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CASTLE

"Come and Find Me"

An Original Caskett Story

2013 by Patricia L. Givens

DAxilla

Jadzia7627

February 2013

Disclaimer #1: This story is an original work of fiction set in the pre-existing world of the TV show Castle. As such, many of the characters and references used within belong solely to ABC, Andrew Marlowe and TPTB. I didn't gain anything here, so don't sue me…(Unless of course my prosecutor would look like Alex Cabot…)

Disclaimer #2: All original characters and storylines contained herein belong to the author. (Like anyone else would claim them! ) This story may be archived upon request with the stipulation that it must be posted exactly as it was written, with all disclaimers intact.

Disclaimer #3: This story does depict a lovingly sexual relationship between a man and a woman. Shocking... yeah, I know. If this bothers you then... you might be wound a little too tight for the internet. Or is this a hobby? Like sparkly vampires and those creepy little dolls people collect? But anyway... if you are under the age of 18, please stop reading now! I don't want to have anything to do with your therapy bills! If this is illegal where you live... then... uh... where the fuck do you live anyway?

Dedication: This one is dedicated to the Bunneh. But then... all of them will be from now on...

An Important Note: PLEASE READ THIS! IT IS IMPORTANT! This is NOT femslash. Sorry... but even the straights get it right occasionally...

Spoilers for 3x22 To Love and Die in L.A. Up to the couch is canon. ;)

Come on in... the door is always open...

DAx =/\=

"I keep you in a flower vase
With your fatalism and your crooked face
With the daisies and the violet brocades
And I keep me in a vacant lot
In the ivy and forget-me-nots
Hoping you will come and untangle me one of these days

Come and find me now..."

~Josh Ritter

Kate Beckett opened her eyes slowly, arching her back like a cat as a small smile played about her lips.

She felt wonderful.

In fact... She hadn't felt this good in...well... Ever.

She purred happily... Feeling almost languid... Stretching muscles that ached pleasantly... And in unexpected places... then froze when she recognized the heat at her back.

Her heart started to beat rapidly as she realized the four truths that were about to change her life.

First? She was naked.

Second? The person behind her was also naked.

Third? The person behind her was happy to be there.

Fourth? Holy CRAP the person behind her was very, VERY happy to be there.

She shifted slightly, nudging her backside more tightly against the man behind her. She sucked in a sharp breath as a large hand spanned her stomach and pulled her even closer; mumbling into her ear, "Stay in bed..."

Kate closed her eyes as the voice tore through her.

That fucking voice.

The same one that had been setting her teeth on edge and making her heart race every time he opened his mouth.

She pressed further, her eyes (and hips) rolling back slightly as the hard length of him slid against her ass; the tip tracing a brand across the small of her back.

He felt amazing...

Trying not to wiggle against the delicious weight behind her, she closed her eyes again and willed herself to remember what the hell had happened the night before...

8 Hours Earlier

Glancing out the window, Kate Beckett grudgingly admitted to herself that Los Angeles had one hell of a skyline. It would never be New York... But that didn't make it any less spectacular.

She dragged her eyes back to him.

Castle was staring at her intently; hanging on her every word.

Royce.

The topic was Royce.

Why did everything that hurt have to end up in one tightly knit little ball? She must have royally pissed someone off in another life.

"I was so in awe of him, Castle. When I first met him. I just hung on his every word." She ran her fingers through her hair; the man across from her unable to help the breath that tore raggedly from his lips. "And then later I realized he was just making up stories to mess with me." Kate smiled sadly. Looking down, she whispered, "I can't believe that I'm never gonna see him again."

Castle paused; wondering how much she was ready for. With a small sigh he leaned back against the couch, pushing into her personal space as much as he dared. "You know what I thought when I first met you?" He asked casually.

"Hmm?" Kate's response was noncommittal but he knew he had her complete attention by the look she was giving him.

"That you were a mystery I was never going to solve."

