"Hey Dad," Alexis said with a smile as her father appeared on the screen of the TV in Diana's room.
"Hey," Castle said, smiling at his daughter. "How was Easter?"
"Pretty fun. Hi Julia, I see you're wearing the dress I got you," Alexis said, seeing the little girl as she entered her dad's office with Beckett. "Hey Beckett."
"Hello Alexis," she said to Castle's daughter before sitting in one of the armchairs.
"Thank you for my dress," Julia said then, having been waving to the screen. "It's very pretty."
"I know, I'm glad I got it for you. How was it today?" Alexis asked.
"Fun!" Julia said before she eagerly told Alexis what she'd done since the egg hunt. "And I got a pretty coloring book of Easter eggs in another basket; some are from Russia, the one with jewelry that I like."
"It sounds like you had a great time," Alexis said with another smile.
"Yeah, did you find eggs too?" Julia asked.
"Sort of, I went with Diana and her parents to meet May and Luke with their daughters to look for eggs at Golden Gate Park. And it was a beautiful day, so it was a lot of fun," Alexis said.
"How's May?" Castle asked, knowing Beckett was going to ask that at some point.
"She's doing well; apparently the baby is kicking now. But May's pretty happy," Alexis said. "She said if I talked to you Beckett, to tell you she'll call you this coming weekend."
"Great, I can catch up with her myself," she said. "I'll take Julia now Alexis, unless you had anything else to tell her?"
"Are you still practicing?" Alexis asked.
"Yeah, I practiced to show my grandpapa before he went home," Julia said.
"Okay, we'll leave you two to talk," Beckett said. "But is it alright if I ask a favor of your dad?" When Alexis nodded, looking confused, she said, "You need to give her a bath tonight. And she also wants you to," she finished with as Julia was tugging on her skirt to remind her to say the latter.
"Sure, I don't think we have too much to catch up with, so I'll be out as soon as I can," Castle said. He watched the two leave his office and then turned back to Alexis. "So anything else today?" he asked, wondering why she was smiling the way she was.
"No, just, when did you start giving her a bath?" Alexis asked, not surprised her father smiled before he began to explain.
Out in the main room, Beckett was undoing the braids in her daughter's hair that had been running along the side of her head, and combed through the reddish brown locks with her fingers. "So now you had a good day sweetie," she said. She smiled when Julia nodded, and said, "As soon as you have that bath you're going straight to bed."
Sighing, Julia then said, "I wish we had another day so I could be with you and Castle, we could go to the big park."
Smiling a little wider at her daughter's name for Central Park, Beckett said, "Maybe this weekend we can go."
"We should, we haven't gone for a while have we?" Castle said. "My mom?" he asked.
"In her room, it's why she said goodnight. Is Alexis going to call her?" Beckett asked. At his nod, she waited for him to pick Julia up, and they went up to Alexis' room to get Julia ready for her bath.
That night Castle had to wash Julia's hair once more, but he was relieved when she didn't seem to have a problem with him doing that again. And also that he hadn't messed up and accidentally gotten shampoo in her eyes. He and Beckett both got her dried and dressed together since Julia was almost falling asleep in the tub. Once the little girl was on the bed he hugged her tightly before they shared a kiss and he told her, "Sweet dreams Julia, I love you."
Nodding, yawning widely at the same time, Julia managed to open her eyes as her mother sat next to her and she hugged her as tightly as she could. "I love you Mommy," she sighed.
Kissing her, Beckett laid Julia down and tucked her in saying, "I love you too sweetie, sweet dreams." She wasn't surprised when her daughter fell asleep almost as soon as she'd spoken, and she smiled a little, knowing the day had been a great one for Julia, which was a relief. She followed Castle to the doorway where they watched her for a moment, and she closed the door behind them after he'd closed the lights. "I feel like some coffee," she told him once they were downstairs. "Which I'll-"
"I've got it," Castle interrupted her. "Sit," he said.
"So I was thinking about what you asked me on Friday," Beckett commented as she stayed at the island in the kitchen instead of going to the couch as she knew he wanted her to do.
"Yes… refresh my memory?" Castle asked, turning to her as the machine was starting to brew.
"Memorial Day weekend," Beckett said simply.
"Oh, right, did you decide?" Castle asked. "And remember, I just mentioned the fact I'm going to be alone this year to state a fact, not because I was trying to coerce-"
"You didn't," Beckett said simply, covering his mouth with her hand. "I think we should go, because if we don't, I'd have to find someone to watch Julia."
"Mrs. Parker?" Castle asked.
