"Do you want to give us a bath?" Julia was asking her mother as she took her hand and they followed the two.
"Of course," Beckett replied, glancing behind them as Macca came up as well. "You're okay with taking one?"
"Yeah," Julia said with a smile. "I don't have to be grown up all the time."
"I'd prefer if you stay a kid all the time," Castle said, turning as he had gotten to the top of the stairs by then.
"Go," Beckett told him with a smile. "Or else this is going to have to be a short bath."
"I wanted to say too," Julia was telling her mother as they continued, going into her room. "I think Eliza would want me to take a bath with her."
"Probably," Beckett replied, smiling at that. She waited for Julia to grab her pajamas herself and held her hand out; surprised when instead the little girl wrapped her free arm around her waist. "Okay?" she asked, knowing there was a reason Julia was holding onto her like that.
"Yeah," Julia said. She then smiled a little bashfully saying, "I love you."
"Love you too sweetie, come on, I don't want your daddy doing everything on his own," Beckett said, though she was thinking more about Castle kneeling to fill the tub and get Eliza undressed.
"Hey, good, she's not letting me do anything love," Castle told his wife once she'd come into the bathroom in their youngest's room.
"I want Mommy," Eliza said, her lower lip pouting slightly.
"And I'm here," Beckett said, going over to her husband and pulling on his arm to take him out into the bedroom.
"So a girl's night? Or should I take David to The Shore?" Castle asked.
"Like David would go to a bar now Dani's home," Beckett replied, shaking her head though she was smiling at the same time.
"That's true and I'm going, I promise," Castle told her. "To put on my brace," he assured his wife.
"Thank you," Beckett said, and she leaned over, brushing her lips against his gently. She smiled when he tried to lean over again and said, "We need to get them to bed."
"Yeah," Castle said, shaking himself then. "Sorry."
"Oh, don't apologize," Beckett said, not realizing the girls were behind her and listening to them. "I want to do the same."
"You can," Julia said, not surprised when her sister giggled as their parents jumped slightly at her voice.
"No, your mom's right we better get you two ready for bed," Castle said, looking at them as Beckett went over to them. "I'll see you guys when you're done," he told them before he left.
While the water was filling the tub, Beckett helped Eliza while Julia undressed herself and set the toddler into the water after her sister.
"Do you have to wash our hair?" Julia asked then as she watched her little sister grabbing the dolphin toy that their mother had put in the water along with a toy turtle and orca.
"Tomorrow we can when we get home from the Fosters," Beckett replied, running water over Eliza. "But you do need to clean yourself now sweetie," she told her.
"I know," Julia said, starting to do the same to herself. "Mommy?"
"Yes?" Beckett asked with a smile, looking up at her as she knew what was coming from the tone of her voice.
"I can't spend the night at Mari's?" Julia asked pleadingly.
"You know it's a school night," Beckett told her calmly. "And she spent the night on Sunday. When her grandparents head back home, and on the weekend, then we'll ask her to come over."
"Okay," Julia said with a sigh. "I thought you were going to say that."
"Am I too predictable?" Beckett asked, rinsing the body wash off of Eliza. Before Julia could answer, she leaned over and shared a kiss with the toddler as she'd pursed her lips while leaning her head back.
"No, you're being a mommy," Julia said. "Daddy would say the same too."
"Are you done?" Beckett asked, looking over at her. When Julia nodded she then asked, "Cold?" Both girls shook their heads no and she said, "Then- Macca, down," having to speak to the dog as he was trying to jump over into the tub with his front paws on the edge.
"Stay Macca," Julia giggled as she was holding Eliza back from getting up and hugging the Wolfhound.
"Okay so you two can play now," Beckett said, having to physically haul the Wolfhound down on the floor. "Macca," she said in a stern tone of voice. "Stay."
"He will," Eliza said, watching as the dog lay down, resting its head on its paws.
"How long do we have Mommy?" Julia asked as she handed a bath crayon to her sister.
"I'll let you know when it's almost time to stop," Beckett told her.
"Make this Jules," Eliza said, patting her sister's arm as she held up the turtle in her other hand.
"I'll try," Julia said. "But you draw too, anything you want," she said as she knew her sister was going to say that.
Beckett smiled as she looked on while they drew on the wall together and she glanced out over at the door, wondering what Castle was doing while he was waiting for them. She heard Julia calling to her and when she turned to look at her saw that she was standing up. "You're finished?" she asked, slightly startled and as they were barely past five minutes into the ten she was going to give them.
"Yeah, I want to be able to read a little and Eliza says she wants to too," the little girl replied, nodding.
"I'm not surprised," Beckett said. "Here," she said, standing and holding Julia's towel to her as she stepped out. Once she was wrapped up in it and was drying off she got Eliza in the other towel and once dry helped her youngest dress in her pajamas.
"Can I call for Daddy?" Julia asked eagerly. When her mother nodded she called to Macca and they rushed together out into the hall. She squealed in surprise when suddenly he was picking her up outside. "Oh, I was just going to get you," she giggled.
