I know, I know, I've done it before…but this story is fun to write. Admit it.

Amor volat undique

Amor volat undique
captus est libidine

Cupid flies everywhere;
he is captured by desire

She staggered into the dark little bathroom, dragging Castle with her, shutting the door as quickly as she could behind them. "Damn it. Are they following us?"

"I – I couldn't tell. Maybe."

"Damn it."

The bathroom was empty, so she ran a hand through her hair and tried to slow her breathing. For a second she relaxed. Then she heard voices in the hallway, growing louder. Coming toward them. Shit.

Castle turned back to her with a panicked look. "I think that's them."

There was no other way out. Kate glanced around. Nowhere to hide. Skeezy nightclub bathrooms weren't designed for cover. They were designed for hookups.

A flash of memory from college hit her…

…well, she knew one way to hide in plain sight.

"Castle, come here."

She backed up against the bathroom sink, dragging him with her. He didn't seem to get it, but followed obediently, staring in confusion as she perched on the chipped porcelain counter. Before he could protest, she rucked up her tight little skirt, yanked him forward so he stood between her thighs, and muffled whatever he was trying to say as she pulled him down into a kiss.

He must have understood, because he stopped resisting and sank into her, his whole body pressed against hers. He kissed her back without hesitation, nipping softly at her top lip as she opened her mouth under his, running her hands through his hair. She arched against him, running her foot over the back of his leg as he ran his hands over her thighs, pulling her tighter against him.

She couldn't breathe, couldn't think, but squeezed her thighs tighter around him, feeling the shudder that rocked him before he leaned further into the cradle of her hips. His tongue glided smoothly into her mouth and his hands traced up her thighs. His hips rocked forward, hitting her in just the right spot, and she gasped, a whimper escaping her as his fingers slipped under the hem of her dress and his tongue stroked the roof of her mouth roughly.

Richard Castle was so damn good at this.

The bathroom door flew open to reveal some tipsy blonde who looked up, stared, and giggled nervously. "Uh – sorry – never mind."

The door shut behind her, and it took a second for Kate to process that the tipsy blonde was not the armed drug dealers they'd been worried about.

And the hallway was quiet now.

She gasped and tried to pull away, taking her fingers out of his hair, accidentally nipping at his lip one last time as she pulled back. Accidentally. He was still right on top of her, staring down at her flushed face with dark eyes, his chest heaving against hers, his heart pounding so hard she swore she could feel it. Shit.

"Uh – Castle – that – that wasn't them."

He froze, and she was suddenly more than necessarily aware of just which parts of his body were still pressed tightly up against her.

"I think – I think we can stop."

"Uh – uh, right."

"Um – Castle – can you – "

"Yeah. Sorry." He backed up hastily, giving her space to slip down from the sink and yank her skirt back down her legs – all six inches – and she ran her hands through her hair, telling herself they were just shaking from adrenaline. It was a close call. That was all.

"Let's go. We're done here. I don't think they're going to follow us."

"Should I – I mean – should we leave separately?"

She was beyond caring. Everyone who saw them would assume it anyway. Hell, the FBI already did. "Doesn't matter."

So he followed obediently. Some guy waiting for the men's room eyed them, a grin spreading across his face as he saw them hurrying out of the bathroom with flushed faces, a rumpled little dress, and a half-untucked shirt. "Dude – score. Super hot chick."

Castle reacted dazedly, answering the guy's high-five, before scurrying after Beckett with a deer-in-headlights expression.

Because holy shit, he almost just hooked up with Beckett in a dirty little club bathroom.

Castle clenched his jaw. Because now he had a top eleven fantasy list.