Ok, so first of I am a Castle and Beckett shipper. No question about it I want them to makeout and do it already on the show. This particular story came about after watching Under the Gun and Live and Die in L.A. for the umpteenth time. I believe Kate and Royce did have a relationship that included sex, though I think Kate tried to guard her heart with little success. These chapters were written as it came to me. So there are time jumps back and forth, sorry. This is my explanation for why Royce's betrayal hurt her so much. There area few chapters to this one, and I hope you enjoy it. Please let me know what you think.
Chapter 1
They have been partners for the better part of six months. Today they have been all out since walking in the door of the precinct first thing this morning. She's now in the break room getting another cup of coffee, to give her some energy.
She had gone out after work last night and had not expected to be out as late as she was. This morning she was paying the price.
"Late night last night?" he asks as he nudges her shoulder with his.
"Well, you'd know, wouldn't you?" She said a small smile slipping past her lips. Relationships with anyone who worked in the precinct were definitely frowned upon by those in authority, so they had no label. They had an open relationship where neither of them demanded anything of the other, just like she wanted. The time she has with him is for escaping work and the darker corners of her mind, about reconnecting with Kate, the woman with wants and needs.
Royce walks to his desk and then to the elevators.
Kate has seen a few guys she met at the bars. She always has a selection to choose from as soon as she enters the room. He also dates, but having a younger sexually charged woman in your bed, really ruins everyone else for him. For appearances they were both seen with other people.
It is late and there were very few people still at the precinct. Second shift is out cruising and the first shift has already headed home or to the local cop bar. She decides to use the showers at the precinct for the unlimited hot water, a luxury her 4-story walk up doesn't always have.
She strips her uniform off her body and throws it into her locker. She pulls out her cherry bath soap, shampoo and conditioner. Sensing she was alone she didn't bother wrapping herself in a towel, and walks into the empty shower room.
She turns on the middle shower and hangs her towel on the hook. She places her toiletries on the floor of the shower. She steps under the hot stream letting the water wash away the aches, pains and dirt of the day.
She works the shampoo into her hair and thinks she hears the door of the locker room open. After a few seconds of no one walks in, and she decides that it was another door somewhere else. She closes her eyes and stands under the hot stream again to rinse the soap out of her hair.
She goes to reach for the shampoo bottle when pair of strong hands wraps themselves around her waist. She does not flinch knowing the feel of those hands against her skin and the scent of his cologne.
"What are you doing in here? This is the woman's shower, and where are your clothes" She can feel the bare legs and chest against her. Her voice betrays her as she turns to face him.
"Hey kid, you didn't think I would miss the opportunity to see you like this, did you?" He answers. "You do know that a woman like you should be careful wherever they are, because old men like me don't always have the best intentions."
"What if someone comes in here and catches us. It wouldn't look good for either of us." She says calmly.
"I put up the "This bathroom is closed for cleaning: sign." No one will be coming in here." He growls into her neck as he starts to nibble and kiss her pulse points. Her breath catches as his hands start to travel down her body.
His rough hands travel from her waist to her breasts. He moans when her nipples harden against his touch. "You cold kid?" he asks innocently.
She ignores him as her body responds to his fingers instantly. She runs her hands over his chest, playfully plucking a few white strands of hair on his chest, and then reaches down to wrap her fingers teasingly around him.
"Royce, please." She pleads. Other than throwing herself into her mothers murder the only thing that makes her feel alive is hard, fast sex. It was the only time she felt something, that she felt alive. She knew Royce cared about her, and she cared about him. She just wasn't getting to close, wasn't letting him or anyone else in.
"Kate, relax we can take our time." Royce tries to slow her down. She wants no part of going slow. She brings her lips to his and devours them. Her tongue demands entry to his mouth and they immediately duel for dominance. When she looks into his eyes she sees lust, respect and confidence.
He reaches down between her legs, and finds her wet and ready. "God, you feel good. Kid your body was made for this."
"I'll be sure to let my father know you think that." She says sarcastically. "I helped solved the Perry murder today and this is what you think I am made for?"
"Kid if you were in my position you might be thinking the same thing." She laughs at his comment, but suddenly his fingers find her clit and she is so damn close to going over the edge. Maybe it is his age, but he is the only man she has had that can bring her quickly over the edge, she craves his touch.
She body trembles against his, as he inserts first one then two fingers into her. His fingers work her into a frenzy, and her orgasm comes quick and fast. Kate arches her back and throws her head back at the sensations coursing through her body, as he pumps in and out of her. Her second orgasm rips through her body leaving her still desperate with need. She decides to take matters into her own hands.
Kate drops to her knees in front of him. He looks down into her eyes and she gives him a look that could melt an iceberg. He tangles his hands in her hair and thrusts his hips towards her. Kate grabs his length and gently starts to pump him. She sucks on the head and finally takes him completely in her mouth, and far down her throat. Her hands travel to his balls and she fondles them until he is moaning loudly.
After a few minutes he pulls her from her knees." Kate keep that up and the game will be over way too soon, kid"
She crawls up his body to his mouth, and kisses him passionately. "Is that the way a Rookie should treat her training officer?" she gives him a sly smile. "I don't want to disappoint my training officer."
"Stop that Kid, you know I think you are the best cop I have ever trained. This is not about that at all." Royce says a bit roughly. His fingers travel between her legs and slip into her again, causing her to gasp. She wants him badly; her body always wants him badly.
"You are so easy Royce. Now be a gentleman and fuck me before I change my mind." She shimmies her body against his and starts kissing his neck. She runs her nails down his back as she drives him crazy with her body.
"You are going to be the death of me kid." He groans. He walks her up against the wall of the shower and grabs her underneath her thighs. He hoists those long sexy legs up around his hips. She reaches down and places him at her entrance. With one rough push he buries himself deep inside her and she starts to grind frantically against him. Her hair is wild around her shoulder and on his face. He sucks on her nipples and nips at them. She yelps, but he knows that she likes it just a little rough.
"Oh God Royce….so good….faster…harder….fuck me." She holds the showerhead with one hand above her head to steady them. The other hand snakes between their bodies to her clit.
Kate is now frantic to find her release. Her heat in her body has built to the point where the only thing that matters is reaching that peak.
"Oh God Royce….Oh," she pants.
"Come for me kid." Royce moans into her neck. "So damn good. So tight, so wet."
Kate screams his name as she shatters. Royce extends her orgasm by continuing to pump into her and takes over playing with her clit until he comes deep inside of her grunting her name.
Kate snakes her arms around his neck, as her legs slide down his hips. He is supporting her body as she kisses his neck and nibbles on his ear.
"Hey kiddo, you haven't had enough? You trying to kill me." He chuckles as his hands inch again towards her breasts.
"How about you take me to dinner and later we can see how close to killing you I can come, old man." Kate whispers between kisses.
For some reason my notes at the beginning and end are screwed up so I am trying this again. This was written to give some insight into what I think is Beckett's history. It will show why her walls were reinforced even after her mother's death. Beckett has no father to run to, a mother who is dead and Royce is there cares and isn't telling her to change. Please use the link before and tell me what you think.