"She's going to see her sister in Palm Beach… I may have suggested it was the perfect time to see family…" Beckett said, smiling as he looked at her in confusion.
"You got that Monday off," Castle said in realization then.
"I did, when I told Gates that I wouldn't have someone to watch my daughter that day, she said I didn't need to worry about that, I was getting the day off anyways," Beckett said. "So we're free to go with you to the Hamptons."
"Great, when will we tell Julia?" Castle said, turning back to the coffee to pour it.
"Tomorrow, I figure it'll be good news for a Monday," Beckett replied. "And you didn't coerce me by telling me you'd be alone by the way," she told him as she took the mug he handed her and they went to the couch. She sat down, but was surprised when he set his mug down and headed to his office. "What is it?" she asked, watching him go.
Castle didn't say a word until he was walking back to her, something in his hand. He kept his gaze on her as he set down a magazine, wanting to see her reaction.
When she saw the cover, Beckett bit her lower lip for a moment, and set down her mug of coffee next to the magazine. "So," she began. "You're subscribing to wedding magazines now," trying to joke as she wasn't sure what his intention was with that.
"Actually," Castle said, trying to ease her tension he could easily see in the way she sat. "I found this on my bed Friday morning before I went to your place to have breakfast with you and Julia. Placed smack dab in the middle of my pillow with a lot more care than I thought my mother would execute."
"She's not exactly… subtle," Beckett said, relieved at his tone.
"No, but, I should tell you that I heard you and Julia talking in the bathroom yesterday while you were washing her hands and arms," Castle said, sitting next to her and facing her.
"You're horrible," Beckett said, though she had a wide smile on her face. "But at least she wants us to get married."
"And you too, judging from the fact you had this same magazine at your place," Castle said. "I saw it Thursday morning," he explained. "I swear I wasn't snooping." When Beckett looked over at him with one eyebrow raised questioningly, he held up his hands and said, "You had it in that pile of magazines; I was going to read one and was a little shocked when I saw it. But I'd like to talk to you about that Kate, our wedding." He stood then and held his hand out to hers until she took it; leading her to his office so they could have some privacy should his mother come down at some point.
Neither of them saw that Martha was standing at the top of the stairs, having gone to Alexis' room to check in on Julia as she did once in a while. She had heard their conversation and she smiled at the fact that her hint had worked. She went back into her room, wondering though what the two could really plan.
"So you want to talk about this," Beckett began as she sat on one of the armchairs, Castle next to her.
"I'd like to," he replied. "But if you want to wait-"
"No, I want to; I would love to plan but…" Beckett started to say before hesitating slightly. "We can't really set anything up for certain."
"I know, but I'm," Castle started to say before he paused and thought for a moment. "I don't want to get married this second," he explained to her. "But I think we both want to at the very least talk about it. And you know we wouldn't have to do anything exactly at the moment, we can talk about a venue, flowers I guess you need to plan those…"
"You weren't much involved in your first two weddings were you?" Beckett commented.
"They weren't really… that elaborate, or thought out in detail. In both cases they were pretty quickly done," Castle said.
"We might, if we plan to get married as soon as we know what we'll be doing after the election," Beckett said.
"That's true, but that's partially why I'd like to talk about it now," Castle said. "So at least it's planned enough it isn't something we're rushing into."
"Okay," Beckett said. "What do you want to talk about first?"
"We can't set a date, but we can set a month at the very least," Castle replied. "July is too close, but August and September would be nice," he watched her, wondering what she would say in response.
"August, Julia and Alexis won't be in school," Beckett said. "And as for the ceremony, I think a judge is the best thing we can do."
"I was thinking about that, Julia could be our ring bearer," Castle suggested, suddenly feeling a little surreal. He'd imagined the conversation in his mind a number of times, but actually having it he couldn't believe that Beckett wanted to talk about it. He couldn't help it, starting to feel a little excited though August was still four months away.
"Slash flower girl, you heard her asking me, she seems to have her heart set on that," Beckett said with a smile.
"Okay, so should we talk about the venue?" Castle asked. "That might be a little harder to do though; we can't book anything in advance."
"Of course not, unless, we do it somewhere we know the owner or person in charge who would let us have the wedding without much warning beforehand," Beckett said. She saw Castle was trying to think of places and she quickly said, "I'm talking about here Castle."
"Here?" he said in surprise. "Wait, you want-"
"When it gets out that you and I have been in this secret relationship, and also that we're getting married and you're adopting Julia, the press is going to go crazy," Beckett said.
