A/N: So, as promised, another long awaited smut chapter. And some fun with the boys.
The next couple days yielded only paperwork for the detectives and Castle for which Castle was immensely grateful. Kate had fallen sick with the flu, much to her annoyance, on Thursday and he knew she would never agree to call in sick to work. He was at least able to convince her to get some antibiotics and to spend the weekend with him in the loft with Alexis and Martha away at a spa retreat. This is how the couple came to be cuddled up in Castle's sinfully comfortable California king bed late on Saturday morning.
Castle leaned forward to kiss his girlfriend, but she pulled away at the last moment. "Castle, I don't want you getting sick too."
"Kate, you don't have a fever anymore so chances are you aren't contagious anyways and I really don't care, now shut up and let me kiss you." He retorted wrapping his arms tighter around her to pull her body against his own and he lowered his lips to hers again. This time she didn't pull away.
They kissed languidly for long minutes, just luxuriating in each other's presence.
That is, until Castle's hand began creeping up from where it had been resting on her hip below where her shirt had ridden up.
The kiss deepened and Kate could feel her skin tingling in the wake of his hand as it continued on its northward path to cup her left breast. He tested the weight of it in his hand, enjoying the way she fit perfectly in the palm of his hand.
Shifting even closer he began to pinch and roll her nipple between his fingers, causing her to release a soft moan. Right then and there he decided he wanted to hear that sound from her for the rest of their lives, if only he could convince her of it.
Her hand lowered along his body now until she was able to feel his firm length tucked away in his sweatpants. She copped a quick feel and was just reaching to free him from his sweats when the doorbell rang.
"Mmm ignore it." He mumbled before diving back into the heaven that was kissing Kate Beckett.
The bell rang again a minute later, followed by a pounding on the door.
She fell back on the bed with a groan and pulled an arm over her eyes. "Just go get rid of them and then hurry back or I'm going to start without you." She growled, pushing him towards the edge of the bed with her free hand.
Grumbling unintelligibly he climbed out of the bed and made his way to the front door.
"Whoever it is can just- oh" he stopped abruptly when he opened the door. On the other side stood none other than Detectives Ryan and Esposito.
"We can what bro? Hm?"
"Well, I uh, never mind. What can I do for you boys?" Castle asked thinking about their boss waiting for him in the bedroom.
"Duh, Castle, the new Call of Duty game just came out this morning remember? We planned to come over here and play it weeks ago."
He released the breath he didn't even realize he had been holding. "Oh, um Call of Duty, right." He mumbled under his breath, trying to figure out how to get out of this situation.
The boys, taking this as an invitation, made their way past him and into the loft.
"The X-Box is still set up, right Castle?" Ryan asked from his place in front of the TV.
"Uh, yeah, let me just go get dressed, and I'll uh, yeah."
With that, he made his way back into the bedroom to find Kate sitting up on the bed, half naked, glaring at him.
"What are they doing here?" she hissed, pointing towards the door to the living room.
"Well, apparently we had a game day planned today that I totally forgot about and I'm not sure how to get rid of them now without telling them why we have to cancel…"
She sighed, annoyed. "Fine, give me a couple minutes to get dressed and I'll sneak out while you guys are busy with you game." She stood up from the bed and began gathering her clothes in her arms.
"Wait, no, Kate this was supposed to be our weekend. I can get rid of them, I will. I'll figure something out. You just stay here. And don't start without me!" he warned putting his hands on her shoulders and lowering her back to the bed.
He turned for one last glance at his girlfriend in just her underwear before making his way back out to the boys."
"Yo Castle, I thought you said you were going to change?"
"Oh, um well I was but-"
"And why are you still in your pajamas this late in the morning anyways?" Ryan jumps in.
"Well, I-"
"Yeah, what were you doing all morning? And why did it take you so long to answer the door?"
"Guys-"
"Now that he mentions it, you do look a little less put together than normal, Castle."
"Really, I-"
"Did you have company last night bro?"
At this, Castle stops trying to talk his way out of it and just stares at them in a mixture of fear and confusion.
"Oh my God he did!" Ryan yelped gleefully.
"Who was it? I can't believe you've been holding out on us man. Or was it just a one night thing and then you sent her packing?"
"Wait, or is she still here? Is that why you took so long?"
Castle realized in that moment how it looked when he and Beckett bounced theory off each other, going back and forth like a tennis match. And speaking of his girlfriend, how was he going to get himself out of this mess. He couldn't tell the boys the truth but he didn't want to lie and somehow upset Kate.
"Dude, she isn't seriously still here is she?" Esposito asked looking towards the door to his bedroom in disbelief.
"Well-"
This time it wasn't one of the boys who cut him off, it was the sound of a door opening, causing three pairs of eyes to fly to the bedroom door to reveal a disheveled Kate wearing one of his own button down shirts and the yoga pants she wore to bed.
"Beckett?!"
"Yes, she is still here" she spoke "And she would really appreciate it if you would give her boyfriend back. Now go home boys, you can play your game later."
As she talked she walked across the room, reaching Castle as she finished. She reached out and grabbed him by the waistband to his pants and slowly pulled him back to the bedroom, completely ignoring the other two detectives in the room.
The bedroom door shut behind them with a sense of finality, leaving Ryan and Esposito staring at it, stunned.
"Did you know-"
"No, bro, I had no idea. I wonder how long that's been going on."
"I wonder if Lanie knows?"
"Ooh, who won the pool?"
"I have no idea, dude, but it looks like Mom and Dad finally consummated the marriage."
"I said go. Home." Beckett's voice echoed from between the shelves of the bookcase.
The tone of her voice caught the detectives' attention immediately and they quickly packed up their game and left the loft, still somewhat dazed.
