Castle still can't believe she's his. Or, he's hers. He's pretty sure she has a bigger grip on him then he has of her, but, then again, the way she looks at him, reacts at his touch, he probably has a pretty good grip on her too.
"Penny for your thoughts?" she repeats the words he usually uses on her as she lets her fingers make circles across his naked shoulder, chest.
He looks up at her again, lets his hand land just above her lace clad buttcheek. "Nothing important," he says and pulls her closer.
Kate smiles and shakes her head. "Nu-uh, what?"
He shakes his head and she leans down to taste his lips in a chaste kiss. She pulls away slightly, her nose bumping his.
"What are you thinking about?" she whispers again, her lips slightly brushing his but not letting herself kiss him yet, torturing him in that sweet way only she can.
He groans when her hips start sliding on his lap. "Fine," he agrees and she leans back to look at him. "I keep thinking how this is unbelievable, how unreal it feels," she tilts her head in question. "This, you and me, finally together. I just keep waiting for the moment I will wake up and realize it was all just a very vivid dream." He pauses for a bit and then adds. "Or I'm dead and this is heaven."
She chuckles. "You're not dead Castle."
He smiles. "I know that, but having you in my arms, dressed like this," he eyes her lacy panties. "Or more like, not dressed," he adds as his free hand lands on the side of her breast, thumb gently stroking whatever it could reach. "I can't help but wonder how I got so lucky to find you."
She giggles, Kate Beckett giggles, and he can't stop the growing grin on his face.
"More like I found you," she says and he nods.
"That's true," he agrees. "Now, we have a few hours before Alexis and mother come home from their retreat. What do you want to do?"
She shrugs, leans closer to him and he gasps for air when her lips reach his ear and whispers the next word oh so seductively. "You."
THE END