"You think they'd want to get pictures," Castle said. He then nodded and said, "Here would be better for that, but are you sure? You never thought about getting married in a church or… Central Park?"
"You're thinking I want a huge wedding, over a hundred guests, that kind of thing?" Beckett asked. When he nodded she said, "That's something you think of when you're a little girl. And I know some women still want that, but as I grew up and when I thought about getting married, it became more important who would be my future husband. The ceremony is what concerns me most really; the actual getting married part of it; and… like I said, I don't want the paparazzi coming in and scaring our daughter. Plus, I want a more private wedding, simple will be much better."
"So you'll be getting a really great dress right?" Castle asked. When she looked at him he said, "And the reception here too?"
"If you don't-" Beckett began.
"I like the idea, and if we do it at the windows over there in the morning, we'll have great light," Castle said, glancing over at them. "I'm talking about the photographer we hire," he explained when she shook her head with a smile. "But I agree, let's get married here, and, we can finish with the adoption papers in here," he said.
"Good, we're in agreement," Beckett said shortly. "Anything else?"
"Flowers?" Castle asked. "Cake?"
"You want to design the cake now?" Beckett asked.
"Then how about flowers?" Castle suggested. "Roses? Or what about-"
"White orchids," he and Beckett said at the same time.
"And? I'm not making your bouquet. I may be metrosexual as you keep saying but I don't go out and pick flowers… well, I have another suggestion, but you can go first," Castle said when she didn't continue after they'd spoken at the same time.
"Delphinium," Beckett said simply. She smiled when Castle didn't seem to recognize the name, so she got her phone and pulled up some pictures of the flower, going to sit on his lap instead of handing it to him.
"That'll go great with my other suggestion," Castle said, taking the phone and searching it, showed her some pictures.
"Bells of Ireland, pretty," Beckett said.
"Okay, so we've got three flowers," Castle said. "We seem to be repeating the number a lot."
"Well, it's how our family started, you, me and Julia, when we were in the Hamptons the first time; when we really started becoming a family. I'm guessing that's why you bought this ring," Beckett said as she held up her hand; her ring he'd placed on her finger after they'd returned from the egg hunt earlier.
"Pretty much," Castle said. "So we have the flowers, where it's going to be, and a month, I think that's pretty good so far ahead."
"What about our honeymoon," Beckett suggested.
"Oh, that, I'm wondering if you might let me take care of that," Castle said.
"You mean where we go?" Beckett asked.
"Yeah," Castle answered, not saying anything else though she was watching him expectantly.
"Alright, I guess, I can trust you to take us somewhere that might be romantic. And I'm also trusting you to take me at least to somewhere I've never been before. So not San Francisco," Beckett said, smiling when Castle nodded his head in response.
"That would be pretty romantic though; to go there," he said.
"I know, but I'd like to go somewhere new," Beckett said. "And also somewhere you'd like to go too."
"What if it was somewhere I've been to before?" Castle asked.
"Alone? Sure, if you don't mind sharing the place with me," Beckett said.
"No, actually," Castle said, unaware that his enthusiasm was seeping into his tone of voice. "I have an idea already of where to go, and it's somewhere I'd like to share with you."
"That's so sweet," Beckett said, smiling at how he was looking so excited.
"That's the idea, and the fact that's it going to be our honey-" Castle started to say suggestively before she slapped him on the shoulder. He laughed and said, "What about your dress?"
"My dress is going to be chosen by me," Beckett said simply, knowing he wasn't asking to help her pick it out.
"Not that," Castle said in mock exasperation. "When can I see it? I ask because I know you have to have some idea of what you want."
"You will see it when we get married, no sooner, especially since I don't have it now," Beckett said, cupping his cheeks. She leaned down and brushed her lips against his before she paused.
"What?" Castle asked, wondering at the look on her face.
"Are we going to have some kind of color or colors for the wedding?" Beckett asked.
"Well…" Castle started to say before he looked at her and stopped. "This," he said, pointing to her pendant.
"Julia will be happy," Beckett said with a smile as she touched her blue aquamarine, having had the same color in mind. "I almost forgot we need to get a dress for her and Alexis; I want her to hold my bouquet if she doesn't mind, and help Julia too."
"Good idea, we should talk to Alexis though, and our parents, let them know what we're planning on," Castle said, touched she wanted his daughter to be part of the ceremony too.
"And Julia, but we'll do that starting this week. So we're done?" she then asked.
"With that, I have something I wanted to watch," Castle said, his statement more of a question.
"Alright, but I'm not planning on moving," Beckett said, watching as he reached over for the remote for the TV.
