RevSwitched6
I'm trying to keep Castle as comedic as possible while still keeping Kate in 'character' as much as this fic will allow. Bear with me if I slip.
Also, keeping the pronouns straight for each of the 'possessed' is driving me nuts so excuse the occasional mistake. Short, but I forgot about this in the hustle of real life.
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Kate's Bath
Rick watched as the water cascaded from her raised leg as he gently soaped her calf and thigh. He pointed her toe at the ceiling and washed the leg with a soft cloth and marveled at her suppleness. He washed the other leg in the same manner and then, almost reverently, he washed her mons, slowly kneading the flesh with his fingertips through the soft cloth and gasping at the sudden pleasure he felt.
Oh, I'm so going to enjoy bath time.
Castle leaned back and closed her eyes. He was thinking of the couple (Ok, a lot) of times he'd made love to a woman in a bathtub, hot tub, Jacuzzi, or swimming pool. He couldn't kiss her neck, use his tongue to write words on her breasts, nip and suckle at her nipples or lightly nibble at her ears, or leave gentle love bites along the side or her neck and shoulder. Nope. This was all about bringing the skin to a new level of awareness, of creating arousal using only his fingertips and imagination.
The water had cooled slightly and no longer threatened to par boil her so he used the hot tub scenario as his basis.
He pulled Kate's knees up so that her feet were flat on the tub botton and parted her legs and let his fingers wander across her breasts, letting just the fingertips ghost over them and feeling a warmth spreading through her belly as he did so. He tweaked the nipples and felt a frisson of something in her center and smirked. I figured that would get a response outta her…
He slid his fingers down across her abdomen and let his fingers run through her closely trimmed pubic curls and shuddered. Da-ammmmn…so soft…
He felt embarrassed for a second but quashed the thought and allowed one fingertip to part her folds and run down her outer labia and hissed with pleasure when his thumb nudged her hooded clit. Emboldened, Rick slipped that single finger between the folds, past the labia and into her… Oh, man…warm and tight…not at all what I…oh, that's nice… He moved his finger, buried to the 2nd knuckle, in slow circles and marveled at how her hips seemed to rise up and meet his gentle thrusts.
He brought his thumb down gently on her hooded clit and pressed it against her pubic bone and the response was incredible. He felt her walls clench around his finger. So tight… He was startled when he sighed…surprised at the longing he heard.
He pulled a finger out and sucked on it, tasting her essence and smiling. Sheer ambrosia. Hmmm, if I remember correctly, water is not the best lubricant even though it is wet…ergo…to the bedroom!
He stood up and gazed down at Kate's body. He noticed that the legs were trembling slightly and that he felt a warm 'itch' (no other descriptor seemed to fit…a yearning? A need? A craving?) and decided to scratch it.
He was breathless in anticipation of further exploration and exploitation. He loved this woman, of that there was no doubt, but he also loved her body and since he was apparently doomed to inhabit it, he might as well learn the 'ins and outs' of it.
He wrapped her in a towel and sat on the bed and opened up her nightstand drawer looking for some moisturizer and…
Eureka! Toys!