"Good timing then," Castle told her, kissing her cheek. "So you had a nice bath?" he asked, carrying her inside.
Julia, looking down as Eliza was suddenly jumping up against their father for him to pick her up too, said, "Yeah, we got to draw for a little."
"Surprised I can still do this?" Castle couldn't help asking his wife as she came out from the bathroom.
"Slightly but I need Eliza back," Beckett replied, going to him and trying to take her. "You'll go back," she said as the toddler started to whimper.
"I think she wants you to help her Daddy," Julia told him. "You can put me down."
"Sure?" Castle asked. When Julia nodded he leaned over to set her down and then took Eliza into the bathroom as the little girl left with Beckett. He helped his youngest brushing her teeth and after she finished he kissed her at her insistence and said, "Now I know you brushed your teeth."
"But you help," Eliza replied with a slightly confused frown on her face.
"I'm kidding," Castle said. "Oh, did your mom brush your hair?" he asked, seeing her brush still out. When the toddler shook her head no he said, "Okay, then I'll do it for her tonight." He laughed when Eliza tried to climb up on him and he picked her up, taking her out to the bed.
"Sorry if we took a while," Beckett said, coming inside while Castle was finishing up with Eliza's hair. "I had to brush Julia's."
"Not a problem, they seem to be calming down," he replied as she took the brush from him and put it away.
"They want me to read tonight," Beckett told him as she went to the bed. "But let's get her tucked in okay?"
"Sure," Castle said, watching as Julia; sitting on her knees on the bed with her sister; hugged her tightly.
"Night Lizzy, love you," the little girl told Eliza before they shared a kiss.
"Love you Jules, lots," the toddler replied before she was picked up by Castle. "And you Daddy. I love you, a lot," she told him; able to say that in Irish by then without any difficulties.
"I love you too sweetheart," Castle told her. He shared a kiss with her, waiting for Julia to get down from the bed before he set Eliza on it.
Since she was sitting up Beckett was able to sit on the edge and she wrapped her arms around Eliza, hugging her tightly before kissing her. "And you know I love you too my little girl," she said, smiling when the toddler pressed her cheek to her chest. "Sweet dreams okay?"
"I love you Mommy," Eliza replied, looking up at her with a bright smile on her face. "And you too, with Daddy and Jules," she added quickly.
"We will," Castle assured her. "Okay, so what are we reading tonight?"
"This one about the ponies," Julia said, grabbing the book off the desk.
Beckett took the book and she waited for Castle to sit across from her on the edge of the bed with Julia on his lap before she started reading. She was showing the pictures to Eliza so she was able to see when the toddler fell asleep. She nodded to her husband who picked up their oldest and went to the doorway to wait for her as she marked the page before following them out in the hall as she turned off the lights.
"So what are we going to do with this one?" Castle asked, nodding to Julia.
"Can we watch something?" the little girl asked hopefully.
"If it's short," Beckett replied before she led the way downstairs.
"Macca, come with us," Julia said over her father's shoulder as he was going downstairs, seeing the dog was laying down in front of Eliza's closed door.
"Leave him, you know he likes to stay there," Castle replied. He set her down at the family room couch and watched her sit before saying, "You've got something recorded?"
"The old Looney Tunes marathon they had, remember? You insisted I set it for you," Beckett asked.
"That twelve year old again," Castle stated. When his wife glanced at him he sat next to her; Julia to her left; and he whispered quickly into her ear, "I'll make it up to you later, I promise. The adult me."
"We should watch, it looks like someone's impatient to start," Beckett said, smiling at that as they turned to their oldest as she was getting the program started. While the cartoons were on, she watched as Julia eventually lay on the space to her left, leaning her head on the arm. Almost as soon as the little girl had done that she felt Castle's arm snake around her waist and she looked at him before she pressed against him and held onto him.
Julia, glancing over at her parents, smiled as she watched them for a moment, relieved since she'd known what her father was talking about when he mentioned twelve years old. She turned back to the TV, and sighed, not sure when exactly she fell asleep after that, only aware that she was suddenly being picked up.
"It's okay, you should get some sleep," Castle murmured to her as he held onto her.
"Okay," Julia yawned.
"I guess they really got tired," Beckett said with a smile as she followed her husband over to the stairs.
"Lizzy and I played in the snow, running and making trails," Julia explained, looking at her mother behind him.
"Then that would help," Castle said as they went into her room, Macca getting up and following them in. He set Julia down and kissed her on the lips before hugging her tightly. "Love you Julia, sweet dreams," he told her seriously.
"I love you too Daddy," the little girl replied. Seeing the smile on her mother's face at their exchange, Julia was able to tell Beckett loved Castle for taking that so seriously.
Helping Julia lay down, Beckett shared a kiss with her and told her, "I love you sweetie, we'll see you in the morning."
"I can't wait for breakfast," Julia said, looking at her father then.
"One of these days I'm going to run out of patterns to put into the coffee," Castle said jokingly.
"No, I'll find more," Julia replied firmly. She then turned back to her mother and said, "Love you Mommy, thanks for letting me watch cartoons, just for a little."
