"You know they're probably fine," Castle said as they walked to the front door of his Hampton house. They had left Ryan and Esposito alone all day yesterday and were trying to call them this morning but no one picked up.

"The least they could do is answer their phones," Beckett said.

"Let's be real here, Kevin is probably still curled up in bed and Esposito is breathing down his neck making sure everything is okay." Castle slipped his key into the lock and opened up the door to reveal his empty living room.

The furniture was all were he left it so no witches had attempted to break in and kidnap Kevin while they were gone. "Ryan? Esposito?" He called out loudly, stepping inside.

Cynthia and Beckett followed in close behind. The moment the witch was through the door, she gagged and threw her hand over her nose. Castle frowned at her reaction. She hadn't acted that way the other day.

"What's wrong?"

"The smell," she managed to say between a pinched nose.

Castle looked around, not finding or smelling the source of Cynthia's discomfort. "Maybe one of the boys left take out somewhere," he suggested.

But Cynthia shook her head. "I don't think those two even had time to eat."

Castle looked over to Beckett but she just shrugged her shoulders, as lost as he was.

Footsteps caught their attention and they turned to the hallway where Esposito was still wearing the clothes he had worn when they arrived. Ryan was wearing another one of Castle's t-shirts that fell past his mid-thigh.

Cynthia turned her disgusted gaze to them. "I was rooting for you the entire time, believe me," she said. "But seriously?"

Esposito frowned. "What's wrong?"

"You stunk her out," Castle said, wishing he knew what smell was attacking Cynthia's nose.

Ryan lifted his arm up and sniffed under his armpit. "I just took a bath, can't have been me." Sure enough, his hair was wet as it left damp trails of water down his shirt.

Cynthia rolled her eyes. "That's not what I'm smelling." She must have realized no one knew what she was talking about and finally said, "Let's just say these two had fun with this place to themselves."

Castle furrowed his brow staring at her. Sure, his place was a lot of fun. In the past when the three of them had a 'Boys' Weekend' they converted the entire house into a laser tag arena. Ryan and Esposito probably got themselves into some trouble these past two days.

But then he turned to Ryan and Esposito and felt like an idiot for not noticing it earlier. Ryan was standing so close to Esposito, he was practically on top of him. And that wasn't weird, they did that all the time, but not when Ryan was wearing nothing but a t-shirt. Ryan had the blanket pulled up around his neck because he didn't like to be around them with no pants or underwear on. But here he was with Esposito a day later, his bare leg pressed up against Esposito's.

And even if he didn't have his great detective/mystery writer skills, it was obvious when he saw the dark hickey on Ryan's neck.

Castle's eyes shot open wider and he wasn't sure what he should start yelling about first. Since Ryan wasn't really his daughter (or son) and wouldn't appreciate him freaking out like an overprotective father on prom night, he chose the other option. "Seriously?! You two better have cleaned my sheets!"

Ryan's face turned beet red and he curled away from everyone, into Esposito. Since the cat was already out of the bag, Esposito snaked his arm around Ryan's waist and pulled him close.

"Oh, they better have cleaned more than just the couch," Cynthia scoffed, her voice sounding nasally from pinching her nose still.

Castle's head whipped to Cynthia when he said in outrage, "What?"

Beckett addressed Cynthia as well, "You can smell it?"

She nodded her head furiously. "Yes, it's a natural scent and sometimes enjoyable. But just like a teenage boy using too much Axe, it can become quite nauseating."

"That bad?" Beckett asked, raising her eyebrows and stealing a glance at Ryan and Esposito.

"It smells worse than a honeymoon suite after being used for two weeks," Cynthia deadpanned.

Castle would have high fived Esposito if it weren't for the fact that he was using his house and if he still didn't feel that twinge of feeling like a father to Kevin. "You are despicable."

Esposito smiled at him almost smugly. "I tried to hold it back. Really. But Kev was having some really hot dreams that needed my attention."

"You couldn't have waited two days?"

With a ascoff, Esposito answered, "You try sharing a bond with some as hot as him moaning your name in his sleep."

Ryan blushed harder and smacked Esposito's arm. "Javi!"

"Is the spell gone?" Cynthia asked.