The detective moved her hand away from her face; not hiding for the first time in days... Years...

"Even now," he continued. "After spending all this time with you... I'm... I'm still amazed at the depths of your strength... Your heart..."

He paused... "And your hotness."

Kate smiled; the first true smile she had felt on her face in...forever. "You're not so bad yourself, Castle."

The look they shared then... It was more than anything she was ready for... So much about who they could be... And so much more than she ever thought she wanted.

But she did.

She wanted.

Badly.

Swallowing, Beckett took the path best known...

Retreat.

"I should go. It's late." Her teasing smile faded. "G'night."

He sat still for a moment. But just for a moment... that was all he could give her. "Kate..."

She stopped to look at him from the doorway to her bedroom; feeling her inner resolve start to crumble from the low timber of his voice. "Good night, Castle." She smiled at him briefly and then...

She shut the door.

Rick Castle stared at that door like it was the answer to every question he had ever had. He watched it as it reset itself in the frame; her weight obviously leaning against the other side.

For 5 long minutes he watched... And he waited.

Then he gave in to the fact that maybe...

Maybe it was all just his imagination.

The electricity that had been running between them since she sat down next to him in first class... The longing he could see in her to TRULY connect to someone... The darkness of her eyes when she had looked at him and told him he wasn't that bad himself.

Shifting his large frame, he pulled himself off the couch; never taking his eyes from her door as he walked backwards to his own room; not turning until he reached the threshold.

Kate stood on the other side of her own door. Running her fingers through her hair before she wrapped her arms around herself and recited all of the reasons that this would be wrong, that it could fall apart...

That she could lose the most important person in her life...

Her breath hitched as her own thoughts betrayed her.

She could lose a Demming... A Josh... But would she survive if she lost HIM?

She didn't think so...

...but since she still had never really HAD him...

She put her hand on the doorknob... Feeling the smooth brushed metal against her skin; hating the way it felt like an invitation... Hating... how it felt so right...

Gripping the handle tightly, she took a deep breath and turned it; pushing the door wide as she stepped into the outer room.

Castle had just been reaching for his door when he heard hers open. He went completely still; not even breathing as he turned around to find his muse standing across the parlor from him.

"Kate... What...?" The words died in his throat as he took in the look on her face; the dark, almost feral, glitter in her eyes... The way she seemed to vibrate with a kind of energy he had only seen once before...

... When they had kissed in that alley...

He took a breath, closing his eyes and when he opened them again, she was standing right in front of him; her lips slightly parted as she tried to keep the air in her lungs.

And he could taste her...

Dear God... He could taste her on his tongue even though she was a foot away.

He had made a lot of mistakes in his life... But this was not one of them.

Kate was not one of them.

She was his... He was hers... Whatever... It didn't matter... so long as they were together.

"Castle..." She whispered; pressing herself closer; feeling his muscles clench as he tried to control himself. "Stop."

Rick pulled back; staring up at her face in shock. Did she just tell him...

Kate smiled gently. "Stop trying to control it. Let go..." She ran her fingers through the hair at his temple. "Let me..."

He nodded, swallowing heavily as her small, nimble fingers quickly unbuttoned his shirt; tugging it free from his jeans so that she could pull it open.

Her tongue came out to wet her upper lip as her nails raked down his chest, playing in the light patch of hair between his pecs.

He was magnificent. And she only had his shirt open!

Kate's heart raced as she traced over the soft lines of him.

His chest wasn't rock hard; it wasn't chiseled... But it was well toned and nicely developed... With a thin layer of luxury over the top of it. Like a man who wanted the best of everything and wasn't scared to work for it.

Kate smiled... Delighted by the feel of his muscles under her fingers... Drunk on the softness of his skin...

He was beautiful...

And now she couldn't get enough.

She slammed into him, knocking him backwards against the closed double doors, her mouth falling open further; sucking in air as her fingers closed over his nipples. She glanced up at him, the glimmer in her eyes decidedly naughtier as she smoothed her palms down his stomach.