"Believe me, I'm not either," Castle said. "Unless it's in that direction," he said, gesturing towards his room. He laughed slightly when she pushed his shoulder, and he got the episode of the show he'd wanted to see for a long time set up.
"Air Crash Investigation again?" Beckett asked with a sigh. "Wait, Qantas 32: Titanic in the Sky? Seriously?"
"I know, but I looked at the summary, and then looked at the flight, no one gets killed, so it's a more positive episode," Castle reassured her, waiting to see if she would make him put something else on.
"Go ahead," Beckett said, smiling as she realized why he wasn't playing the episode. She leaned against him as the episode began, and found out quickly why he'd wanted to see it, since it was about an A380. She was quiet through the episode until it was finished, and said, "So you're planning on getting a model of a Qantas?"
"I was thinking about it. Pretty amazing that didn't turn out worse," Castle commented. "But see, happy endings all around. Except for them having to pay for the damage of course."
"Of course," Beckett said. She took the remote from him, and turned off the TV before she made him turn his head to her.
Castle wasn't surprised by the kiss, but was when she seemed to be incredibly eager, making him groan as he wrapped his arms around her tightly in response. He wasn't sure how long that kiss lasted, or the second; or even the third; but when she finally pulled away, he was breathing hard and shuddered as she merely got up and walked away. He almost scrambled to stand, but then simply walked after her, luckily his stride a little longer and faster than hers to allow him to catch up with her.
Beckett smiled, almost smirked, when Castle took hold of her arm, but when he suddenly rushed her into his room she had to recover as he stopped her to close and lock all the doors leading inside. Her heart was pounding as she waited for him in front of his dresser, and bit her lower lip at the look in his eyes as he walked up to her. "So-" she started to say, ready to begin her plan; though she was starting to wonder if it was going to last.
As he stepped closer to her, Castle didn't stop, making his fiancée walk back fully into the dresser, and he saw the smile on her face disappear quickly. He saw her expression of surprise and uncertainty, knowing she was trying to guess what he was going to do exactly. He leaned down and kissed her gently, wanting to throw her off until he was ready. When she wrapped her arms around his neck a second later, he had his cue and moved.
Gasping and breaking off their kiss as she was suddenly pushed back into the drawers, Beckett looked up at Castle, seeing his eyes were darkened, and she wasn't sure what was reacting more; her heart or her body as every inch of her skin seemed to become a lot more sensitive. She didn't like feeling so unsure and taken aback, so she leaned up, nipping at his chin before he pressed his groin against hers. When he proceeded to jerk against her slightly, she cried out once and snapped her teeth together to keep that from happening again.
"So you can feel that," Castle found himself nearly growling as he wanted her to understand. "You've been doing that all day you know that right?"
"I know… I was hoping," Beckett started to say before trailing off as his hands were suddenly drifting down the front of her body. "I was going to do… I had ideas and plans but… I don't think I want to stick to them now."
"Then we'll figure out what we'll do as we go," Castle said. "I was always great at improv," he told her before he grabbed her hips and moved her in time with him as he kissed her neck at the same time.
Taking his kiss then, Beckett didn't stop moving, but she didn't want to stay where they were. So when they pulled apart to breathe, she said, "Wait, stop Castle…" a little shocked when he did so immediately. "How-" she began to say.
"Don't ask," Castle said quickly. "What is it? Too much?"
"No, that was nice," Beckett said, pronouncing the word nice a little slowly. "But, I don't know that I really want you to take me right here."
Looking back at the dresser behind her, Castle touched one of the drawer pulls and nodded saying, "You're absolutely right." He then pulled her a little roughly to the armchair next to her side of the bed where he made her turn around once he had stopped them.
"You-" Beckett started to say. But he was almost tearing open the zipper on her dress, and pulling it down so hard her straps went down a little on her shoulders. "Castle," she started to say, wanting to stop him.
"I was having a hard time today," he said in response to her tone of voice. "Seeing you in this and I couldn't stop staring at you."
"My legs," Beckett gasped a little as she remained still as he pulled her dress down to her waist and then pulled her roughly against him. "You couldn't stop staring at my legs."
"Exactly," Castle said, reaching under her skirt. He felt her tense up for a second when he grabbed the only piece of clothing she was wearing underneath the dress. "You noticed?" he then asked as his mind cleared enough to realize what she'd said.