Esposito paused and seemed to think for a moment before responding, "Yeah. I haven't felt it since we started. I built up a wall again because there was no way I was feeling everything I was doing to him without becoming a puddle of nerves."

"Okay, okay," Castle quickly said. "TMI."

"What? You asked!"

"Not for details," Castle snapped, not angrily, but putting up his show of being completely disgusted by treating his home like it was the stage set for some porno. "Did you two at least use protection?"

"Uh, not including the first time, yeah." Esposito nodded his head and then added, "You're gonna need more condoms, buddy."

Castle opened his mouth to yell at them again but Cynthia interrupted him with something more important, "You're not pregnant. If you're wondering."

Ryan's face paled as he looked over to the witch. "Oh, uh. I hadn't really, uh…"

Cynthia rolled her eyes. "Yeah. Now that you've got ovaries and a uterus in there, you might want to be more careful."

"You can smell that too?" Beckett asked, curiously.

"Not so much as smell, as sense." Cynthia turned to her. "I would sense the beginning of a soul growing inside of the mother."

"Do I really need to give you two The Talk?" Castle asked, enjoying the way RYan's cheeks burned up in humiliation again. Ha, take that for desecrating his bed (and who knows where the hell else) with their sinful activities.

"Did you guys come over for a reason or we can we go? We were going to finish our marathon sex in the front window." Esposito said, causing Castle to splutter. He forgot how well the Hispanic detective could shoot them back.

"Well," Beckett said, unlike her husband she wasn't caught off guard by Esposito's comment. "We were going to have lunch and talk to you about undoing the spell but I don't think Cynthia wants to smell you two as she's trying to eat."

"And I don't think you want to eat on that table until you bleach it...a few times," Cynthia said.

Castle looked over at his table that was lacking its usual centerpiece. He stayed quiet for a moment before turning back to the boys. "Oh, come on!" He yelled.

They all decided it would be easier on everyone to go out for lunch. Ryan was against the idea until Castle offered him a pair of sweatpants that he could tie around his waist to keep up.

Castle reminded the boys that after this they were keeping emergency sets of clothes in the house.

Ryan and Esposito took their own car since not everyone would fit into one. Castle told Ryan not to distract Esposito while he was driving in any way.

They met at a small restaurant down in town. Castle parked their car next to the cherry red Charger and opened his door to step out. He felt his lips quirk in a small smile when he saw Javier park the car and lean over to catch Kevin's lips in a kiss before they stepped out.

He averted his gaze when they sat back and pretended like he didn't see the affection. "You boys ready to finally eat something?"

Ryan smirked up at him and said, "I don't, Castle. I'm already feeling kinda full from yesterday and this morning."

It took Castle a minute to realize Ryan was being inappropriately nasty on purpose. He shoved him slightly. "Watch your mouth."

"Oh, I've washed my mouth."

"Beckett," Castle whined, turning towards his wife. "Ryan is being extremely gross.

Beckett ignored him in favor of turning to Cynthia. "I forgot we don't take him out in public a lot." Castle was fairly certain he was the "him" in that sentence.

"It's not me that needs to be kept out of public," Castle grumbled, glaring at Ryan.

Ryan just smiled sweetly back. Esposito came up next to him and grabbed his hand to intertwine their fingers.

"Don't dish out what you can't take right back," Esposito warned.

"Yeah, yeah. Let's just go eat." Castle walked past them and into the small restaurant. The hostess immediately recognized him.

"Mr. Castle! It's so good to see you!" She smiled, already pulling out two menus. "Regular spot for you and the Mrs?"

Castle was tempted to tell her to find another table for two close to the bathrooms where Castle wouldn't have to put up with Ryan and Esposito but he was mature about it. "Actually, I'm going to need a table for five. I brought some friends along."

Once she led them to their table, they all st down in the booths. Ryan and Esposito slid in on one side while Castle, Beckett, and Cynthia sat on the other side. Castle wasn't sure why Ryan and Esposito got their own booth when they were sitting so close that they were taking up less room than Castle was.

Everyone ordered lunch except for Ryan and Esposito who hadn't eaten breakfast yet. Castle didn't want want to think about what they were too busy doing. By the dark hickeys all over Ryan's neck, he didn't really need to guess.

"If you two are done making love with your eyes, we have some news about the spell that I think you'd like to hear," Beckett said, staring at the two.

