Prompt 34: Castle & Beckett having a quiet moment together in the precinct (from both of their perspectives, and the perspective of an unknown observer)

(Kate)

"God, that feels so good," she murmurs. His hands are kneading at the stiff muscles in her neck and shoulders, and she's so relaxed that she's pretty positive she could fall asleep right here on the break room couch.

Except she won't, because, well, that's what got her here in the first place.

His lips press against her neck. "Always happy to be of service."

"Oh really?" she asks, fighting a giggle as he brushes a ticklish spot. "I'm gonna have to hold you to that."

(Castle)

His hands gradually stop moving as his focus shifts to the taste of her skin. He moves to a spot behind her ear, starts applying lips, teeth, and tongue in a way he knows makes her crazy.

He lets out a whine when she squirms away and goes to follow, but she stops him with a hand on his chest.

"Castle, no," she says. "Tonight was supposed to be about work."

He pouts a little. "Yes, because you were getting so much done before I got here."

Kate rolls her eyes, "Hey, it's not my fault your kid is an energy sucking parasite."

He chuckles, tugs her back to him. "Y'know, we should probably stop calling her a parasite," he says. "She's going to develop a complex."

"Babe, she's not even out of the womb yet. I think she'll be fine."

(Unknown)

He watches them through the open door, smiling slightly. They're sickeningly adorable. Always have been, but it's just gotten worse since they got married. And now they're reproducing.

He's grateful for them, though. They've restored his faith in true love and happy-ever-afters. So, he'll do them a favor and erase the security cam footage, pretend the camera's broken again.

It's the least he can do.