"You're welcome," Beckett replied, brushing some of her daughter's hair off her cheek. "Sweet dreams," she said before she stood up and tucked the sheets securely around her. Sure that Julia would be warm, she went to Castle in the doorway and was startled when she turned around, finding her fast asleep already. She stepped out as her husband turned out the lights and closed the door slightly; since Macca was in his spot on top of the bed; and said, "They really must have been trying to keep warm." When he nodded in agreement she then told him, "Anything you want to do now? Finish the cartoons?"
"Not without the girls," Castle said. "No, actually… come with me, I need to do something but I don't want you to go into our room yet."
Beckett looked at him as he led her down the stairs, a little confused with the way he'd worded that but not saying anything until he got to the door leading to the back. She waited while he put on his coat and she smiled briefly saying, "You don't really need to, they're not going to come back."
"I know but I have to check," Castle told her as she was helping him button the black coat up. "I won't take that long," he then said as he grabbed a flashlight.
"Go," Beckett said, watching him then. She shivered in the cold that rushed in as he opened the door and hugged herself tightly though he closed it after himself. She stood at the window, watching him go first to one side and then the other, able to tell he was trying to hurry though it was snowing again. But finally he came back in and she was quick to brush the snow that had fallen on his head away while he got his coat off. "Nothing?" she asked.
"No," Castle replied, making doubly sure that he had locked the door before he set the coat on the chair next to the door. "But if they were stupid enough to come back they'd freeze to death, so I'm feeling much more confident."
"You almost froze, come on," Beckett said, taking him over to the family room then and starting the fire as he stood in front of it. She went to him, wrapping her arms tightly around him, hoping that was going to keep him somewhat warm as the flames began to send their heat to them both.
"Thanks," Castle was able to say though he was still shaking.
"Not a problem, I was cold too," Beckett replied. She was relieved when he slowly stopped as she rubbed her hands up and down his back and then said, "Why don't you want me to go up to our room yet?"
"Well, the most obvious thing right now is because I'm too cold to do anything," Castle replied. "And the other reason you'll see shortly, don't worry."
Beckett smiled but didn't reply to that as she could feel him stop shaking until she was sure he was warm enough to move. She was going to slip out of his embrace; his arms tight around her; when he held her in place and then leaned down, taking her lips with his own, deeply. She moaned softly at that and was quick to hold onto his shoulders until they were slowly rolling their tongues around each other. When they had to breathe and had parted she smiled at him and murmured, "Warmer?"
"Tons, come on," Castle said, taking her hand then as he couldn't wait anymore. "Did the girls tell you at all about our trip to the florist's?" he asked as they were walking down their hall.
"No, just that you took them," Beckett replied, watching him.
"Good, then you don't know," Castle said simply before he opened the door and let her step inside first.
A little unsure of what he wanted her to look at, Beckett went over to the bed and quickly got her answer looking at it. She smiled as she turned to him saying, "And what about my not really wanting to do that?"
Castle didn't say anything as he locked the door, and he walked around his wife to the fireplace, turning it on before she began to speak.
"Castle-"
"I know," he said quickly, turning to her then. "But just once, just once love… let's see what happens."
Sighing as she studied his face, Beckett finally nodded and said, "Why is it so important to you?"
"I…" Castle started to say, looking at the bed before trailing off. He then finally said, "My dreams."
"How often do you watch American Beauty?" Beckett asked, following his gaze then to their bed which was turned down; the coral petals from the second bouquet he'd obviously gotten on the mattress.
"I didn't get my idea from that," Castle said quickly, slightly annoyed at the same time. "No, I just dreamt of roses, your body covered in them and…"
"Are you going to spit it out or do I need to drag it out of you?" Beckett asked in amusement when he didn't continue.
"I'll say," Castle said. "They were blown off of you and… you can imagine the rest."
"I can, especially since you showed me this morning what those dreams did to you," Beckett said, a smile still on her face. "So," she said, turning. She bit her lower lip and then said, "I don't know Rick, I'm just worried about them getting in the way."
"I'll be careful," Castle promised, as he and his wife had discussed that before. "Just once," he said again.
Sighing, Beckett gave him a little nod before she said, "Now what?"
"Before we get to that," Castle said then, taking her hand and pulling her over to the windows.
"You want to do some star gazing?" Beckett asked teasingly as he stood behind her. She started to turn to him but he made her stay facing forward and she looked down on the beach, only slightly visible as the snow was beginning to fall more thickly. When Castle didn't move behind her she said, "It's beautiful."
"It is," he replied, looking at her. He then decided that he'd wasted enough time so he was quick to wrap his arms around her waist, drawing her back against him before he murmured into her ear, "Outside is pretty too."
Beckett couldn't really reply to that blatant compliment as her husband was lightly nibbling on the shell of her ear. With that she knew how things were going to go that night and she felt a tremor of anticipation pass through her from head to toe, wanting them to start already. "Love…" she breathed, trying not to show her impatience.
"Easy, I'll take care of you," Castle murmured to her as he leaned down and pressed his lips to her shoulder through her sweater. "Will you let me?" he asked then, wanting to make sure she would go along with him.