Sure enough, Ryan and Esposito looked away from each other to look across the booth. Ryan's cheeks were flushed and he scooted an inch away from Esposito. Esposito kept his arm around his waist though. "Did you figure something out?"

"We don't have anything concrete yet but we're definitely getting somewhere. Alexis is working on the translations now." She paused, thinking of her words before she said, "It's hard to find a spell with natural magic that can undo something done by dark magic."

"Do you need help?" Ryan asked.

"We won't need you until we figure out what to do." Cynthia smirked and added, "And not to get yourself into any more trouble."

Esposito pulled Ryan closer, undoing whatever distance Ryan had put between them. Not that the younger detective looked like he minded. "Yeah, that's not about to happen."

"If I knew you two were going to be this nauseating, I wouldn't have helped get you together," Castle groaned, covering his eyes.

"Kev and I had to deal with you and Beckett's little game for years. Stop complaining," Esposito snapped.

"Stop complaining," Castle mocked in a high voice that only earned him a glare from Esposito.

As they waited for their meals to come, Cynthia continued to tell Ryan and Esposito about everything they learned about the spell and how close they were to breaking it. She expected to have a solution within the next few weeks.

By the time their waitress returned and was placing their dishes on the table, Ryan and Esposito found the conversation too boring. So instead, they were having their own private talk filled with smiles, whispers and kisses. Ryan even giggled a few times.

Castle had never seen two people so grossly in love like this. He need eye bleach.

"If you two don't cut it out, I will throw up my chicken all over your french toast." Castle smile when Ryan's nose scrunched up in disgust.

Thankfully, distracted by the food, Castle was no longer forced to watch the intro to some porno. Esposito and Ryan were too busy shoveling their food in their mouth. Castle rolled his eyes. "Maybe if you two knew how to use a kitchen, you wouldn't be so starving."

Esposito swallowed the food in his mouth before he said, "Oh, trust me, we know how to use your kitchen."

Castle lifted his fork and waved it in their direction. "One day," he promised, "I'm going to get back at all times you've required me to use brain bleach."

"Do I hear a challenge in your voice?" Esposito asked, a grin on his face.

Of course Beckett tried to stop because every time the three of them got into a 'challenge', it never ended well. There was that one time where Castle had to walk around the precinct all day with hot pink hair. It turned out Kevin bought the permanent hair dye instead of temporary. So it wasn't really Castle's fault that he had to retaliate by switching out the locker room soap for blue hair dye. Naturally, Javier had to have his partner's back and he shaved one of Castle's eyebrows when he passed out during the next movie night. The day Javier was superglued to his seat and had to take off his pants in the middle of the bullpen just to get free was the day Beckett put an end to that. It may have been because Javier enjoyed to go commando certain 'seasons' and that day just happened to be in that season.

Castle smirked at the thought and grinned. The messier the challenge, the better memories they made. "You're on, punk."

Castle should have known he was going to lose the bet from the moment he saw those two together. Not that it was a real bet. Castle just got tired of making barfing motions every time Javier and Kevin shared a kiss or when they decided it was a good idea to be very handsy outside the bedroom.

Even in the precinct, Castle wasn't safe. When the two of them thought they were alone at their desks or in the hallway or in the breakroom, they were making everyone nasecous.

Okay. So, maybe they weren't actually being disgusting and sucking on each other's faces all day. They were only sharing small kisses and then Javier would whisper something on Kevin's lips that would make him smile or giggle and then Javier would kiss him again.

Of course, there were other times that Castle gagged at that really deserved to be gagged at. Because when there was a movie night and Kevin went for more popcorn while Javier used the restroom and neither came back until a half hour later with Javier's shirt misbuttoned and Kevin's bra strap hanging down his arm, it's obvious what they're up to.

It happened more than once with others around and Castle didn't even want to know how often they go at it when they're not being bothered. They were like rabbits. And Castle completely understood the need to be close sweaty after years of pining but how long until that phase ended?

It was a week ago that Ryan recovered in his Hamptons home and Castle had to call in his cleaning company to do some serious washing. And they still acted like had just been together for a moment.

That's what the honeymoon was for: spend a week alone, have all the sex you've been holding back on (or not) and then come back home and know when it was appropriate to get a quickie.

