Prompt at the end of the shot to avoid spoilers. AU shot rated M.
Kate Beckett paces back and forth. She called for the pizza ten minutes ago and she knows it takes a bit more time but she can't help but pace. She's hungry and frustrated. Hungry because she hasn't had anything to eat since before her class at the police academy started, and that was six hours ago. Usually she was great at the not eating for hours even a day because of work-thing. But one of her students, Richard Castle, had been testing her all day. Ever since he started showing up during her classes, observing and listening the first two days and then constantly asking questions not always related to the procedures and observations skills she teaches her students. She's tried kicking him out but apparently he's nestled his way into her boss thanks to his writing and need for being correct in his work. She's also recently found out he's not participating in anyone else's classes, only hers.
Worst part about Richard Castle being on her classes? She loved his books. And he was handsome. And flirtatious. Perhaps that isn't the worst part now that she thinks of it. The worst part is he's getting to her. He's been staying every class, made it look like he was putting together all his stuff and just happens to be there last. But she knows the truth. Because every class he walks up to her as she's wiping off the whiteboard and starts asking her questions. And not class-related ones, but personal ones. Such as why she was teaching and not in a precinct where he said she should be with her brains. In the beginning she just ignored him, saying it was none of his business. But when that didn't work she figured the faster he got his answers the faster she'd get rid of him. Today his questions had a theme, a theme she hadn't been prepared for.
"Isn't there something else you could teach me with those handcuffs of yours? I mean, something other than bringing in criminals?"
She'd been so caught off guard that she'd dropped the eraser and stared at him with wide eyes. Without intention given him a reaction she could tell he enjoyed. Apparently it had only made him braver to ask more questions.
"Or perhaps there's something else you would like to teach me." Then he'd leaned in closer, his mouth by her ear because she was too - shocked? Aroused? - to think logically enough to push him away. "I'm game for a private lesson if you are."
Before she'd been able to tell him no, or to even push him away, or have a clear thought he'd been out the door of the classroom. Leaving her panting in a way she really should not do. Not on school ground. Not because of Richard Castle. Not because of a student. But he isn't really your student. Perhaps not, but he came to class like a student. He pretended to be a student.
The sound of the door stops her pacing immediately and she takes a deep breath before heading to the door. She's not looking through the peephole, there's no point when she knows it's going to be the pizza delivery guy. Now she wishes she did.
"What the hell are you doing here?" her harsh yet surprised hiss gets out her mouth before she can think.
In front of her is no other than Richard Castle, the student - man - she's not been able to stop thinking about since she left the academy for home.
"I'm delivering pizza? You live here?" he asks with wide eyes. "Must be fate," his voice drops lower and that same smug face he'd worn earlier today comes back on and shit what the hell is happening with her?
She looks down at the pizza he's holding and she bites her lip. His first surprised look does indicate he had no idea she lives here, then again she doesn't see any hat or shirt indicating he's working for the pizza delivery. And she's still a trained detective, even if she's currently a teaching one.
"How'd you know?" she questions with a dangerous tone, same one she used to use on suspects.
It doesn't phase him, much. His eyes dilate more and there's no indication of the fear she usually managed to bring out in criminals, and students.
"Oh, a little bird might've whispered in my ear," he says smugly before gesturing past her, "are you going to let me in?"
No. Yet her actions says otherwise as she stands back in order to leave enough space for him to walk past her. He walks directly towards the counter, putting the pizza on it before looking back at her. She closes the door but doesn't lock it, he's not staying. Oh, but he is.
"Who told you?" she says again then shakes her head, frustratingly waving her hands in front of her. "You know what, I don't wanna know, just… go."
"You sure you don't have some teaching to do?" He's moving closer to her and she feels her body tense at the suggestions his whole aura is telling her. He's so close to her she can smell the arousing cologne on him and fuck this is not good.
Her hunger is suddenly totally forgotten, frustration all she can think about along with how to get rid of it. Without second thought she's grabbing his shirt and pulling him down to claim his lips with hers. It's almost irritating how easily he's opening up her mouth and making her tongue dance with his in an erotic waltz she's never done before. Her grip on his shirt tightens when she feels his hands grip onto her hips, pulling her even closer to him. She growls lowly because he's not in charge here, she is. Without any hesitation she lets go of his shirt and takes a harsh grip on his hands, pulling them off her hips in order to put them on the counter behind him, trapping his body between hers and the counter where he put the pizza. He might be slightly taller than she is but she's working out every day and keeping up her strength in a way that she hopes is enough to keep him where she wants him. She clenches her fingers into his in order to make him hold onto the edge of the counter and she's pulling away from his mouth in order to put her lips against his ear.
"Stand still," she whispers sultry and feels his hands clench more before she lets go of his hands.
She's kissing down his throat as her fingers find the button of his pants, quickly dissolving him off his pants and grabs onto his sudden free member. He gasps and one of his hands grip her wrist which has her growling and using her free hand to bend his hand back to the edge of the counter.
"Don't move," she threatens, pulling away to give him a deadly stare before she slowly unbuttons his shirt and lays kisses all the way down his stomach, making him shiver.
Before he knows it she's taking him deep into her mouth and she feels him twitch at the sudden contact, and when she swirls her tongue around his tip he's groaning in a way that's drenching her panties. Just as she can feel he's about to let go she pulls away with a pop and looks up at him with an evilish grin. He looks at her with glazing eyes, begging her to finish him.