"Yeah… I think I need to," Beckett said, letting out a slightly strained laugh.
Though he wanted to give her what she wanted, Castle instead moved his hands from her abdomen where they were holding onto her and moved them up to her hands, entwining their fingers together. At the same time he was moving up to her neck and realized he needed at least one hand. In a hurry he let go of her right one to pull her hair over her left shoulder, leaving him access to the right side of her neck. As soon as they were holding both of each other's hands again he leaned down, brushing his lips gently to her skin as she started to heavily moan her appreciation, spurring him to do much more since he knew she would desire anything from him.
Beckett kept her eyes shut tightly as she felt Castle's lips being replaced by his tongue and she moaned softly as he proceeded to nibble at her skin. She was soon enjoying that so much that she was startled when he turned her around. She had only a second to look into his eyes before he was crushing her lips below his. Luckily she was able to recover quicker than she thought and she immediately kissed him back, both of them becoming a little frantic as they held on to one another. She wasn't sure how long they were like that, kissing and gasping for air before doing it again but once they'd parted she felt her lower lip was a little swollen and her husband was grabbing at the bottom of her sweater.
Castle felt a sense of relief when Beckett raised her arms to help him in getting the white knit fabric off of her and once he'd tossed it to the dresser to his right he was kissing her again. But as opposed to the time before he was keeping things very gentle and careful, wanting to calm down slightly. When they parted from that he pressed his forehead against hers for a moment and then began to take off the camisole that had been under her sweater.
Beckett nearly smiled as her husband didn't let much time pass before he was unbuttoning and unzipping the fly of her jeans and she helped him get those off. As he folded them and set them aside with her shirt and sweater she was able to prepare for him when he returned to her, slapping his hands away from her before she reached up to his shirt. "Want me to stop?" she asked as she began to unbutton it.
"No," Castle said simply as he started to help her, nearly fumbling as he worked from the bottom up to her. When that was discarded with her clothes he didn't have much of a chance to continue what he'd wanted to do as she was opening the fly of his jeans. He let her do that but took over to take them off, throwing them haphazardly over to the dresser. He then turned to his wife and grabbed her making her turn around; though he was careful as he did so. "Love," he murmured, reaching up and gently squeezing her right breast through her bra.
"You can take that off," Beckett replied, biting her lower lip.
"Not yet, I want you to look out," Castle said. "If someone was walking by right now…"
Beckett shivered slightly as she knew immediately what her husband was talking about, since it was something he liked to play with; and her as well. "But they can't get in here to me you know," she whispered to him, looking over her shoulder at him. "It's just us Rick."
"I know and that's why I'm going to take advantage of that," Castle said. "And it almost makes me wish they could see what I'm going to do to you."
"I don't want to think about them; whoever the hell they are," Beckett replied, trying to turn around to him. But he didn't let her and she sighed, conceding and letting him control things for the time being. She was trying to figure out what he wanted to do exactly so it was a surprise when she felt him opening the clasp on her bra before she took it off. Then she thought he'd want to turn her around to see her but instead, he was pulling her back against his chest and she said, "You're starting to annoy me."
"I always do," Castle said simply, his hands on her abdomen. "But," he said then as he was letting his right hand slide down. "I have ways to make you stop feeling that."
"Then sh-o-o-w, Rick!" Beckett cried out, her voice stuttering a little as his fingers were suddenly on her clit. She gasped when he began to rub them in an up and down motion and she shut her eyes tightly, trying to take in the sensation his touch was immediately providing. She was feeling a warmth that spread upwards in her and it was met with another similar one as her husband was cupping her breast in his free hand. She reached back and wrapped her arms around his neck, giving herself some freedom to move, starting to thrust against his fingers. "Please…" she begged, unsure what she wanted though.
Kissing her bare shoulder, Castle looked down her body but wasn't able to see what he was doing with his right hand since it was covered by the black fabric. It was more than a little frustrating to him but he wanted to make sure he followed his plan, so he forced himself to stroke her clit and breasts for a little while longer until he was sure he'd done that enough. Letting her go he made her turn around, not surprised that she was looking at him in indignation. He leaned down and kissed her tenderly before he whispered against her lips, "Lean back Kate."
Shivering at how husky his voice had suddenly become, Beckett immediately did as he asked, feeling the cool pane of the window on her skin before Castle was kneeling in front of her. "You never put on-" she started to say in protest as she realized his brace wasn't on.
"It's okay," Castle said. "I'm fine." And though she was giving him a look he quickly removed her panties, not surprised that though she seemed to be irritated she still parted her legs for him. He slid closer to her and reaching around to hold onto her ass he lowered his head and started to flick his tongue out at her clit. The resulting cry from his wife let him know that he'd pushed her pretty far just touching her so he knew he needed to be careful if he wanted to make things last longer for her. Very carefully he took the swollen nub between his lips and flicked his tongue back and forth over the top of it, wanting to make sure she could feel him doing that.