Castle felt himself shiver and laughed softly.

Beckett went still. "What?" She pulled her hands away.

Reaching out, he grabbed both her hands in his and pulled them back so that they were pressed low and tight against his abdomen.

He smiled as he dug his fingers into her hair. "I was just wondering when I became the woman in this relationship."

Beckett rolled her eyes. "When have you ever NOT been the woman in this relationship, Castle?"

He huffed indignantly. " I might actually resent that."

Kate leaned forward, grinning as her lips and tongue left a trail of fire down his neck. "Resent?" She whispered; her teeth grazing over his pulse point, making his head slam back into the wood behind him. "Or resemble?". She giggled.

She giggled.

Kate Beckett giggled.

His hands went to her waist, tightening almost to the point of bruising as he spun her around. He leaned down, his breath washing over her face.

"Maybe..." Rick kissed her lips softly; wanting his first REAL taste of her to be tender... To be sweet. "Maybe we could take turns."

After that, all bets were off.

Castle slammed her into the door. Not hard enough to hurt, but hard enough to get her attention.

"Oh." She breathed into his open mouth. "You wanna be the bad cop?"

Rick closed his eyes, groaning as he ground into her, making sure the torture she was inflicting on him hit her in just the right spot... The heat between her legs seeping through their clothes.

With a small growl, he gave up trying to control himself; crashing his lips into hers, forcing her mouth open as his tongue slid inside to finally, FINALLY taste fully what he had only been allowed to sample before.

And god... She was sweet. A mixture of the wine she had been drinking and something else... Something that was completely her. He actually whimpered when he thought about what she might taste like... Elsewhere.

"Kate..." He tried to slow it down; slow them down, even as his hips betrayed him. Pushing the hardness between his legs against her, he groaned into her mouth.

"Rick..." Kate smiled against him as her tongue drove him crazy.

"Are you sure?" He panted, his fingers crawling up her sides to brush the edges of her breasts.

She grabbed a handful of his hair and yanked his head back, staring at him intently; the look on her face dark and unreadable. "That doesn't matter." She whispered, her tongue delighting in the rough stubble on his chin. "It's too late for that."

He held his breath as her hand slid down.

Lower.

And lower.

Until she was cupping him through his jeans; his already rock hard shaft swelling even more.

"I couldn't stop this now even if I wanted to. Could you?"

Kate pulled her hand away and went to work at his belt. She had just slid it completely free when the soft sound of his voice stopped her.

"Do you want to?"

She looked up into his eyes, knowing he would have to see it to believe it. "No."

Rick studied her for a moment; watching as need, desire and want swirled in the black depths of her pupils. But what he was searching for... wasn't there.

Until she met his eyes.

Then.. that's all there was.

The way her throat bobbed when he pressed close... The tightness of her fingers around his arms when he pressed into her...

It was love.

And it radiated out of her like nothing... And no one... He had ever known.

"Kate..." He whispered.

"Castle!" The detective unbuttoned his pants. "Shut the hell up!"

She physically drove him backward; through the doorway and into his bedroom.

She tried to push his pants down his hips; blushing when she ran into an obstacle.

A very blatant obstacle.

"Jesus, Castle." She breathed.

"What?"

She shook her head as she laughed. "Is there NOTHING about you that isn't larger than life?"

He shrugged. "Are you complaining?"

She peeled the boxer briefs off his body; her eyes widening and losing their focus.

Magnificent didn't really cover it.

"No..." She breathed. "Not at all."

Bringing their lips back together, he didn't bother with her buttons; choosing instead to tug the shirt over her head.

The Black and Tan bra she was wearing made his palms ache as he slid them up and over the swell of her chest. He buried his nose in her cleavage for a moment, reveling in the sensations that were washing over him.

