Enjoy the Silence
AN: So I wasn't going to write a post-Always fic…but then I heard this song for the first time in a long time and all I could do is picture round 1 for Beckett and Castle. So I had to write this. The song is "Enjoy the Silence" by Lacuna Coil. If you haven't heard of them check out this song or "Our Truth." They're pretty amazing.
Words like violence, break the silence, come crashing in, into my little world.
After they crash against the door lips locked and panting heavily into each other. They feel the tension and anticipation, but they don't speak or break the silent understanding that has fallen between them. When Kate grabs his hand and begins to lead him to his domain, his bedroom it's like something he's written. His imaginary own little world, but as he feels the blood pulsing through his veins, arousing and intoxicating he finally gets a grip on the fact that this isn't something he's imagined or written for Rook and Nikki, but this is in fact unfolding before him. Castle doesn't speak, afraid his voice will destroy the bubble that has been created at his door, but with realization he is spurred into action. He shuts the bedroom door behind him and begins his assault on her.
All I wanted all I needed is here in my arms.
Beckett doesn't know how Castle manages it, but he seems to be all over her and it feels like some of him is coursing through her veins. He finishes unbuttoning her shirt all while kissing her lips, savaging her neck sucking greedily on her pulse, lips traveling down her clavicle and then back up to her lips. Her arms are firmly wrapped around his neck playing with his hair while she moans and pants. Kate too comes to a realization. It's some kind of miracle, but Rick has accepted her paltry explanation. Now everything she wants is enfolded within her embrace. All she needs in this. Food, water, safety, all become secondary to Castle and oxygen. She resumes participation unbuttoning Castle's shirt and removing his pants. His hands wander her torso, wrapping around her waist, squeezing and teasing her flesh before wandering down to caress her thighs and ass before unbuttoning and peeling pants off. With only a thin layer of silk and cotton between them she can feel his hardness and Kate is definitely not disappointed. She can feel him twitch and grow even harder as she creates friction between the two and knows that he can feel the heat and wet arousal come in contact. He groans in her mouth before using his hands to still her rubbing. He removes her bra and takes one delicate and pinched tight nipple into his mouth and swirls his tongue and sucks. The breathy and high pitched panting moans serve only to encourage him to tease her harder and then perform the same treatment on her other breast. Kate is in a haze of lust but suddenly becomes desperate and determined not to come until he's buried deep inside her so she removes his boxers and begins to play with his long, thick, stiff cock. She focuses on the soft sensitive tip and feels the moisture that has seeped out. He groans and releases her breast and she stills her hand.
Words are very unnecessary, they can only do harm.
This has to be a record. Since they began kissing at the door Rick hasn't uttered a single syllable. As he slides the thong down her legs he still doesn't speak. Instead he pulls her roughly towards the bed and pushes her down coming to rest on top of her. He looks like he's about to say something, but Kate doesn't want the moment spoiled so she captures his mouth with hers. She kisses so thoroughly and slides her tongue into his mouth, completely distracting him. She's afraid to let him speak afraid he'll give more confessions of love when she's not ready for them. Kate has only just decided that this is what she wants and she couldn't handle listening to Rick tell her that he is in love with her. Those words would only cause harm, so Kate is willing to do anything she needs to belay them. She can feel his cock sliding against her repeatedly until she's desperate for some relief. She uses one had to stop his hips and then the other grabs his member and guides him to her entrance. He slides in deliciously slow taking his time to appreciate the feeling and to monitor her response. Kate's eyes lock with his and he comes to a stop, fully sheathed within the warm, wet, tightness that is Kate Beckett. His writer's mind tries to come up with an adequate description of the sensation, but finds himself unable to find the proper words. As Kate gives a small twist of her hips, causing him to brush the most sensitive spot within her and causing herself to moan and breathe heavier. He then decides that adjectives are unnecessary because they can't come close to describing this and will only ruin the memory by being inadequate. So instead when Kate twists again he begins to work them towards the ultimate goal. He pulls out of her as she rises to meet him a breathy whining coming from her throat. They establish a push-pull, give-take rhythm. It's fast but they're both so desperate at this point that it works for them. Rick feels the ripples flowing through Kate, squeezing him until he can feel the tightness in himself and he knows that he's close. As he works harder to not only hit, but rub the spot within Kate that seems to be the source of all her please he notes that her green eyes have suddenly lost focus. He hits the spot once more and her eyes return focus as her orgasm hits and all the muscles within her begin clamping and squeezing him tight as she cries out wordlessly and breaks down into panting moans. He nudges a little further into her as his own orgasm comes and he feels the hot pulses as he spills within her, groaning and biting back the three words that threaten to break free.
Enjoy the silence.
After they both break they lay in silence amazed by events that have transpired. Rick is still on top of her and inside her, softening until he slips out. He rolls off of her onto his back and opens his mouth to speak, but is kept quiet when Kate kisses him again and then turns sideways cuddling up to his chest and letting out a sigh as she tucks her head beneath his chin and closes her eyes. He doesn't make to speak again and they bask in the silent afterglow.