Reaching down and clutching at the back of Castle's head; since that was pretty much the only thing she could hold on to; Beckett was feeling every pass of his appendage and she was finding she was having a hard time breathing. Everything in her wanted to stop and just focus on feeling what he was doing to her but she was able to soon control herself so she could do both. She realized; after her husband had gone down further on her and was abruptly lapping at her folds; that she wasn't going to last for that much longer. So she tried to pull him off her to take him over to the bed but he refused to move. "Wait… Rick…" she breathed out, hoping that hearing her voice would stop him.
Though he knew why she was doing that Castle merely pulled away from her but didn't go too far. He remained close, pressing his lips up and down her sex, just going in a straight line up and down repeatedly as he could hear her breathing growing more and more rapid in response to him. He glanced up at her as she did that and he gently squeezed both of his hands that were holding onto her ass, feeling her instantly arch her body up against him. He nearly smiled at that but made sure to focus on what he was doing. His mind couldn't help but stray a little and when a sudden idea came to him he stood up.
Breathing out in relief Beckett straightened up, thinking he would want to move to the bed finally. But before she could do much more than stand up he was pushing her back roughly against the window, kissing her passionately. She let out a moan almost immediately in response, throwing her arms tightly around him as she parted her lips to his seeking tongue. She felt him shift against her as they started to duel inside her mouth and she was completely startled to feel his leg in between hers. Pulling away at that she looked into his eyes, seeing that he had a pleading look on his face.
"Move love, please," Castle told her, begging her unabashedly. He then reached down to her and held her by the hips as she thrust against his leg. Since they were pressed up close together she was against his upper thigh and he could feel her arousal dampening his boxers, not really caring that she was as he'd known that would happen. He groaned deeply in pleasure as his wife sped up unexpectedly and he felt his erection throbbing as it was only some fabric and some inches to the left between them starting to make love. He then realized that she was going a little too fast, able to tell from the way she was in his arms that she was getting close. So he made her stop and he took off his boxers hurriedly before he kneeled in front of her again.
Beckett felt her body was pleasantly warm from her actions so it was a surprise at the shiver that passed through her as he stepped away from her. But soon Castle was back in between her legs and that time he went straight to her folds which made her throw her head back, nearly hitting the window. She wasn't sure how she managed not to and didn't care as very quickly after that the rhythm of her husband's tongue on her was distracting her from everything else. She was moving her hips but as his hands were on her ass again, she couldn't go back and forth all that much. "I…" she started to say, when his fingers suddenly came up to rub at her clit.
Castle wanted to tell her to say it, to tell him that she was going to come, but he was too focused on getting her there so instead he made sure that she would. He switched his fingers and mouth, slowing down there as he didn't want to lose the chance to taste her. Luckily that seemed to keep her from getting off and he didn't try his luck with that, going back to her entrance and flicking at it once with his tongue. The second that he had it back inside her, that was the last straw for his wife as her entire body went tense and he could hear her almost screaming his name.
Hoping that she was only calling to him, Beckett was a little in a daze as the waves of her orgasm seemed to overlap and for a while were unending. But very slowly she came back to herself and soon slumped back on the window, trembling slightly as Castle stood. She shivered when he began to kiss at her neck and shoulders before taking her lips with his. She felt a sudden rush of gratitude as that kiss was very gentle, simple and she wrapped her arms around his neck tightly.
When he'd pulled back, Castle quickly picked his wife up and he carried her over to the bed, smiling when she pressed close to him. "I should have done that in front of the fire," he said, as he knew she was cold.
"Then I would have been too hot," Beckett said as he laid her down in the middle of the bed. She couldn't help but smile herself but that time in amusement as she could feel the small mound of pillows that he'd made for her. "So you planned out tonight."
"Part of it," Castle replied, sitting next to her. "The part where you were humping my leg just came out."
Not even blushing at that comment, Beckett sighed and said, "You could have let me go."
"Not even a possibility," Castle said seriously though he knew she was joking. He looked around and said, "Hold on."
A little surprised when he got up, Beckett pushed herself up slightly to watch him go to the dresser where their clothes were. "You read my mind," she said, laying back and raising her arms above her head as he turned back towards her.
Pausing when he saw what her breasts were doing, Castle shook his head and said, "Don't distract me Kate."
"Who said I was?" Beckett shot back, though she couldn't help the smirk on her face as that was exactly what she'd planned on doing. "But thank you, I did want to get dressed after this," she said. She could hear her husband moving around in the closet, and as she waited for him to finish she looked down on the mattress to her right, picking up some of the coral petals that were there. She let them fall to the bed and looked around herself again.
"What do you think?" Castle asked, coming around to face her and seeing what she was doing.
"It's not too bad," Beckett asked. "They smell pretty amazing."
"I checked when I bought them," Castle said with a nod, getting onto the bed next to her.
"Did they see you buy two bouquets?" Beckett asked. "Because you said you didn't want them to tell me-"
"They did but believe me they had no idea what I was thinking of doing with it," Castle replied. "I told them I'd surprise you with it in our room."
"And you did, no details are necessary," Beckett said with a smile. She then studied him as he was looking at her intently and reached up, cupping his cheek as she said, "What's on your mind?"