With a quick flip of his thumb, the bra was gone and her breasts were heavy in his hands; her breath just short gasps as he touched her almost reverently... Trying to commit every moment to memory..

"Kate..." Was all he could manage before his lips closed over one nipple; his fingers tightening on the other as he sucked her into his mouth.

"Oh..." Her eyes closed as her head fell back.

This was Castle.

The thought sent a thrill through her that she could not ignore

It was his mouth doing those incredibly amazing things to her neck... Her chest... Her belly...

Her eyes widened as a small mewl escaped her throat.

"Oh... Ohhhkay..." She wound her fingers into his hair as his lips closed around her clit; sucking lightly as he slipped one finger deep inside her.

Kate closed her eyes tightly; small pinpricks of light flashing against the black as pleasure coiled deep in her belly.

When Castle slid another finger inside of her, she couldn't hold back the scream that tore from her mouth; her hand thumping on to his shoulder as her hips slammed up, grinding against his mouth until she went completely rigid.

Kate felt the pleasure building, but had no idea what she was in for.

"Fuck! Castle!" She twisted her hands in his hair; knowing she was hurting him but he didn't complain so she just gripped harder. "Fuck... Right there...!"

Her eyes rolled back as the orgasm slammed into her like a train; her body convulsing as pleasure coursed through her, setting her veins on fire and making her toes curl.

Castle gave her exactly 20 seconds to recover.

He crawled up her body, the hard tip of his shaft nudging at her entrance as she spread her legs.

He looked at her then and Kate felt her heart shatter.

She could feel what a bad way he was in. She could feel it against her hip; feel it in his entire body as he vibrated against her.

And she knew...

If she said no... He would back away.

No matter how much he was hurting.

No matter how much he was wanting...

With a smile she reached down between them, running her finger along the underside of him before guiding him closer to her opening.

"I want you." She whispered.

And that was all it took.

With one, feral thrust he was all the way inside her; reveling in the feel of her muscles tightening around him.

"Oh my god." Kate groaned as he filled her completely; touching every spot inside her as he settled his hips between her legs.

Castle blinked at her.

Every part of his body was singing. Every muscle was taut... She was...

Extraordinary.

He had one moment of clarity...

"Kate..." He panted as he slid slowly out of her. "Protection..."

Beckett locked her heels behind his ass and refused to let him go. "Clean." She breathed hard, her lips against his throat. "Pill."

He nodded as he began to move; beyond grateful that he wasn't being asked to stop.

She felt like heaven must feel... There was no other way to describe it. Shifting his hips, he adjusted his angle and her breath caught in her throat as the tip of him brushed against the deep, slick spot that made her hips buck against him.

That made her say things... Dirty... Nasty things that made Rick thrust even harder.

When he felt it coming, his eyes widened. He could feel how huge his release was going to be; the pleasure making his entire body seize up as he slammed into her two more times.

Kate felt how close he was; his movements become disjointed... Stalling.

With her last coherent thought she whispered "Love you..."

Then she clenched tightly around him; the groan that fell from his lips more than enough to send her spinning. And the feeling of him spilling inside of her as he grunted obscenities into her ear... That didn't hurt either.

She shattered.

Spectacularly.

Her scream echoed loudly around them as she shuddered; feeling like she had been shot into the sky, turned inside out and left to float back to the earth on her own.

She giggled softly when she realized it was actually hard to move.

Kate closed her eyes; her body nothing but a series of shocks and after shocks as she slowly curled into Rick's side; sleep dragging them both down into oblivion.

Kate's mouth hung open as she remembered the events of the night before... The way he had tasted... The way he smelled...

She had finally done it.

She had finally been with Castle.

Her eyes widened suddenly as she sat up; feeling Castle's disappointed whimper all that way to the center of her chest.

But that didn't change anything.

She had cheated on Josh.

Beckett closed her eyes; swallowing against the tightness she felt in the back of her throat.

She had never...

Never.

For a moment, she let herself wallow in the guilt...

