can put the two of you on desk duty the rest of the week." She threatened, an eyebrow raised. The two winced, looked at Castle apologetically and handed the pad over to her. She looked at it for a moment, took another sip of her coffee and walked around to her chair. Castle covered his face with his hands.
"May I remind you that you said to keep myself busy while you did your paperwork." He said sullenly. She looked over at him to find his face beet red. She cocked an eyebrow his direction.
"Why did you feel the need to say that?" she asked?
"Because you carry a gun." He said simply, peeking from between his fingers. He closed them fast when he saw her puzzled expression.
She furrowed her brow and opened the pad again to the first page. She scanned over it and recognized that this must be a scene Castle had been working on. She started from the beginning, raising her coffee to her lips once again.
Nikki and Rook appeared to have just finished a case. They'd gone out for drinks, ending in Nikki flirting and Rook sending sly smiles over her way. When she read that Nikki took her pointed toed boot and moved it slowly up Rook's leg, she glanced over at Castle. He was watching her hesitantly, still hiding behind his hands.
It didn't take long for the scene to leave the bar and enter what she would guess was Rook's apartment. If it was Nikki's, it was sorely out of character. She continued reading to find hands roaming and clothing falling to the floor. She felt her face pink as she scowled, but she didn't dare to look over at Castle, or Ryan and Esposito for that matter. She just continued on.
Nikki apparently had a sweet spot on her neck. Kate's pink face went to crimson as she realized she had one exactly there. How had he known that? And from there it all went down hill. Handcuffs were pulled out of pants and then……she turned the page. The scene ended.
She sat back in her seat, raised her coffee to her mouth and took a deep breath. She put her hands on the desk in front of her, flat palmed. She raised herself off her chair slowly. She saw movement as Ryan and Esposito turned away from her. They'd seen that look before and it meant someone was going to incur the wrath of Beckett and they didn't want it to be them.
She walked down the hallway slowly, her hips swaying slightly as she walked. Castle peeked through his fingers again to find his gaze travel to her ass. As if sensing his attention she barked "CASTLE. CONFERENCE ROOM. NOW." He gulped and stood slowly.
"What's gonna happen when we get there?" he asked slowly, fear tingeing the edges of his voice.
"I'll decide when I get there." She said, her voice sounded strange to his ears. It was lower, angrier and yet more sexy than he'd ever heard her sound.