Author's Note: This little thang was inspired by some tweets about OTPs (one true pairings) and between LololovaX and me. She came up with the subject of gummy bears, so this is all thanks to her.
"Castle, do you see my bag of gummy bears laying around anywhere," Kate calls out from the kitchen as she searches their snack stash in the pantry.
Rick freezes in his office, his hand mid-air with a plump shiny red gummy bear between his fingers. He discovered the bag on her desk when he felt hungry for a snack a couple minutes ago. He's been working on a draft for his next book while she had a yoga session in the living room. As tempting as it was to watch her, he opted to write after some encouragement from her.
She's finished her yoga, drank water, and eaten some berries. She is craving something sweeter: her favorite candy. Hearing no reply from her husband, she begins searching outside the pantry. He focuses on her and quickly plops the red gummy bear into his mouth. "Castle? Did you even hear me," she asks, moving closer to the office but with her eyes wandering around the living room.
Holding the gummy bear in his left cheek, he answers, "Yeah…I did…" He tries masking his chewing. "I uhh…don't see them." He observes her trekking quickly towards the office. "I probably left them on my desk again," she states. He stands with the gummy bear bag in his hand, rushes around to the front of his desk, and hides the bag behind his back just before making eye contact with her.
He unfortunately couldn't finish swallowing in time. Of course, she notices that.
She crosses her arms in front of her and cocks her head to the side. "Don't see them, huh?" She arches an eyebrow, and wow, she is adorable in her yoga outfit and ponytail. She narrows her eyes at him and searches the surface and drawers of her desk, glancing back to him every few seconds.
"No, haven't seen them," he insists.
She rises, shoving a desk drawer closed, both eyes on him suspiciously. "Care to tell me what you were just eating?" She begins walking to him slowly.
"Candy. My candy," he claims.
"Your candy. Hmm… Why don't I believe you?"
For being a writer, he's stunned to realize he has no explanation, not story, no way to change her belief. Her interrogative stare gets him too often for his liking. "You're always out to get me," he retorts.
She spats a laugh. "Am not!" She's directly in front of him, eyeing his left hand perched on his desk. She reads his body language and other non-verbal cues too well. "How about you show me the candy you were eating?" She stares him down. Up is more accurate since she is quite shorter than him.
They're frozen in place for several seconds, silently challenging each other to either act or speak. Suddenly, just as she dodges for his left side, he grabs the bag of gummy bears in his left hand and holds it above them out of her reach. "I knew it," she exclaims, standing on her tippy toes and tugging at his arm in an attempt to retrieve her sugary treasure. They are equally strong, and he's enjoying his height advantage over her too much to give in.
She grunts, "You were eating my candy again?!" It frustrates her but also amuses her whenever she catches him doing something he shouldn't. Though, it doesn't always amuse her.
He continues battling her and keeping the gummy bears away but starts laughing. She pauses, and he chuckles at her agitated expression. "And now you're laughing?"
"Give up, Beckett," he inquires.
"No! They're my gummy bears, Castle."
He gives the bag a shake and hopes she doesn't dish out physical harm to gain the upper hand. "How bad do you want them," he taunts.
"Don't make me pull your ear," she says, trying and failing to jump and snag the bag.
"I'm surprised you haven't already." He dodges away from the desk (and her) to prevent collapsing onto it or damaging anything on it. She follows and eyes his lips with a clever plan of attack. The smirk on her face captures his attention, and he can't help but feel the flutters of arousal. She stares him straight in the eyes while trailing a hand up his torso. Her touch sends electricity through his body, and he watches her hand in motion. Eventually her fingers reach his shirt collar. She yanks him down by the collar to meet her lips in a kiss, which starts slow but turns more and more passionate with each second. They both moan, and he begins to lose himself in her. He forgets what game they're playing, and his left arm lowers.
Just as her tongue swipes across his lips and he opens to her, she seizes the bag of gummy bears from him and abruptly ends the kiss. She holds up the bag in victory. He can't do anything but stare with his mouth hanging open, catching his breath. "Never underestimate your wife." She grins, gives him a wink, and struts away, popping a couple gummy bears into her mouth.
He's left wanting more of her kiss.
End author's note: The tweet about OTPs by kzabrekker included character b pulling character a down for a kiss using character a's collar and also character a holding something out of reach of character b because of height differences. I got the idea to combine those two actions, and LololovaX insisted I write it.