"Don't call me a pervert, but when I picked these out I couldn't help think about…" Castle started to say.
At first Beckett wondered what he was talking about but she suddenly felt his fingertips brushing against her folds. "Oh! Well… yeah, a lot of people compare them. Pervert," she said with a smile.
"So that just makes me a pervert and not a pig right?" Castle asked her.
"Right," Beckett said, shaking her head though there was an amused smile on her face again. She looked down at him and said, "You don't want to start or at the very least do something with that?"
"It's fine," Castle said, though he was having a hard time not thinking of his erection which by then had curved up onto his stomach he was so aroused. He grabbed his wife's wrist as she tried to take it in hand and he said, "Not yet, please."
A little surprised his tone was so forceful, Beckett nodded and said, "Then what did you want to do now?"
Castle didn't say anything to that, and instead just stared at her, feeling his heart pound faster with the way she looked. "Could I…?" he asked then. He was a little surprised when she nodded and he couldn't help it, leaning over and kissing her deeply before he tore himself away, rushing to their closet and the locked cabinet hidden behind his shirts.
"You know you're such a nerd sometimes," Beckett said as she watched him coming back to her with their camera they used once in a while when they were intimate.
"That I can't help," Castle said absently. He was startled when his wife suddenly laughed and he quickly said, "I heard what you said."
"I realize that, still, I think this one time I don't mind," Beckett said, lying back as she'd been propped up on her hands again. "How-" she started to say when he looked from the camera to her.
"Turn your head that way…" Castle said as at the same time he took her right hand and placed it over her mound. "Casually," he told her.
Since it wasn't the first time he'd posed her that way, Beckett simply rested her hand at the apex of her legs as if she'd just randomly rested it there for a moment. Her other hand under her head, she looked down at the fire as he'd directed and heard the muted sound of the shutter as he took two quick pictures. As soon as he was done, she watched him go to put the camera back before he forgot to and said, "So will I get to see those?"
"Do you want to see them now?" Castle asked, standing just behind the table.
"Yeah," Beckett replied. She was going to get up, but saw he was rushing around to her and smiled saying, "You really don't want me to move," before she turned her attention to the screen of the camera. "So this was what you wanted to see?" she asked him after biting her lower lip for a moment.
"Well, sort of," Castle said. He then leaned over, and whispered into her ear, "It was more you begging me to make you come while I was fucking you as hard as I could, the petals sticking to your slick skin."
Beckett wasn't sure if she wanted to run after her husband to throttle him for leaving her after saying that in Irish, or kiss him and drag him back to the bed; not minding the fact the camera would still be out. But she just barely kept herself from moving and she waited a little impatiently until he came back. Before she could move though he was suddenly leaning over and capturing her lips with his own. The kiss was nearly delicate and in a rush she suddenly comprehended what he was doing to her. She slowly pulled away from him when they needed to breathe and studying his eyes that seemed to darken as she was watching, whispered, "What else did you see?"
Not too surprised that his wife had managed to figure out that wasn't all that he'd wanted, Castle kissed her and got himself on his knees next to her before he picked up what looked like the biggest petal that he could see, near the edge of her side of the bed. He brushed it carefully against her lower lip and murmured, "This."
That single word in Irish, and Beckett nodded almost furiously to the unasked question though she couldn't help telling him, "I want you already Rick. I need you."
"You want this too Kate," Castle told her then, moving so he was next to her. "I can hear it even when you're saying you want me inside you."
Reaching up to him, Becket brushed her fingertip to his lower lip and she guessed that was what he'd wanted her to do as all of a sudden he was drawing the petal in a straight line down over her chin and to her neck. She wasn't too surprised when he descended past the hollow of her throat and detoured to her breasts. Feeling the silky texture of the petal against her nipple she let out a moan before her husband was doing the same to the other. She couldn't help it reaching up to him and drawing him down to her whispering, "Before you continue."
Not really able to pass up an invitation like that, and hearing the need in her voice, Castle leaned down the rest of the way on his own, taking her right nipple with his mouth. He began suckling at it immediately and groaned shortly as her nails lightly dug into his scalp in response. He moved quickly to the other mound, doing the same there, and wondering in the back of his mind how he was able to pull away when he was enjoying taking the taut peaks too much to stop. But he guessed his idea with the petal must have won out so he was rapidly moving it down in between her breasts. He watched to make sure she was okay with that as he inevitably passed over her scar but she only looked up at him. He was breathless watching her face instead of his hand, strands of hair curled next to her cheeks and her skin nearly glowing in the lights of the room. It was why he'd had to take a picture of her as the coral of the petals seemed to draw the eye more to her than before. "This is why I call you a goddess," he breathed to her.
"And that's why you're addicted to me," Beckett replied to deflect from that compliment, though she was touched hearing him say that. She bit hard on her lower lip as he was drawing the petal down over her abdomen but doing so in soft, gentle strokes that were nearly making her dizzy as the touch was like a rough burst of silk, making her ache for more.