"Take off your clothes," she demands and he's immediately obeying. No hesitation at all, only a smirk growing on his lips.
Once he's completely naked she grab his member as if it were his hand and pulls him with her as she sets her feet towards her bedroom. She doesn't let go of him until he's seated on the edge of her bed and she bites her lip as she's walking over to one of her drawers.
"What are you doing?" he asks carefully and she looks back to see that same curiosity he's been observing her with ever since he joined that first class. That same heated gaze he's constantly eyeing her with. She could almost swear he knows exactly what it does to her.
"Just grabbing some teaching material," she teases as she opens the drawer and picks out the handcuffs she's kept there since she started teaching. Turning around she lets the metal dingle from her fingers as her eyes tell him what she plans to do to him.
She sees his blues darken even more than before and it's enough to dampen between her legs even more. Why is it turning her on more knowing she's definitely effecting him in that same way?
She closes the distance between her and the bed in two strides and is leaning down to claim his lips before he can say anything. She feels herself drowning in the kiss and a small part of her brain is telling her to stop in order to cuff him first while the bigger part, the one hypnotized by his lips, tells the first part to shut up and let her enjoy the kiss. She can always cuff him in a few minutes. She follows him down when he's slowly lying onto his back, his hands in a tight grip on her hips. He starts grinding against her, his strong hands making her move with him and oh, fuck, it feels good. With that thought in mind she's totally caught off guard when he suddenly flips them and she finds her hands over her head, cuffed to the bed board above her. What the f…
"I know you're the teacher but you've been teasing me enough. You have no idea what it does to me every day seeing you stand by the whiteboard writing, your ass in those skirts you wear sometimes. The other day when you dropped that pen and had to bend over," his groan is strangely arousing and she has to bite her lip in order not to whimper. "So tonight, when one of my mother's friends needed some help at the pizza restaurant and I heard your name being said when you ordered I didn't hesitate to volunteer driving the pizza for you." He stares down at her with hot, arousing blues. "You have too many clothes on."
Before she knows it he's stripping her out of her clothes, all of it except her bra and panties. She's almost threatening to kill him when he rips her shirt in order to take it off her without uncuffing her but the way his wicked fingers are suddenly tracing between her legs over her panties makes her gasp with anticipation. This is turning her on much more than it should. She tries to pull her hands free only to realize she wouldn't be able to get free until he unlocked the cuffs. His mouth is attached to her neck and his tongue is licking in time with his fingers moving against her folds, making her moan uncontrollably.
"Fuck you're wet, are you this wet after class too when I ask you questions in private? When you can see how badly I want you then and there?" his words are definitely making it even hotter and she's so close even though he's not really touching her. Yet. "You have no idea how many times I've been fantasizing about taking you against that desk of yours, or inviting you to a sparring session turning into something else completely."
Kate can picture that, the way they'd roll around on the mat, both trying to pin down the other. Before she can think any further his hand is slipping beneath her panties and she's writhing under him, the chains clinking as her hands automatically tries to pull out of the cuffs. His mouth nipples its way down her clavicle, sucking slightly as one of his fingers slip inside her. When his mouth reaches her breasts she gasps as he sucks on her hardened nipples through the thin material of her bra.
"I can't wait to taste you," he murmurs against her stomach and she feels tingles moving down between her legs before he's removing her panties.
When he replaces his fingers with his mouth she can't stop the scream as he pulls the first orgasm out of her by the way he's tongue is slipping and sliding into her. He's humming and she once again tries to pull down her hands without succeeding.
"Unlock me," she pants and looks down to see him grin at her.
"Where's the fun in that?" he questions and she feels her belly jump at the suggestions.
Oh how the tables has turned. She's not sure how it happened, but during the night he's making her have multiple orgasms before he's finally unlocking her and taking her. The two of them most definitely enjoying being connected and tumbling around in the bed as they create as much friction as possible. When he's spilling inside her she doesn't care that he isn't wearing a condom, enjoys the feeling of him raw inside her. Plus she's already on the pill so she's not scared of accidentally getting pregnant.
"I am so not going to be able to keep my hands off of you now," Rick interrupts the silence and she's immediately raising from his chest to her elbows, looking down at him with horror in her eyes.
"You're not touching me at the academy," she says in a determined and threatening tone.
"Oh, I am," he says with a smirk on his lips and she immediately grabs his ear and twists it until he's screaming. "Apples, apples, apples!"
"I will shoot you," she threatens as he's rubbing his ear to try and soothe the pain.
"Okay, okay, I won't," he agrees and she feels relief and relaxation take over her body. "Not when anyone sees at least." She's about to twist his ear again at that comment but before she can he's pinning both her hands above her head and kissing her lips. Sipping hungrily from her mouth even as she's feeling herself fall apart again.
This will be the death of her. He will be the death of her.
THE END
Prompt by K and E: The hot pizza delivery guy. Extra spicy ofc. Teacher/student. The hot pizza guy can be her student.
A/N: Okay, so I decided to make another compilation for all my one shots that are longer than 1k words and so this is it. Hope you guys enjoy them, I'll rate this compilation as T but as you read from this first one there can be M-rated shots as well. I will write in the beginning of the story (like with this one) in case the shot is M-rated. Anyway, hope you enjoyed this one shot! Until next time, xxxx