Tumblr Prompt: Pre couple. Beckett gets an itch at work on her back that she can't reach.
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She can't reach it. Her shoulders are stiff from that takedown. She needs to scratch her back.
She's desperate now. "Castle," he looks up from his phone, "Can you give me some relief. I can't reach."
What is she– "Your back! Yeah I can itch it for you."
She looks at him weirdly. What did he think she meant?
"Ok, uh, where is it?" He has his hand inches away from her back.
"Middle." He starts to scratch. "Ok this isn't working." The material of her clothes a barrier to the relief. "You're gonna have to go under the shirt."
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