"How could I n-not! If you're going to-" Beckett cried out when he was pulling her over to the armchair. A quick jerk of his hands and she was almost completely naked under her sundress; a quick flick of her right leg and she was. She had a little time to recover from that as he pulled her onto his lap, and when he slammed her down on him she had to wonder when he'd had time to open his trousers. But the question was lost as he proceeded to move, reaching up around her to her breasts as she was facing away from him. The first touch of his hands on her and she was spurred to move, coming back to herself and shaking off the daze at how fast he'd been moving them. She matched his rhythm and was relieved they'd had their little moment at the dresser as he was going fast.
"I told you I had a hard time today," Castle said as his hands were covering both of her breasts before squeezing them tightly. He felt her back arch, which made her tighter around him, and he groaned her name once before he slid his hands down her body. For a while he stayed at her stomach, feeling the muscles under her skin tensing and relaxing, the pattern following her pace. He shuddered at that, and moved faster as he detoured to hold her hips to facilitate the change in his speed. He heard her gasping and a few quick moans escaping her mouth in front of him, and he began to press kisses over her back, flicking his tongue out here and there. He was groaning again, as she was even with him very shortly after, and the friction between them was intense though he wasn't outright fucking her. He suddenly wanted to, but decided to leave that up to her. To distract himself, he let go of her waist, and put his hands on her knees.
Looking down at them, Beckett watched, her breath coming out in pants as his hands slid up her thighs roughly. When he reached the hem of her dress he pulled her legs slightly more apart, and his right hand disappeared under the skirt. A moment later she tensed up before going back to thrusting, his fingers rolling around her swollen nub. The effect was instantaneous, and she jerked back and forth on him, using only her hips, so she wasn't moving far on him, but a lot harder. When he placed his hand on her stomach and pulled her back against him she wasn't surprised, just relieved that he was still touching her.
"So you… enjoy that," Castle whispered against her ear. He wasn't too surprised when she nodded a yes, and he nibbled at her lobe before he told her, "Then don't stop."
"Just as long as you… as you don't either Castle," Beckett replied quickly. When he suddenly made her stop she groaned in frustration, but he was then whispering something else to her, and her eyes went wide. But looking back at him she saw his shrug and realized it was up to her if she did as he'd asked. Biting her lower lip as she looked into his eyes, she was a little surprised to see him visibly shake at that, and asked, "What is it?"
Staring at her with slightly widened eyes, Castle shook his head in response, wondering if she knew how she'd looked when she'd turned to him with her hair half covering her face as it was draped over her left shoulder. He grit his teeth together then when she spread her legs even further, and he leaned against her to watch as she placed her feet outside of his as he'd asked. The second she had done that, he was pulling her back against him and cupping her breasts once more, moving again, going immediately back to the rhythm that he'd been at before stopping her. He had to fight with himself the moment he thrust back inside her, as with the way her legs were positioned, she was very tight around him. He nearly lost it, but when he began to run his palms back and forth over her nipples, her response snapped him out of it.
Leaning back fully against Castle by then, Beckett was only moving in short, quick jerks of her body. She didn't mind that, as he was providing her with the pleasure she'd felt earlier since he was the one able to move. What had her almost panting, and crying out his name, were his hands that were suddenly moving across her breasts almost desperately. He cupped them, covered them with his palms flat over her nipples, and when he began to gently squeeze them, she was fighting herself to keep from reaching the end too soon; not realizing he'd done the same as well. But like him, she just managed to get control over herself, though she knew that was only temporary as he was beginning to kiss her shoulders and back.
Cursing himself inwardly a little for the position he'd put her in, Castle wanted to kiss her badly, but instead he focused on what he could reach of her. He was ghosting his lips over her back, before reaching up to her hair. Pushing it over her left shoulder, he kissed the nape of her neck, not too surprised at the shiver that ran through her in response. His hands by then were on her abdomen, concentrating more on thrusting in her than stimulating anything else with his hands. But when he moved to the junction of her neck and shoulder on her right side, he looked over her and slid his hands up to her chest. He felt her back tense against him as he carefully rolled her nipples with his fingers, glancing at her face and seeing a little of the expression that appeared there. He bit lightly at her skin and had to take hold of her to help her regain their rhythm together as she'd gotten a little erratic, not caring that she had, just needing to make sure he was close enough with her before they lost it.
Leaning her head back on Castle's shoulder, Beckett cupped his cheek, looking out of the corner of her eye as he kissed her palm. She then reached down to his right hand that was on her breast, and drew it down between her legs, lifting her skirt to give him access. She directed him how she wanted him to move, and was breathing harder and harder as his fingers were almost sliding around her apex of her legs, making her bite her lower lip hard. "Castle…" she warned him. She only had time to do that before she was sitting up straight, crying out as her climax nearly took her breath away; back rigid in her rapture.
