A/N: Not so much fluff as it is ... Well I don't know what it is … Not angst though.
Chapter 10: Alcohol & Cigarettes
It was a night they surely wouldn't remember clearly in the morning, but it was worth every second of it. They had gotten the weekend off after closing a particularly difficult case and decided to spend the rest of Friday evening at The Old Haunt.
They sat in their regular area, a slightly elevated booth that overlooked the room, separated by a red rope, truly Castle style. It was their spot whenever they came, separately or all together and now there they were all huddled into the booth.
Castle ordered the first round of drinks and everyone had immediately finished their drinks and called for a second round, in attempt to get the work day from their minds. Kate sat facing the bar, a cop instinct that no matter what, unlike Esposito and Ryan she could not shake, even for the night. Castle sat by her side, close enough for her to feel his warmth enveloping her and she had begun to wonder if they should stay or if she should tell him to take her home and have her way with him.
Esposito, Ryan and Lanie sat on the other side, their glasses raised in toast, waiting for Kate and Castle, when she looked up at him, she found his eyes trained on her, with that adoring smile on his face and she had to look away quickly before she went through with what she actually wanted to do.
The night got away from them quickly and if it wasn't on the house, they would have probably spent half their salaries on drinks. She laughed at Esposito balanced a shot glass on his head, while Lanie did everything in her power to distract him. Ryan was beside himself with laughter, he was always that drunk, that laughed at everything.
Castle was the clingy drunk, not that she minded. He was pasted onto her right side, his arm wrapped tightly around her waist and she was amazed at the fact that even in his drunken state, he still had such a protective grip on her.
Esposito was the daring drunk, willing to do just about anything you asked, hence the shot glass on his head. To anyone else, apart from the strong smell of alcohol on his breath, you wouldn't be able to tell he was drunk at all.
Lanie was a mixture, she would laugh, she was daring – but then again when wasn't she? The tiny bit of a filter she had went completely out the door and it shouldn't have surprised Kate as much as it did when she asked them randomly how many times they did it in the past week, with such a serious expression on her face.
Kate herself could be any one of those on any given time, but tonight, she was the clingy, quiet one, watching her friends, appreciating the fragile thing called life. She was content to feel the alcohol coursing through her, taking away the tension from the week, leaving the pleasant tingly feeling, content to lean heavily against Castle, his thumb tracing patterns over her hip bone, pressing his lips against her forehead every now and then as they watched their friends have fun.
Somewhere along the night, Kate had dragged Castle out of the booth to dance, feeling completely loosened by the alcohol. She had teased him and even surprised the others by slowly unbuttoning her top and sliding it off of her shoulders, laughing at their faces when she revealed the tank top she wore underneath. She let herself get lost in the bass of the music, letting go completely dancing up against Castle in a completely inappropriate way, but right now, she just didn't care, not when the rest of her friends were dancing right beside her, not when Castle's hands never left her hips, not when he was looking at her like that.
Another few rounds of drinks and songs and they were back in their booth, laughing over nothing as Castle brought out his cigars that usually Kate absolutely hated, but tonight she threw that to wind and surprised him when she took his and stuck it between her teeth, stealing his lighter and lighting it up. She pulled in a breath and turned to him, blowing the smoke against his slack lips before leaning in a kissing him sloppily.
She didn't pull away until the disgusted sounds of their friends broke through their bubble and she giggled, actually giggled, which made them all laugh as Castle took his cigar from her and placed it in his mouth, taking his own puff as the others did the same.
His hands were warm and heavy against her legs, which her draped across his lap, his two top shirt buttons were undone, thanks to her, so she could run her hands over his smooth chest, until she remembered they had company … and were in public.
She leaned her head back against the seat, just watching him, the way his eyes crinkled when he laughed, the way his whole body shook, the way his fingers grasped her leg and moved just further up each time. She pulled her chain out from her shirt, and slipped her pinkie through the ring he gave her, feeling an overwhelming sense of love and need and snuggled closer to him, pressing up against his side.
He tore his attention from the trio on the opposite side of the booth and met her eyes, his lips parting slightly, his eyes widening and darkening and then suddenly, they were all outside and he was hailing a taxi and ushering everyone inside, giving the cab driver their friends addresses first and then theirs. It was a long ride, she tried to keep her hands off of him, she really did, but she failed miserably, luckily it was dark and he managed to keep quiet.
The elevator ride was torture, he would have had her up against the wall by now, if not for the elderly lady and child in their company. When the doors opened he grabbed her hand and led her to his door, shoving her up against it instantly and pressing his lips to hers in a bruising kiss. She felt the alcohol course through her veins, tasted it on his tongue and it sent tingles down her spine as he fumbled with the lock, trying to open the door, before anyone came out of their apartments and caught them.
She hiked a leg around his waist, grabbing a fistful of his hair, gripping his shoulder with her other hand she wrapped her other leg around his waist, hoisting herself up on him, earning a throaty moan from him as he finally opened the door and they stumbled through. He quickly kicked the door shut and wasted to time walking to the bedroom immediately, as fast as he could when he was under the influence at least.
He dropped her on the bed and was over her instantly, pulling off her clothes and then his. He came back over her, holding himself up with one hand, his other hand gently cupping her face as she looked up at him with dark, wanting eyes. The look in his eyes was completely different than it had been a few minutes ago, along with the need and lust, the love and adoration shone through in those blue eyes she dreamed about.
"I love you." He whispered, kissing her gently.
"I love you too," She murmured against his lips.
"Do you even know how you were looking at me?" He asked, nuzzling against her neck.
"What?" She asked, confused.
"Tonight, at the bar, right before I hailed us all a cab." He told her, pressing a kiss to her jaw, moving down to neck and her chest, smiling against her as she moaned quietly. He placed a hand against her hips to keep her still when she arched up into him.
"You were looking at me, like you wanted to throw me on the table and have your way with me." He growled, kissing his way down her stomach.
Her only response was the drag of her nails against his skin and another arch of her body, too caught up in the sensations to speak.
"Not that I would have minded, but I don't think our friends would have appreciated that." He joked, his tongue coming out to taste her skin and her eyes slammed shut, fisting her hands in his hair.
"Is that what you wanted Kate?" He rasped, holding himself up, waiting until she realized he was gone and opened her eyes.
"Wha – "She managed, grasping wildly for him, but he kept away, smirking, "Yes, just – "
She didn't have to finish the rest of the plea as he was on her again, joining with her sloppily for the rest of the night.
End: Krist0526 before you maim me, I promise to write all the M parts when I'm done with this story. I intended to put two verses together for this one, but time ran away from me and now it is to me for me to go watch Dragon Ball Z (Because I am five)