"It's why I need you," Castle said, looking up at her. "And why you're addicted to me," he breathed again but that time because he was stroking her clit with the rose petal. He broke his gaze from her face then and was watching the coral petal against her skin, still a little red and swollen from him pleasuring her. He faltered a little when his wife suddenly spread her legs and he could see that she was in fact needing him. He threw the petal back over his shoulder and with that laid down on top of her, kissing her as hard as he could.
Wrapping her arms immediately around Castle, Beckett took his kiss, fighting back against him as she could already tell he wanted her to do. She wrapped her legs around his waist but was a little surprised when he grabbed her right leg, placing her ankle on his shoulder. Getting the idea, she slid her left leg up his side and she reached in between them.
Grunting as he felt his wife's warm hand grasping his length, Castle ended their kiss, pulling back to look at her. But before he could say anything to her she was gently jerking around him and he had to move. Once she stopped he was just barely inside of her and he wondered if it was possible to pass out just from the sensation of her slick folds. But his body didn't let him think about that for too long, instead he was moving before he could realize it sinking into her deeply with the way she was positioned underneath him. "Wait…" he groaned, reaching for a pillow. He had no idea how he managed to find it as Beckett was kissing his cheek, making him turn to kiss her back, but soon had one underneath her hips. That done he pulled back and thrust into her; hard; and hearing her vocal pleasure at that didn't waste any more time, starting to fuck her as she was suddenly begging him to do.
Holding onto her husband as tightly as she could by grabbing his arm to her left, Beckett was soon racing to match his pace that he managed to quickly set. She watched him staring down at her as they were soon even and the sound of their hips together was drowning out everything else to her, even her own gasps every time they met. She wasn't sure how long they were moving like that when she had a sudden impulse to change things and she rolled her hips, feeling her husband falter. She would have smiled at that if she wasn't reacting to it as well. The rotating motion of her body was quick to affect her, making her feel as if something was snaking through her body, up her spine and to her breasts. But since they were parted with the position there was no answering fire to join it there. It was a little disappointing but she wasn't going to complain since there was enough to enjoy as she went back to thrusting with him.
Leaning down Castle was able to just reach Beckett's lips and they kissed, very hungrily, but they weren't frantic as they knew in the backs of their minds it wasn't something they needed to rush. He slipped his tongue into her mouth during their second kiss and very slowly, gently, coaxed her back into his mouth. They tangled together for a moment before he had to catch a breath of air. He stayed back that time, watching her again and feeling her right arm snaked up around his, clutching at it tightly. That seemed to spark something in them both at the exact same time, since they immediately began to thrust hard against each other. He wasn't sure where the extra burst of energy came from but wasn't about to complain as the pleasure was swift and more than satisfying, looking down at his wife and seeing her own joy in the sensation of their bodies roughly moving, groaning under his breath as he had to wonder if he could manage to make them last; not wanting to stop quite yet.
Beckett didn't find herself too shocked when Castle began to slow down and she willingly met him in that as they were kissing deeply again. She reached up and cupped his cheek, enjoying the slower more sensuous movements of their bodies. But after a while something in her became a little impatient with it and she moved her legs, grabbing him and making him flip around onto his back. She had to smile at Castle's slight consternation in the change but he was recovering fast and sitting up with her as she had wanted him to do. Their arms tight around one another she pushed herself up and down on her knees feeling his hands suddenly running through her hair and then down her back, making trails of heat shoot over her bare skin. It added to the feel of them thrusting rapidly against one another and she was biting her lower lip hard in the thought that she was going to have to make sure her husband knew he had to do more than just take her. She whispered that into his ear suddenly wanting to make him aware. When in response he bowed his head and took her breasts she had to wonder if he had already wanted to do that or was waiting for a sign from her that she would be okay with it.
Castle felt his wife's hands sliding down the back of his head before they were moving up and down repeatedly and he shuddered, moving his mouth from her breast. He wasn't surprised at Beckett's groan of disappointment and hurried to her other mound, taking the nipple a little keenly. She didn't seem to mind him being a little rougher that time but he suddenly remembered the thought of not wanting them to reach their peak too quickly. So though he didn't want to do it he slowly pulled away and looked up at her before she glanced down at him. They leaned towards one another at the same time and at their lips meeting he was holding her to him tight as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders. He was feeling the sensation of their frantic kiss joining in his body with the friction they were creating together, coupled tightly, and he could understand why she'd told him more than just that friction was necessary; she felt amazing filling his senses so completely as he could taste her as well.
Tilting her head back as Castle moved down to her neck, Beckett closed her eyes tightly, shivering as her husband was sucking gently above her pulse. The feel of his tongue flicking against her skin was making her jerk a little towards his body and she finally made him pull away. She stroked his cheeks before she whispered simply, "Rick."
At that, the two stopped thrusting almost instantly and moving together so they wouldn't have to part, Castle laid Becket down on the bed. As soon as they were set with her hips on top of the pillow again they both began to move at nearly the same time. They became rough virtually at once, that pause enough to make them almost hungry for each other and things became a little bit of a blur. They started to switch positions rapidly, the pillow pushed to the floor without them realizing it. They couldn't be sure after they'd been like that for a good deal of time how they weren't losing all control but they just managed to slow down, with her on top again, in basically the same position they'd been in before they'd laid back down.