Holding onto her tightly, Castle was right behind her, still moving with her though the sound of their hips meeting together was a little off as they had lost their mutual pace. He didn't care though, wanting to make sure he gave her what he thought she deserved, and took what he'd wanted since seeing her in the dress. With that thought in mind, he pushed them to a second orgasm that was nearly simultaneous, as his fingers were still between her legs, and his other hand was at her breasts, rubbing and squeezing at them hard.
Beckett was a little unsure if she was reacting vocally to her second peak, but didn't think it mattered, as she could tell Castle knew what she was going through. She moved for as long as she could, her body on fire, especially where he'd been touching her, and finally she calmed down, almost collapsing back against him. The room was quiet, and she could hear his harsh breathing behind her as he hugged her to him, a move she wasn't expecting, but she appreciated it. "So…" she started to say, able to speak. "You worked out some of your… I'm going to guess suppression?"
"It's going to be one of those nights," Castle said in warning as their lovemaking had yet to calm him down.
"Oh, I think I'm ready for it," Beckett said. "I did want to at least spend a little more time with you than usual tonight," she told him as he made her stand up. She smiled as she touched her pendant and said, "We haven't been together since Wednesday night."
"That's a long time," Castle said jokingly. "And I was suppressing, as you called it, since this morning."
"That's a long time," Beckett said. "But," she said, unbuttoning his shirt. "I think we can work that out."
"Is it what you want, because I'm not taking a body, I want you," Castle said seriously though he was having a hard time as she spread apart the blue striped fabric.
Beckett didn't reply to that, instead she leaned into him and kissed him deeply before he held her to his bare chest. She trembled a little at the sensation, and parted her lips for his tongue. While she was busy rolling her tongue around his, she was reaching in between them, getting his trousers opened and pushing them down before he pulled away.
"You want me naked badly," Castle said, smirking. He kissed her lips when she gave him a look, and then told her, "I want the same thing, but for you to be naked… luckily we started the process," as he pushed her dress off her hips and it seemed to almost float down to the floor.
"I think you mean you did," Beckett said, stopping him before he could make her sit on the edge of the bed. She pushed off the rest of his clothes, and as he was taking everything off to discard on the floor, she sat on the edge of the bed, holding her foot out to him when he turned to her.
"Times like this I really love you wanting to dominate me," Castle said, removing her heel before he proceeded to kiss his way down her foot to her toes. He did the same with the other foot, and when he stood up, was a little startled when she grabbed him and made him lay down on the bed on her side. He tried to touch her as she propped him up with some pillows behind his back, but when she slapped away his hands, he stopped, waiting to see what she wanted exactly. He sucked in a hard breath of air as she straddled his thighs, shaking her hair behind her shoulders as he watched. "You-" he began before she was taking his erection in her hand. "Kate…" he groaned heavily.
Smiling at his tone of voice, Beckett slowly began to stroke him, watching him carefully, as it had been some time since she'd done that for him. She leaned over after a while of watching his face contort in pleasure as she changed her pace, how hard she was holding on to him and what she touched exactly with each move up and down. She never kept things the same, wanting to make him a little unsure of what she had planned for him. What surprised her; as she looked at him; was that he hadn't seemed to remember she always did that when she was pleasuring him manually. But she guessed she couldn't blame him, they did a lot together and it became harder and harder to remember things. But her hands moved as if on their own, and she leaned over, kissing him as she took her hands off of him suddenly; deciding it was time to add something new to her technique.
Groaning heavily in response to the sudden absence of her warm, soft hands, Castle grabbed her by the shoulders as she kissed him. He kissed her back, but was so unsettled by her move that he allowed her to take over, her tongue plunging into his mouth before she moved slightly, and he grunted as he could feel her slick folds over his length. "You… fuck," he couldn't help swear as she didn't move; only stayed where she was as she stared at him. "You need to… I'm going to end up throwing you down on the bed unless-" he started to say; feeling like every muscle in his body was tensed up in his desire for her and trying not to snap.
Knowing from his tone that he was serious, Beckett quickly moved back so she could take him back into her hand again. Her action had helped her, as she was able to stroke him a little bit easier than she had before she'd lain on top of him. She watched him closely as she sat up then, seeing the same pleasure on his face as before. But that time she worked steadily on him, going slowly at first before she sped up with each up and down pass of her hand. With her free hand she touched what she could reach, moving as his body would buck up and down in response to her. When she was going as fast as she'd planned, she kept her attention on him, to make sure she knew when he was about to break. But before she could get to that point, he was suddenly reaching out, and grabbing her shoulders.