"Now, Mr. Castle, that is how you get rid of the two of them." Castle himself was still staring at his girlfriend in disbelief.
"Kate, I thought you didn't want anyone to know."
"I know Castle, but they were going to find out eventually and I'm ready. We've been great so far and I won't let those bozos mess up us, or our lazy Saturday in bed."
"Well, after that performance we will definitely be spending our Saturday in bed but I don't know that you can call it lazy." He grinned easily, his eyes gaining a predatory glint as he walked her over to the bed and laid her down onto it.
He descended on her hungrily, devouring her lips with his own and covering her body with his.
"Oh, and now might be a good time to tell you that Mother knows too. She caught me coming home the other morning and just kind of guessed where I had been."
"Ouch" he yelped when she bit the tendon in his neck harshly. "You bit me! That's going to leave a mark Beckett."
"Good. Don't ever discuss your mother in bed again Castle. Or anyone else for that matter." She growled before forcing his sweatpants down over his hips.
"Yes ma'am" he quipped back, reaching for the buttons on the shirt she had stolen.
She looked up at him through her eyelashes and bit her lip coyly as the shirt fell open. "Kate, you- you don't have any underwear on! Are you trying to kill me?" he gasped, pushing the shirt off her shoulders and flinging it across the room.
"No, if I killed you then I couldn't do this." She retorted, starting at his collarbone and kissing her way down his body.
"Kate you don't have to- Ah" he groaned as she enveloped him in the wet heat of her mouth. Taking him shallow at first, flicking her tongue over the head of his cock, relishing the salty drop of pre-cum leaking from the slit.
He lay flat on his back, gripping the sheet tightly in his fists, trying desperately to let her be in control without gripping her head or thrusting his hips towards her.
She worked him over like a pro, gripping the base with one hand and stroking rhythmically and cupping his scrotum in her free hand, testing the weight and squeezing gently in time with her strokes. Releasing him with her hands she opened her jaw wider and began to bob her head up and down his length, taking him in deeper.
No longer able to resist completely he reached down to tangle his fingers in her hair but still not putting any pressure against her head. He let out a groan when the last of his length slipped into her mouth, his head nestled against the back of her throat. Does this woman have no gag reflex at all? Must be one perk of spending time with dead bodies for a living. He mused before she brought him back with a wicked twist of her tongue against the underside of his shaft.
"Kate you have to stop" he begged, pulling her gently upwards with his fingers still tangled in her brunette locks as he felt the tightening of an impending orgasm coiling at the base of his spine.
She released him with a wet pop and licked her lips grinning as she shimmied out of her pants.
He shucked his shirt and grabbed her, rolling her underneath him and devouring her lips with his own.
"No Rick, I want you inside me" she demanded when he started to make his way down her body to return the favor. Instead, he checked her readiness with two fingers, causing her hips to buck against his hand.
"Jeez, Kate your soaked." He commented in amazement as he climbed back up her body and aligned himself with her entrance.
"Just get on with it" she panted out a warning, pushing her hips upwards towards his straining erection, trying to get some semblance of penetration.
"Yes dear" he smirked back at her taking himself in hand and sliding his length up and down the apex of her thighs. Parting her slick folds, causing her to gasp when he passed over her clit before he finally stopped teasing and push forward, sinking into her.
"Yes" she hissed wrapping her arms around his shoulders and pulling him towards her so she could press her lips against his pulse point, sucking and biting before soothing the spot with her tongue, intent on marking him as hers.
He pushed into her slowly, inch by inch, causing her body to stretch to accommodate him. Finally, their hips met and he paused there, just luxuriating in the feel of her surrounding him.
"Castle, move. Please" she begged shifting her hips, desperate to get some sort of friction.
He heeded the warning in her tone that she couldn't take much more teasing and grabbed her legs, shifting them so that they rested on his shoulders, he began to pull out of her as slowly as he had pushed in.
His thrusts began to speed up as his control slipped a little.
"Faster. I need it faster" she instructed, causing him to speed up even further, the slapping sounds of their bodies meeting filling the room.
He pushed forwards farther, forcing her legs up towards her body even more and allowing him to penetrate her farther at a slightly different angle. Her moans and writhing below him cluing him in to the fact that this was really doing it for her.
As he felt that tension coiling inside his body again he felt his control snap until he was plunging in and out of her with abandon, all sense of rhythm forgotten.
She reached down to rub her finger frantically against the little bundle of nerves.
"Castle!" she called out, shattering into a thousand pieces as pleasure coursed through her body in a tidal wave of sensation. Moments later he thrust fully into her and followed her over the edge, spilling his seed into her body, still fluttering against him.
He rolled off of her as he began to come down from his high, both of them laying side-by-side gasping and panting for breath.
"Still worried about getting me sick?" he enquired when he had enough breathe and brainpower to speak again.
"Shut up" she growled, elbowing him weakly in the side.
The pair suddenly became aware of the ringing of a cellphone echoing throughout the loft. He looked at her in confusion. "I thought you weren't on call this weekend?"
Rolling over, she grabbed the offending object off the side table, her eyes widening and a laugh escaping her kiss swollen lips before she turned it for him to see.
Lanie: 12 missed calls
A/N Cont: So what do you think? I can assure you Lanie and the boys won't take this laying down. The next chapter will include lots of reactions from various people. I'd still love to hear what you guys think, what your favorite parts are that you'd like to see more of and what new things you would enjoy reading in this story. Anything helps. Oh, and can I just say that I absolutely loved "Deep Cover"? We don't get to see playful Beckett very often and I thought Caskett was adorable in this episode, especially that first scene in the kitchen.