Castle was more than happy to finally be home and out of the blistering winter that had been terrorizing the city for the last few weeks. His whole body shook in a shiver as the heat in the apartment hit his chilled skin. As he shook the lingering snow off the shoulders of his jacket and hung it up in the closet, he scanned the length of the apartment seeking his family.

His meeting at Black Pawn had ended an hour earlier than he was expecting, and, as far as he knew, no one was supposed to be in the loft. Therefore, if he was actually alone, he could turn up the volume and practice his rock star Guitar Hero skills. Score.

Castle stood in the entry way, silent, for thirty more seconds, listening carefully for any signs of life. When he didn't hear anything, Castle's arm flew up in the air in a fist pump. This opportunity didn't come very often with three, well almost three, women living with him. Kate was practically living at the loft, but she still refused to officially move in. As long as she was by his side every night, though, he was happy.

He made a pit stop in the kitchen to grab a soda and a bag of chips, all the while doing a little jig as he went. He would definitely get a look from all three of the girls in his life if they knew what he was planning, but they weren't there, so ha.

As he shuffled into his office, muttering the lyrics to his favorite song in the game, he almost fell over due to an unexpected obstruction in the middle of the floor. He squeaked as came to a quick stop, juggling the chips and drink that had been knocked from his grip in the process. What the…?

Back in control of the situation, he frowned down at what was standing, well laying, in between him and his manly alone time. Kate? There, on top of her bright-purple yoga mat, Kate lay in child's pose, fast asleep.

What are you doing here? Castle let out a small sigh and carefully stepped around her prone form in order to set down his treats on his desk. He wasn't disappointed, per say, he was just… ok, yes, he was disappointed that his chances of man-time had just flown out the window. Not that he didn't absolutely love every minute he got to spend with the woman currently drooling on the floor, but everyone needs a little alone time every once in a while.

As he stood over her, hands on his hips and mind roaming over every which way he could deal with this situation, Castle realized that he could have some fun with this. With twin cracks from each knee, he kneeled down next to Kate and lowered his head to be level with where hers was pressed to the mat.

I'm a lucky man, he thought as he stared at her relaxed countenance. He couldn't even begin to fathom how he got so lucky to win over a girl like her. At that moment, she emitted a cute little snore that made a large smile bloom across Castle's face. Very lucky, he was.

Castle reached back into his pocket and grabbed his phone to snap a quick picture of her state in order to have something to look back on in the future, or, in the most extreme situation, as a small piece of blackmail. After approving his photography skills and pocketing his phone, he settled into position.

Lifting one leg up and over her back, he brought his whole body over Kate's so that her balled-up form was completely surrounded by his. When he finally made it to where he wanted to be, he released a silent breath of air, glad he didn't foil it all by waking her.

With a thin inch separating his body from hers, he leaned forward and pressed a wet kiss to the apple of her cheek. "Kate," he whispered, so close that the word brushed across the small hairs along her hairline, making them gently quiver for a moment.

Without a response from her, he called out again, this time being rewarded with a sleepy little moan, "Castle?"

"Good afternoon, my lovely Yogi." He stroked a line up her forearm with the tip of his pinky finger.

Her mouth opened in a wide yawn, "Yogi?"

"Yeah, Yogi. As in someone who practices the art of yoga. And you, detective," he leaned forward to pull her earlobe into his mouth for a quick nip, "fit that description."

He felt her body tense as it finally dawned on her what position they were in. "Uh, Castle?" He answered her with a hum as he kissed and nuzzled just behind her ear. "What exactly are you doing?"

"Well, since you asked, do you want to know what I noticed when I walked into you snoozing here?" Castle asked with a quick thrust of his hips into hers for punctuation.

Kate sucked in a quick breath of surprise and seemed to waver a bit before finding her voice again, "Wha- what?"

As the good writer he was, Castle couldn't pass up the opportunity to build up a little suspense. Settling his weight onto one hand, he used the other to snake beneath her ribcage and pull her up so that the inch that ran between them ceased to exist. After another stuttered gasp from Kate and a silent pat on the back for himself, Castle finally answered, "I noticed, that some of these yoga positions you so often practice aren't too far away from those that we so often practice at night."

"You know, Castle," Kate all but purred after a few moments of heated silence, "we don't have to limit ourselves to night."

Castle chuckled against the salty skin of her neck, "Are you propositioning something to me, Sweetheart?" His chuckle was quickly turned into a deep moan as Kate bucked her hips up to press against him.

"Don't," she hissed out, "call me Sweetheart."

"Care to punish me, mi cariño?" Castle asked as his hand began sneaking up the skin-tight athletic top she wouldn't be wearing for much longer.

The next thing he knew, Castle was on his back, wind knocked out of him and his smoky goddess hovering above him, trapping him between her toned thighs. "Oh, Castle, you have no idea."

I had fun with this one. Let me know your thoughts! -RockChalkLove