Castle wouldn't be surprised if Ryan and Esposito's honeymoon never ended.

But they had managed to keep the X-rated activities out of the precinct. Up until Ryan's third day back on the streets, that is.

Ryan and Esposito were wrapping up their latest case they had just about solved. Thhey were heading out to pick up their suspect that they were positive was their murderer. Beckett told Castle to go out and help them.

Esposito whined about not needing a babysitter but that didn't change Beckett's mind.

So that's why the three of them were walking down the sidewalk to a deli on the corner. Even if Castle didn't have the millions he had, he would never set foot in a place like that for food.

Castle was whispering this to Ryan as they walked through the front door. Esposito told them to shut it before he approached the counter. "Sir, we're the NYPD looking for-."

Before Esposito could say his name, their suspect that had been slicing meat behind the counter quickly turned on his foot and dashed through the door into a room behind the counter.

Esposito cursed under his breath and jumped over the counter to chase after him. Castle followed him and then turned around to help Ryan over. He mumbled a thanks after Castle put him back down on his feet and then they were off into the room.

Their perp knocked down boxes of food and everything on the counters so the small kitchen was blocked and he could get away. But just on the ground, there was a small hole that none of them would have been able to fit through if it weren't for Kevin's new, smaller size.

So Kevin dropped to his knees and slipped under a box that had toppled to its side. Esposito called after him, "Ryan! Get your ass over here!"

He immediately began to throw boxes out of the way and push over others that were too heavy to lift. He stumbled as he tried to climb over the mountain and cursed, "Goddamn it, Kevin."

Castle pulled his arm up as he climbed over the boxes and helped him to his feet. The minute they were able to, they began to run out the back door where Ryan had disappeared to.

The moment they were out in the back alley, Castle felt Esposito grab onto his arm and stop him dad in his tracks. Castle focused on the shadows in front of him and although it was dark, he now clearly saw their perp holding Ryan with a knife to his neck.

To his credit, Ryan only looked slightly frightened. His head was pressed up against the perp's chest so the knife didn't break his skin. His feet barely scraped the ground as he was being held up.

Esposito raised his gun and pointed it towards the sky. "Okay," he said. "THere's no need to do anything stupid."

"I'll kill her," he screamed, his voice wavering slightly. This wasn't part of his plan. Which was good because than it was easier to get the upper hand but it was bad because this guy looked shady and one wrong slip of his hand and Ryan was gone.

"Don't hurt her," Esposito said slowly, taking a step forward.

THeir suspect took a step backwards causing Ryan to wince. "Stay back!"

"Steven," Esposito said carefully. "Let her go before you make this any worse. You haven't done anything yet."

Castle stayed close, eyeing the two. He saw the fear and helplessness on Ryan's face but even more he could see that stubborn Irish side of him. While Esposito was too blinded about seeing his partner being in danger, Castle knew Ryan was already thinking of a way out.

"No!" He shouted. "Here's what's going to happen. You're gonna let us go. I'm gonna get the hell out of here. You won't follow us. I'll let her go once I'm safe and gone. You'll get her back, safe and sound and you don't come lookin' for me again."

"Deal," Ryan said quickly.

"What?" Esposito shouted. "Ryan, the hell are you thinking? You're not going anywhere with this asshole!" Castle could see him twitching to point the gun at their suspect. But he could also see how determined Ryan was looking, like he was going over a plan in his head.

"You heard the pretty little lady," their perp, who Castle refused to call Steven even if that was his name because it sounded too normal for a murderer, sneered. "Don't bother followin' us or the next murder you'll be investigatin' is hers."

Before Esposito could argue that, Ryan elbowed their perp and pulled away from his grasp. He didn't expect to be hit and let go of him and the knife. He turned around and used his foot to kick the blade towards Castle.

Ryan pulled out his own gun as Esposito hurried over pointing his gun at the perp. Castle picked up the knife and joined their side. As the three of them all wielded their weapons down at him, he felt like they were apart of the AVengers. You know, that end scene where they're all glaring at Loki. Castle chuckled at the thought of the sight. He hoped they looked just as scary.

"You fucked up," Castle said, looking from a fuming Esposito to the cowering perp. Oh, yeah, he was going to regret even looking at Ryan the wrong way.

