Title: Close Encounters of a sexy kind part 6
Author: calleigh4ever
Rating: M
Pairing: Castle/Beckett
Disclaimer: Sadly I don't own Castle. This story is entirely nonprofit and just for fun.
Author's Note: Missing scene for "Cuffed" after Castle and Beckett say goodnight.
Seventh installment in the "Close Encounters of the Sexy Kind" series.
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"That has got to be the stranges brush with death I've ever had!" She told him, turning around, walking into the direction of her desk. "Me, too! But I'll tell you, after that experience, if I ever have to be hitched to someone, it would be you!" Castle replied, making Kate trun around, looking at him in wonder and some parts of her couldn't supress the delighted feeling that started to bubble deep inside her stomach.
"Hitched?" she questioned, having to make sure she had heared him right. "Hitched? No, I didn't say hitched!" Castle promptly told her as if afraid to have scared her away. "Cuffed…I said handcuffed, not hitched!" he tried to correct his statement.
"It's ok Castle, I know what you meant and for what it's worth, if I ever have to spend another night handcuffed to someone, I wouldn't mind if it was you either!" "Really?" he asked, not really believing what he was hearing. "The next time, let's do it without the tiger!" Grabbing the helmet for her motorcycle she started walking to the elevator, leaving a dumbfolded Castle behind only able to mutter "Next time?" after her.
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He didn't see it coming. He didn't see it coming at all. Right after she had left him standing in the precinct with the promise of a 'next time' his body had reacted violently and he had stormed after her. Once he was in the elevator with him, earning him an amused smirk from the detective, she had all but told him to buy her a drink at the Old Haunt. Not one to argue with a beautiful lady, much less Kate Beckett, tough-as-nails cop by day, subject of his fantasies by night, he agreed and offered his car as a ride to his bar. Knowing how much Kate liked driving his Ferrari but more so knowing how much he liked her behind the wheel of his Ferrari, he offered her the keys and slid onto the passenger side, waiting for her to unlock the vehicle.
Once at his bar, Kate took the iniciative and dragged him to the bar to get some drinks and then leading him to his secret office downstairs.
Dropping her coat onto the end of his office chair she motioned for him to sit down, putting the glasses onto the table, she poured them both a drink. Offering Castle one of the glasses he didn't see what she had taken out of her pocket. He didn't see it coming. Once his hand was securely wrapped around the glass, Kate snapped her handcuffs around his wrist, making him almost drop the glass.
Kate used this moment of shock to her advantage and snapped the other end of the handcuffs onto his chair, effectively dragging Castle downwards, making him fall into his chair. Taking the glass from him, Kate put it onto the desk again, leaning close to Castle, their faces only inches from each others.
He could feel her hair dragging against his cheek as she leaned in, whispering something he couldn't quite understand into his ear, the breath she was exhaling while speaking making it impossible for him to pay attention to anything else but feeling her.
When she leaned back to look at him expectantly, he had a dumbfolded expression on his face, not quite believing all of this was really happening. Kate seemed to take his being quiet as acceptance, leaning in again, her lips brushing against the corner of his mouth, lingering there, waiting for him to come out of his daze to be able to participate.
Once her hand found his cheek he was snapped out of his daze, fully grasping what was going on and not being able to supress his need for her any longer he turned his head slightly, catching her lips with his in a passionate kiss. His free hand immediately found its way to the back of her head, tangling in her hair. Caressing her skalp with the tips of his fingers, he could feel the goosebumps appear all over her body. Slowly he let his hand drift from her head around to her face, cupping her cheek, intensifying the kiss even more.
Soon both of them were in desperate need to breath, both pulling back, their foreheads touching while they sucked in as much air as they could.
Remembering her plan, Kate slapped Castles' hands away, taking charge of the situation once more. Stepping back, right out of reach of him, Kate started swaying her hips to some imaginary tune in her head, her hands slowly finding her own body, caressing a way upwards her stomach, slightly skimming her breasts until they tangled into her own hair. A slight smirk appeared on her lips as she saw Castles' expression while he watched her with wide eyes, almost too afraid to blink in case he missed anything.
Her eyes dropped down his body, admiring his broad shoulders and his flat stomach, before stopping on the pants tat normally fit him so well, but which seemed just a little too tight right now. Licking her lips in anticipation of what was to come, her hands snaled down her body again, grasping the hem of her sweater, slowly and teasingly dragging it upwards. Her eyes finding his again, daring him not to look away, to where she knew he so desperately wanted to look.
Dropping her sweater, she stepped closer to him, bending down, bringing her face within inches of his again, catching his lips in a quick, teasing kiss. Pulling back, she lingered in her position to give Castle a good view of her lace-covered breasts. He couldn't keep his eyes on hers this time, letting them slowly drift down her body, staying on the black material, his mouth forming a quiet 'O', his tongue sneaking out, wetting his suddenly too dry lips.
Dropping down onto her knees, Kate let her hands find his legs to steady herself. Her mouth trailing a path over the writer's cheek, down his throat, nipping softly on his nipple through his shirt.
Kissing down his stomach, she felt his muscles quiver through his clothes giving her a sense of power. Looking upwards she could see his eyes on her mouth clearly anticipating where this was going. Her hands found the button on his pants, quickly undoing it and lowering the zipper to give the large bulge, that had formed already, some more room.
Letting her fingernails glide over his member, she could see him shiver, his eyes closing in pleasure begging her silently for more. Wanting to see him lose control completely she granted his wish, letting her mouth find his hardness, nipping it through his boxers, her hands fumbling to release him from his confines.
She had always imagined him to be large, but at what she saw she had to swallow hard, almost fearing that he wouldn't be able to fit properly. Locking eyes with him, she opened her mouth, her tongue finding his tip, tasting him properly for the first time. Taking him further into her mouth, she closed her lips around him, sucking lightly, making him buck his hips upwards, thrusting into her mouth more deeply. Humming a mindless tune, Kate bopped her head up and down all the while sliding him in and out of her wet and warm mouth.
Soon Castle was moaning, his hands gripping the sides of his chair tightly as he bucked upwards once more, releasing inside of her mouth before falling back into the chair almost motionless, his breathing coming in heavy puffs, is eves half-lidded not being able to focuse properly.
Swallowing his cum, she kissed the tip of his member tenderly, looking him in the eye, she kissed her way back up, finding his mouth, letting him taste himself on her tongue.
Pulling back again, she rested her forehead against his once more, caressing his cheek tenderly.
"The next time, let's do it without the handcuffs!" she told him after releasing him from the cuffs, turning around, heading for the stairs, leaving a still dazed and slightly dumbfolded Castle behind only able to mutter "Next time?".
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