A/N: Nikki Heat (not the one from Heat Wave, y'all :P ) wanted to see Castle and Beckett together in bed. So, since I really do everything you guys tell me to, I tried to write it. It's short – mainly because I wanted to keep it T-rating – but I hope it's good enough.
One thing for all of you loyal readers: Updates might not be daily anymore for some time. I've a test week coming up and it counts for my graduation so I really have to study hard. I will try to update as often as I can, but now you know why I might not manage to upload a new one every day.
How they had ended up like this, no one would ever know.
Beckett liked to blame it on the alcohol she'd been drinking. But everytime she said something relating to that, Castle told her that she wasn't as drunk as she'd like to be. No, she had ended up in his bed simply because she had liked him from day one and was now finally acting on it, having been loosened up by the alcohol.
Well, either way, she had drunk way too much.
Castle had been drinking, too. She could taste it when she kissed him, could smell the alcohol when she buried her face in his neck. How could she care, though? The tequila had spun her out of control and forced all the thoughts about why this was wrong out of her head.
For now, she gave up the fight (not like she could do anything anyway, Castle had found it a perfect idea to cuff one of her hands to the bed) and let Castle do with her what he liked, what he had wanted to do with her for a long time.
Why had she fought against this so hard again?