Though he had enjoyed her manual stimulation immensely, Castle couldn't take it anymore, the frustrations from the position they'd been in on the armchair and her teasing him with her body just then was too much. He almost threw her on the bed, leaving her lying on it diagonally and before she could recover from that he was literally ramming into her, groaning as she let out a kind of shriek that he knew she hadn't been able to control. "Tell me," he begged her, holding her hands down with his as her right leg wrapped around his waist.
"You know already," Beckett panted, his thrust nearly pushing her head into the headboard at the corner of the mattress. "You don't need to ask!" But when he still didn't move, instead just kissed around her aquamarine pendant, she bit her lower lip hard and finally gave up. She pulled on the back of his neck until they were face to face and she whispered into his ear, "Fuck me Rick, please."
The strain in his fiancée's voice as she said the word please was enough to push Castle to start to move immediately, and he began to do so, groaning in pleasure as she let out a heavy moan since he was thrusting as fast as he could. He could soon hear the bed underneath them as it had no choice to move with them, and he shook before turning his head to take her lips. As they kissed he plunged his tongue into her mouth before he curled it around hers, telling by the way her hands clutched at the back of his head that she was enjoying that. He could feel her left leg against the side of his, and he suddenly pulled away from her, making them both gasp as it was unexpected for them both.
Looking on, Beckett watched as her fiancé made her bend her knee, and she hurriedly placed her foot on the side of his knee before he could do anything else. She let out a heavy hiss as he sank back inside her, filling her deeply, and she clutched him to her tightly as she tried to deal with the sudden euphoria that rushed through her so intently.
"I can't stop," Castle whispered against her lips.
"I know," was all that Beckett said in response. She tried to tilt her hips up towards his a little more, but couldn't get them at the right angle. She looked over to her right and grabbed at the pillow there before she brought it back to try and put underneath her.
Feeling her struggle, Castle quickly stopped long enough to help her, before he was thrusting again, groaning as he was getting further inside of her, even with the way her legs were positioned on him. He kissed her hard, feeling her lips bruising his with the force of his kiss, and he slipped his tongue into her mouth as she was there to meet it with hers. They tangled around together, and he began to press harder against the junction of her legs when he was sinking inside of her, not surprised when she tilted her head up, breaking their mouths apart. He didn't mind it, and went straight to her breasts as they were moving with the rest of her body. Looking up at her as he just barely brushed his lips against her left nipple, he saw her head snap down to look at him, and he reached up to lightly fondle her other mound.
Shaking slightly as she watched Castle take her nipple into his mouth, Beckett felt there were points of her body completely on fire. Her breasts that he was both suckling at and touching, where their bodies were slamming into each other, and all the other stretches of skin where he touched her or slid against her. She was trying to control herself, trying to stop the spinning of her head, and knowing she wasn't going to be able to do it. She felt it was too soon to end things, and she reached down to try and stop her fiancé, hoping he would understand the reason when she hated him doing that to her.
When Beckett suddenly stopped, Castle did so himself, since she usually tried to stop him when she wanted them to do that, but he saw that she looked to be a little concerned. So he took her hand that was on his back, kissing her fingertips before doing the same to her palm. He went to her wrist, and instead of nipping at it, ghosted his lips over the skin on the bottom of it. He wasn't too surprised when she trembled under him, and he looked into her eyes deeply as he let go of her hand to let her cup his cheek. He wanted to ask her if he should move, but instead leaned down to kiss her, unable to help himself as the need came on to him badly. When they parted to breathe he asked, "Too much?"
"No… yes, I just… I didn't want to end things yet," Beckett said. She saw that even though he was nodding in response to that, he was incredibly tense, and she felt a little bad for making him stop. So she gently brushed her lips across his as an idea came to her. "You know, I did kind of tease you earlier."
"Well, that wasn't too bad or anything," Castle said with a shrug, clenching his jaw as the movement reminded him that he was staying in place. "Why?"
"Because if you'd like to pay me back for that, I don't think I'd have any right to protest," Beckett said, watching him to see his reaction. She cried out when it was instant, and he was making her get up on her knees, facing away from him as she was suddenly looking out the window on his side of the bed. "You-" she began to say turning back to him and trying to touch his arm.
Before she could say anything, Castle was grabbing her wrists, holding them away from both their bodies and he leaned over, saying into her ear, "You said you wouldn't protest."
"I never said that," Beckett said, suddenly finding herself regretting that as she was feeling the absence of him.
