Disclaimer: If Castle were mine, it would be one big 24/7 orgy of hotness... just sayin'. (see profile for a REAL disclaimer)
A/N: Written for day two of Mini NaNo WriMo over on LJ! Also, this is my first attempt at m/m slash, so go easy on me? :P
Javier's head was spinning, leaving him weightless in a blurry ocean of people and information, limbs completely helpless to do anything but follow whatever path was laid out for him.
It was strange really- one moment he'd been running down a dark alley, terrified that something was chasing him, and the next he was seated on Ryan's roadkill couch, completely entranced by the way his partner's hips shook to the beat of some random techno song. His muscular legs and chest were bare, pale skin dusted by a liberal helping of freckles, and the only thing he wore was a shiny, red thong.
Javi should've been repulsed by such a sight, or at least he had a niggling suspicion that he was supposed to feel that way. But, honestly, he couldn't stop staring. Sure, he'd seen Kevin in the locker room at the station, but it's not like he'd ever really paid attention to his body or anything before. And, this... well- the way his heart raced and his mouth suddenly went dry- he wasn't quite sure what to think.
His gaze began to wander, studying the surprising breadth of Ryan's shoulders and the small dusting of hair on his chest. He imagined how they'd feel pressed together, that tempting skin burning through the layers of clothes he still wore, warmth melting into him like dripping ice on a hot day. His hands would rest on a slim waist, the clean scent of aftershave permeating his senses, and he'd actually allow himself to enjoy the contact for a change- to linger. It was only when he finally caught sight of the other man's mouth, his brow furrowing in confusion, that he froze. Ryan had fangs.
In the blink of an eye, his partner was in his lap, trapping him against the cushions with his legs, arms pinned behind him with one strong hand. His heart almost stopped. Once electric blue eyes were now filled with flecks of gold and brown, and his skin seemed to sparkle in the late afternoon sunlight streaming in through the windows nearby.
Ryan leaned in and nuzzled his jaw, causing him to jump and tense, "Dude, what the hell happened to you?"
He was seriously taking this Twilight thing a little too far. It was beginning to freak him out.
"What do you think happened?" he teased, sucking Javier's earlobe between his lips just hard enough to make his breath hitch.
"Did you, uh-" hips ground down into his and he groaned, fear only feeding the tension building within him, "did you go back and take that sleazy guy up on his offer?"
Ryan smirked and leaned back just enough for their noses to bump, lips just barely brushing over his, eyes almost black now, "What do you think?"
Time froze. A strange calm rolled through him even as Ryan gripped the collar of his shirt, tugging until the first four buttons popped off and sharp teeth sank into the crook of his neck, warmth dripping down the front of his chest...
Esposito gasped, terrified as he woke, clutching his neck like he expected to find a bloody wound. He was fine of course, not a mark on him, but that didn't stop his pulse from racing, or the heavy tightness that he felt throbbing between his legs.
"Oh, God..." he groaned, feeling his cheeks heat in embarrassment as he pulled a pillow over his head, "What the fuck was that?"
End.