And after they had their perp handcuffed and brought back to the precinct, he was taken straight to holding where he'd wait until his lawyer came. Beckett came over to their desks to congratulate them on a job well done but Esposito's angry voice stopped her.

"How many times were you dropped on your head as a baby?" Esposito roared at Ryan, tough he tried to keep his voice low enough not to draw any attention.

Beckett looked from them to Castle and then back to them.

"Javi, I-."

"Or did you lose brain cells along with your penis?"

"Javi,-."

"I mean, what other possibility is there?" Esposito huffed.

"I know it was a risky-."

"Risky? It was damn life threatening." Esposito snapped. "You know never to negotiate like that. He could barely hold that knife without shaking. You would have been dead with one little mistake."

Ryan ran a hand through his long hair in frustration. "Can you stop interrupting me for one second?" Esposito didn't say a word so Ryan continued. "I was only trying to help. I know how annoying it is to no longer have a tough guy having your back out there. I know I'm a weak little girl but I can still help."

"You're not a weak little girl, Kevin!" Esposito took a step closer. "God, you're still the strongest person I've ever met."

Ryan took a step closer as well. "Then why are you freaking out about this? I had it handled from the second I went after him! I knew exactly what to do and that it would work."

"Just because you're strong enough to make a decision like that doesn't mean I am!" Esposito was nearly shouting, taking another step closer. He took a deep breath and even his voice so it was back to normal. "I love you, Kevin Ryan, so freaking much. But that also means I can't sit back and watch you almost die day after day."

"Javi…"

"I can't lose you," Esposito said in a voice so low it was almost a whisper. "So please refrain from doing stupid shit like that again."

Ryan took a step closer and Castle thought he was going to snap right back but instead he said, "I have to use the restroom."

Esposito nodded his head. "So do I."

And Ryan grabbed Esposito's hand to pull him to the restrooms. Castle rolled his eyes at the erection Esposito was horribly trying to cover.

Once they were gone, Castle turned to Beckett and said, "I mean, they could at least try to be sneaky about it."

Beckett shook her head, already walking back towards her office. "Let's just hope they remember to lock the door."

And while, for a quick second, Castle thought about how funny it would be to follow them and interrupt their moment- just to get back at all the times they'd cockblocked him- he really didn't want to see Ryan or Esposito in any state close to doing it against a bathroom stall. Castle shivered at the thought.

He'd leave them alone. This time.

The second that they were inside the bathroom all alone, Esposito pressed Kevin up against the stall. He wasn't sure which they managed to stumble through. But he didn't hear anyone else inside so he figured they were safe.

He blindly reached behind him to twist the lock on the door. If someone had to go, they'd have to wait until they were finished.

Esposito attacked Kevin's neck with kisses where earlier that night there had been a knife pressed against it. He shivered at that terrifying thought. "Why do you always get yourself into trouble?"

Kevin shook his head, unable to get any words out. His nails were digging painfully into Esposito's back. Esposito smiled at the feeling because that meant Kevin was alive and safe and able to do that.

"You scared the shit outta me," Esposito moaned, moving his lips from Kevin's neck to his chin and finally to his lips.

"Sorry," Kevin barely mumbled. "I wanted," he paused to let out a moan, "to help you."

"I know, baby," Esposito whispered, not wanting Kevin to think he wasn't any help.

There was nothing sweet or innocent about the next few minutes filled of kisses. Esposito felt himself growing painfully hard in his pants as Kevin used one hand to unzip his fly. He shoved down his pants and boxers exposing his burning cock to the cool air. And then Kevin wrapped his small hand around him to stroke him a few times.

Esposito's eyes rolled to the back of his head as he moaned Kevin smiled into the kiss and said, "I want you, Javi."

Esposito could barely get out a response as Kevin's delicate fingers continued to work their magic. "You've got me, baby."

Kevin's finger disappeared. "No. I want you. Inside me."

Letting out a small whine at the loss of attention, Esposito said, "I don't have a condom on me-."

Kevin cut him off with a hungry kiss. "I don't care. I want to feel you." He moved his lips close to this ear and whispered, "Please."

Esposito couldn't say no to that. He nodded his head a few times before moving to Kevin's pants. He pulled them down and then the panties followed. Kevin went all the way to step out of them and kick them across the floor.