"Close enough," Castle said simply before he brushed his lips over hers. "All I want to know is will you stop me like that again? Or can we keep going Kate?"
"Keep going," Beckett said before he'd even finished speaking. "And Rick? You better fuck me again."
"Whatever you want," Castle said, though he'd been hoping she'd say that. Letting her go, he followed her down onto the bed and sank into her slowly, but that was the last time he was tender in any way. Once he was fully inside her, he was thrusting hard, trying not to risk hurting her, but knowing they were both tired of holding back anymore. He reached in between them and grabbed her breast with his hand, flicking her nipple with his thumb as she arched her back. Luckily they were in the same exact position as before, so he was getting deep inside her again, and he knew they weren't going to last long. With that thought, he put his attention on doing whatever he could to her, to make her cry out his name again.
Clutching at the back of Castle's head as he took her breasts with his mouth and hands, Beckett was thinking along the same line as he was, since she could feel the pleasure rising up inside her. She had no concept of time as he moved up to start kissing her, but suddenly her body was tensing, and it was as if she'd been punched the sensation was so abrupt. But she was soon almost screaming his name as the ecstasy took over her body and her thrusts against him became very erratic. She held him tightly to her, feeling him join her shortly after, and she could feel her name against her neck, as he'd buried his face there.
Breathing hard against her skin, Castle couldn't find it in himself to make his body stop, and let it take over, as Beckett wasn't doing so either. He wasn't all that surprised when they brought each other off yet again, but that time they were a little rougher with each other, grabbing onto one another forcefully. Finally though, he felt her stop moving and he followed suit, almost collapsing on her. He nuzzled her jaw with his lips when he'd recovered enough, and raised his head to look at her. "I never really thought you'd ask me to punish you," he commented, since she'd never taken that suggestion when he made it.
"It wasn't the type of 'punishment' I hate," Beckett said simply. "But it was effective," she said, smiling as she watched him move off of her. She got up and helped him get the bed somewhat set to rights before she lay against his side, and said, "I heard what you said."
"What did I say?" Castle asked, wondering what she was talking about.
"Ah, so you didn't mean it," Beckett said, though she was smirking. Seeing Castle's genuinely confused look, she said, "You're addicted to me?"
Sucking in a deep breath of air as he realized he'd voiced a thought he'd had since he'd bought her engagement ring, Castle said, "No, I did mean it, I just didn't want you to hear it."
"Why?" Beckett asked.
"Not sure if you want to hear that," Castle said, a little unsure of what she was thinking as he studied her while he raised himself up onto his side to look down at her.
"You said you meant it?" Beckett asked. When he nodded, she said, "What woman wouldn't want to find out they're their fiancé's addiction? Especially since it means they're that good at sex."
"So, you don't mind," Castle said slowly.
Rolling her eyes, Beckett said, "I'm pretty sure what I just said implies that." She lifted her head enough to be able to kiss him, placing her hand on his cheek as he held onto her waist. "And you know, I think I might be facing the same thing," she said once they'd managed to part and stay apart.
"Meaning?" Castle said, wanting to hear her say it.
Beckett let a long pause pass between them, wanting to tease him, before she said, "I'm very much addicted to you too. Also, I think you've ruined me for other men you realize, I don't think they'd be able to really… measure up."
"I… great, I love to hear that, because I'm pretty sure I'm only going to want to say your name, so I'm not looking to be with other women," Castle said, though he was a little self satisfied at her subtle compliment to him. "So you ruined me for other women. Great, now, I have a question."
"Okay," Beckett said, smiling at his tone before he'd said he had a question.
"Are you cold?" Castle asked, leaning over her slightly.
A little surprised he'd asked that, Beckett glanced to the window, seeing the rain still falling down the panes, and she turned back to him, a smile spreading across her lips. "I love you," she told him before answering.
"I love you too," Castle said, wondering if she hadn't gotten his hint.
"And so you know, I'm absolutely freezing," Beckett told him as seriously as she could.
Smiling at her response, Castle grabbed the sheets from the bottom of the bed as Beckett pulled him onto her. Turning to her they kissed deeply, and easily began to make love as she took him inside her. The rain was still falling against the windows as the two caressed one another while they moved together in an easy, unhurried rhythm. Their world seemed to shrink then, to only include them both and the bed as they kissed, whispering when they could to each other, neither one remembering what exactly they said later when they finally allowed themselves the warmth of the covers. But at that moment, all they wanted was the heat of one another, and to feel what they were for each other; what they would always have together.