... Then the realization hit her hard; making her clench her teeth to keep the tears from falling.

She hadn't cheated on Josh.

For the last three years...

She had been cheating on Castle.

Crying silently, she stroked the fingers splayed out against her belly. They were huge... (Like everything else about him... she blushed.) Two of hers to one of his... And she knew how wonderful those fingers were... How they could tear her down... And build her up.

How he could make her feel...

Something she hadn't felt in a very long time.

Complete.

He made her feel complete.

Reigning in her tears she shifted more specifically; feeling him harden even more against her backside as his shaft slid exquisitely between her ass cheeks.

She could feel the dampness between her thighs. She could feel the low thrum of need that turned her insides into jelly and butterflies.

But more than that, she could feel HIM. The scent of him invading her air; the taste of him still on her tongue... The memory of how he felt when he slid into her...

She swallowed repeatedly; trying to control the heat that was rolling off her in waves; growing hotter exponentially as the thoughts running through her head took a decidedly... naughty turn.

Kate clenched her thighs together tightly, trying to ease the pressure she was already having a hard time controlling.

Had it ever been this way before? Had there ever been such an all consuming passion in her life? One that wanted nothing more than to be filled, and to hunger... To taste...?

"Rick?" She whispered when she couldn't stand it anymore, her hand coming up to touch the smooth plains of his chest before sliding lower; her fingers finding the light dusting of hair that trailed down from his naval to his...

Kate swallowed again, choking lightly on laughter as she remembered calling it his 'treasure trail' earlier in the night.

He was rubbing off on her...

The detective shuddered softly as she realized she wouldn't mind him rubbing off on her...

Blushing harder than she could ever remember, she rolled over; bringing her mouth to his neck, biting at his pulse point as his hands tightened around her waist.

For a moment Castle went completely still, but she could feel his heart hammering in his chest.

"Kate?" He whisper tentatively.

"What Castle?" She couldn't bring herself to pretend she was asleep.

There was a breath. "Did we...?"

She smelled herself in the stubble on his chin as she licked it gently. "Yup."

The arms around her tightened so suddenly it took the breath from her.

There was a moment of silence, followed by an angry breath. "Josh?" He asked quietly.

For a moment she just shook her head; then she found her voice. "Josh and I have been over for a while now. I just need to fill him in on that. Which I will... As soon as we get home."

He nodded slightly, pulling her more tightly against him. "Good." Rick whispered. "Because I will NEVER share you..."

Kate laughed lightly, "Back at you."

She looked up into his eyes and felt her world spin around her. His eyes... Those eyes... So dark and full of want that she could hardly breath.

"I love you." He whispered.

Kate nodded, letting everything she had shine through; trying to make up for what she couldn't say again.

Castle smiled.

He understood.

He always understood.

With a small sigh she melted into him; her lips leaving a molten trail from his cheek down to his clavicle. She felt one of his hands tighten at her waist as his other slid around to cup her ass. She smiled as he grunted his pleasure, his fingers seeking, searching... Wanting more from her than she had ever agreed to give.

And she still didn't care.

Carding her fingers through his hair, Kate tugged hard. The groan that broke free from his lips set her blood on fire. Without preamble, she swung her leg around his waist, pressing him back into the bed as she rode him; sliding the wet heat between her legs over the hard shaft that was driving her crazy.

Castle closed his eyes, groaning at the way she felt.

This was Kate Beckett.

Katherine Beckett.

The only wish he had ever made at a fountain... The only woman he had ever TRULY hungered for...

...and here she was... Rubbing against him for the second time in two days.

"Kate..." He whispered harshly, his thumbs coming down to skirt along the soft dusting of short hair she had between her legs.

The immediate warmth, the slickness... It made him groan deep in his chest as he ran his fingers down further; lightly tracing the bundle of nerves at the top of her cleft as he felt her shudder against him.