Esposito's hand flew to his vagina and immediately, Kevin started to press himself into his hand. He let out a needy whine when Esposito didn't start touching him.

Since that day at Castle's in the Hampton's, Esposito and Kevin had gotten good at this. Whenever they were alone, they always found themselves having some sort of sex. Whether Kevin was blowing Esposito as he cooked dinner or Esposito was fucking Kevin after they crawled into bed for the night. Or anything in between, really.

It wasn't their fault they wanted to do everything in any place possible. They had been meaning to check 'the 12th' off their list.

Knowing they didn't have an abundance of time, Esposito didn't focus on the foreplay. He had two fingers slipped inside of Kevin stretching him enough to not hurt when he quickly slid in. Kevin moved his hips more, trying to find pleasure from his fingers but Esposito slipped them out before he could find the good spot.

Before Kevin could start whining in protest, Esposito brought his aching cock closer to his pussy. Esposito smirked as he slipped inside him slowly, covering Kevin's lips with his to catch all the moans. Kevin was loud and they couldn't afford to be heard by anyone right now.

Kevin wasn't as tight as he was their first time but he was still tight enough to feel the heat from inside him surround his cock as he slipped inside. He could feel Kevin tightening around him as he began to thrust back and forth. Esposito was pressing himself into Kevin as he grunted, fucking Kevin's hole a little more rougher than usual.

But if Esposito could tell by the way Kevin was chanting his name, he knew he was enjoying it. Kevin was a babbling mess and Javier couldn't find it in him to quiet him. Esposito actually liked the idea of anyone walking by being able to hear Kevin grunting and groaning and knowing only Esposito would be eliciting these sounds from him.

Esposito lost himself listening to Kevin's beautiful whimpers that he didn't even realize he was hitting exactly where Kevin loved until he was squeezing around him and tightened his grip on his shoulders.

Esposito quickly turned to look at Kevin's beautiful face mid-orgasm. His freckled cheeks and nose were scrunched. His pink lips were forming a small circle as he let out small gasps. And this breathtaking sight was only for Esposito's eyes.

With one more thrust, he was coming hard into Kevin, moaning his name into his hair. He bucked his hips forward letting out the last of his come inside of Kevin. He didn't pull out immediately, not until he could think straight again.

When he could see more than just white, he pressed his lips against Kevin's sweaty cheek. He pulled out slowly and carefully but Kevin still let out a small whine. Esposito could only imagine how empty he now felt.

"That was so worth almost dying for," Kevin whispered, the only sound beside for their heavy breathing.

"Next time you want to change it up and go a little rougher, just ask. You don't need to put yourself in danger just to get tied to the bed." Esposito kissed Kevin's lips once more before pulling away.

Kevin stayed where we was leaning against the wall. Esposito liked seeing how he looked after a quick, rough round in the middle of the precinct bathroom. There was no way in hell they'd be able to walk back into the bullpen and deny what just happened.

Esposito ran a hand through Kevin's hair, attempting to tame the mess. Kevin gave him a lazy smile and Esposito knew it was because he had him spoiled with cuddles after sex. Yeah, his partner was a cuddler and there was no way Esposito was saying no to him. But he drew the line at cuddling in a bathroom, not that he thought Kevin wanted that.

"How about we get out of here?" Esposito asked softly.

Kevin nodded, liking that idea. He stepped away from the wall to bend down and pick up his discarded pants and underwear. Esposito was positive he made a show of it so he gave Kevin's ass a light slap. "Let's go before Castle or Beckett come looking for us."

Kevin started to pull on his clothes, cringing at how they clung to the wetness of his lower half. Once he was finished, Esposito couldn't help the kiss he places on his temple. "There's a warm bath with your name on it waiting back at my apartment," he whispered against his hair.

Once Esposito gave them both a once over and decided it would be as presentable as they were going to get, they headed out of the bathroom. Castle and Beckett were both waiting for them at their desks.

Castle took one look at them and laughed. "You two couldn't wait until you got home?"

Kevin shrugged his shoulders. "What can I say, Castle? When you gotta go, you gotta go."

Beckett rolled her eyes. "Just get out of here, you two, before I make you catch up on paperwork."

Esposito grinned, grabbing Kevin's hand. "You don't need to tell us twice."