Still moving rapidly, Beckett was pulling away from another rough, passionate kiss with her husband before she suddenly moved a little too hard up on him and dislodged him from her.
"Damn it," Castle groaned as his member was pressed in between them then.
"Wait," Beckett told him as he tried to get her to sit up enough to get back inside of her. She then moved, very short, quick thrusts, breathing heavily immediately as he groaned since it was stimulating her clit as well as him. She did that for a little longer, indulging in a slow, sensuous kiss before she finally stopped and whispered into his ear. She went with him willingly, lying back as she put her feet on the sides of his knees and when he slid inside of her she moaned heavily in joy before he began to move. She wrapped her arms around him as they kissed deeply but they became swift as they needed to breathe while they started to thrust faster and faster. Feeling Castle leaning down to kiss at her neck and shoulders, she watched him nuzzle her breasts before he moved up to her and crushed his lips to hers. She had a little time to respond to him before suddenly he was shifting, only slightly and he was striking her clit hard. Hard enough to make everything within her crumble and she took to her orgasm as the fire that spread along her veins was an unending ecstasy she couldn't and didn't want to control as she cried his name in a near scream repeatedly before she felt him joining her.
Yelling his wife's name Castle bowed his head, wanting to watch the pleasure going through her as he was experiencing his. It was a little difficult at first to focus on her but very shortly after he could see it and was relieved it matched his own. He couldn't stop feeling a kind of electricity within him since it was hard to resist Beckett's sex taking everything that he was giving her. It spread through his entire body, nearly making him dizzy before he felt her stopping below him and he soon followed though not without one last deep thrust within her. He tried not to collapse on her but it was a little difficult to resist as he suddenly felt exhausted; though heavily sated. "Love… you're too good," he muttered against her neck.
"Hmm, you too," Beckett said with a sigh, kissing his temple. She smiled and said, "You're feeling the same?" after they were quiet for a while, still regaining their strength. She was feeling a little lethargic but a type that was highly satisfying and one she felt when she and her husband had pleasured one another.
"Yeah," Castle replied, feeling like he could raise his head so he could look down at her. "Tired?" he asked.
"A little, but… we should clean up," Beckett said slowly. She was slightly surprised when Castle kissed her on the lips quickly and then moved away from her.
"I figured you'd want to check on them and leave the door open," he replied at her questioning look. He leaned over then, kissing her firmly on the lips before he said, "I do too."
"Thank you," Beckett said with a smile before they got up and went to get dressed in their pajamas. She got the pillow on the floor before she watched Castle get the rose petals. When he came back from throwing that away she told him, "We should use those again."
"You're sure?" Castle asked, stopping abruptly to look at her. When she nodded, he gathered her in his arms and kissed her murmuring, "You let me do a lot you know."
"Because I know what it'll do for me," Beckett replied simply, smiling. She shared another lingering kiss with him before they parted and she took his hand, unlocking the door to start going down the hall.
Following his wife into Eliza's room first, Castle wrapped his arm around her as they watched their youngest sleeping, the head of her stuffed horse over her shoulder. He pressed a kiss to Beckett's temple, letting her go so she could step up to the bed.
Being very careful, Beckett straightened the covers over the toddler before she was sure Eliza would be warm. She then leaned over, pressing a kiss to the top of her head, reassured that she was alright. She stepped back, watching as her husband walked over.
Since Beckett had already taken care of the covers, Castle leaned down to kiss Eliza's temple, gently stroking her dark brown hair. He finally stood up straight and took his wife's hand that was stretched out to him. They went into their oldest's room and that time he went over to the bed first. He fixed Julia's covers a little before he kissed her forehead since she was lying on her back by then.
Standing next to him, Beckett only had to step up before she was smoothing the little girl's hair off her forehead, before kissing it as well. She was tempted to stay longer but knew they needed to let Julia sleep. So she smiled at her husband before leading the way out of the room and back to their own. "So," she said. "We still have the case."
"Yeah, I completely forgot for a second… well, slightly longer than that," Castle replied, smiling as his wife rolled her eyes. "But I'm sure we'll have something in the morning love, after we take the girls."
"I'm sure we will," Beckett replied before she went to the bed. "But for now we should get to sleep since we do still need to get up early," she told him, taking him over to the bed.
"Yeah, wouldn't want the girls to be late," Castle said in agreement, going with her. Before she could move to take off her robe he was taking her into his embrace and kissing her deeply. They were standing there for a long time before they had to finally pull away to breathe. He pressed his forehead against hers and told her, "I love you Kate."
"I love you too Rick," Beckett replied, smiling before they leaned into each other.
Their lips meeting, Castle and Beckett wrapped their arms tighter around one another, kissing sensuously as they let that put a close to their night together, conveying their joy in one another. They climbed into bed and laying back in each other's arms they closed their eyes, still feeling their satiety as they soon fell into a contented, deep sleep.