"Rick..." She whispered, her hips grinding in a slow rhythm he knew she was incapable of controlling. "Rick... " She ground her teeth together. "How do you do this to me?"

He laughed softly as his hands slid up to cup her breasts; his thumbs immediately going to her nipples.

"Fuck!" Kate's muscles clenched, her senses overloading. "Castle..." She gasped.

Smiling, he nudged against her entrance. For a moment he stopped... And looked at her.

That's when she KNEW she was lost.

Swallowing, she smiled and nodded.

Castle didn't hesitate.

He sank into her in one smooth stroke; burying himself so deeply, so perfectly, that he wasn't sure how he had ever lasted this long without this... without her...

Without her scent on his pillow... Her taste on his tongue.

Kate's eyes sprang open as she felt him stretch her wider than she was used to. She thought about the night before... The way he had been slow and gentle with her...

She laughed softly.

"What?" Rick slowed his movements, looking at her quizzically.

Her smile was honest... And as wide open as he had ever seen it. "You feel incredible..." She panted softly before pulling her lower lip between her teeth; making him begin to thrust into her at a slow, even pace.

"Oh..." Beckett breathed in quietly; noticing that even the air tasted like him. She felt him shift beneath her and her head fell back as she groaned.

He was hitting every button she had, finding every weak spot... Making her come undone with the lightest touches and barest whispers.

"Fuck, Rick... How?"

The author shook his head. "I don't know. I don't care. ". He grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked her closer; his entire body convulsing at the dark want in her eyes. "Shut up."

Kate blinked.

Before she could complain, his lips were on hers; his tongue invading her mouth as his thrusts became harder... Wilder...

"Ca...Castle...Rick!" She stammered inanely. "Fuck... RICK!"

He slammed into her twice more before he went rigid; the muscles he was buried within twitching and tightening around him...

And then he let go, spilling himself within her as she screamed out his name...

It took them both a long time before they could focus their eyes, let alone their attention.

Kate was the first to sit up; running her fingers through her hair as she looked down at the man in her bed.

Well... Technically... She would be in his bed.

She frowned; hoping to feel the remnants of a hangover but there were none. She had only had one glass of wine.

Kate shook her head slowly.

There was no one and nothing to blame for this but herself.

She had wanted him.

She had known it for a long time.

But never did she think she would give in...

Only to have it happen so easily.

She tossed off the duvet and went to slide out of bed only to stop for a moment. Turning towards a sleeping Castle, she pursed her lips.

Grabbing the edge of the sheet, she pulled gently; watching as the fabric slowly disappeared from the form next to her.

When she held the last of it, Kate swallowed and turned to look; allowing herself to appreciate the tableau laid out before her.

The softly defined plains of his chest; the gentle bumps of his ribs she remembered having under her fingertips... The length... the girth of him...

Kate reached out with one finger... Running it down his chest, around his belly button and towards...

"If you wanted a peep show, all you had to do was ask."

Kate jumped at the deep baritone of Rick's voice. "What? No!"

"No?" He rolled onto his side; holding his head up with one hand and trying not to laugh as he watched the path of her eyes. He nodded towards the sheet in her hand. "The evidence would appear to the contrary..."

"Yeah... Well..." She faltered, conversationally flailing as she tried not to glance at his... Gifts. "Uh..." She swallowed hard and then looked at him. Really looked at him.

She was allowed now, right?

"You're beautiful."

Rick blinked, his lips curving up at the edges. "What?"

"You're beautiful." Kate repeated. There was no other way to describe him. The softness of his skin, the strength of his arms... His ass... His lips... "Fuck..."

Moving closer, she slid one leg around his waist; straddling him, feeling him harden between her legs.

"Jesus!" He whispered, his hands gripping her hips hard.

Kate laughed and lay forward... Adoring the feel of him against her breasts. "What's the matter, Ricky? Too much woman for you?"

"No." He whispered. Holding her face in both hands so that he could look into her eyes.

"Just the right one."