"That was weird," Skye said.

"The costumes?" Mary asked with a smile as she was taking off her shoes.

"Not too much," Skye replied, looking at her officer's outfit. "No, more the fact that we barely danced before we left." She held her hand up before her wife could speak and said, "That we didn't have the chances to."

"I know, but it was an interesting night," Mary said. "Take off your coat grá."

"Yeah," Skye said. "That proposal made it a lot of fun."

Mary laughed softly and said, "It was. Now tell me," as she was taking the coat from the costume. "How are you?"

"Okay, the song was brutal though," Skye said. "I do understand how authentic to the period it was but… just sad."

"Then why don't you sing another?" Mary asked her. She smiled when she the way her wife was looking at her and told her, "I'm serious."

"Very well," Skye said simply before she immediately started to sing though she had no music.

Our love affair was over on the second day
You packed your bags and like a birdie flew away

"Rose!" Mary said, her hands on her hips.

"Ask and you shall receive," Skye said with a grin. She gasped briefly when her wife was grabbing the front of her shirt and said, "No good?"

"No," Mary said firmly before she literally crushed her lips to her wife's. They kissed for some time until they had to part and she moved to murmur into her ear.

"Oh… much better, music?" Skye asked, waiting for her wife to get her phone. As soon as Mary was standing with her, she wrapped her arm around her to pull her close and waited for the music to begin before she started to sing where she needed to.

Darlin' you send me
Darling you send me
I know you send me
Honest you do, honest you do
Honest you do, whoa

You thrill me I know you thrill me
I know you thrill me, honest you do
Honest you do, honest you do

Well at first, I thought it was infatuation
But now it's last so long and now
I find myself wanting to marry you
And take you home

Whoa you send me, darling you send me
I know you send me, honest you do
Honest you do, honest you do

Well at first I thought it was infatuation
But now it's last so long and now
I find myself wanting to marry you
And take you home

You send me, you send me, you send me
Honest you do, you send me

"Bit of an odd choice," Skye told her wife teasingly when she had finished.

"Oh no, that was wonderful," Mary said, wrapping her arms around her wife tightly and hugging her. She kissed her on the lips quickly before saying, "I love when you sing for me."

"I love to do it," Skye said. She was going to speak when she paused at her phone sounding the ringtone she used for text messages and she sighed, going to it. "I better not have a case," she said in mock annoyance.

"You did say this counted as one," Mary told her.

"It does," Skye said reassuringly as she knew her wife was thinking of her time off. "So I'm free for the summer. And I got the confirmation on our tickets, all of ours." She was going to tell her she'd gotten the flight for Castle and Beckett when her wife was asking her something, she realized she hadn't thought of as she started to speak.

"Have you told them you were getting them a flight at two?" Mary asked.

"No, but Kate did mention wanting to stay as long as they could in the morning," Skye replied. "Should I call them."

Shaking her head quickly Mary said, "Leave them alone." When her wife was about to speak, she raised her eyebrow at her and said, "Really grá."

"No, I decided not to," Skye told her. "So… bed?"

"Do you really want to?" Mary asked with a smile.

"Oh no," Skye replied. "But we have something that's really, really in the way."

"Help me," Mary told her while she was turning around. Once she had done that she was smiling as her wife was pulling down the zipper on the back of the dress before she was stepping out of it.

"Grá… pasties?" Skye asked in surprise as she saw her wife wasn't wearing a bra. When Mary turned to her she swallowed hard and said, "Do you want me to help you with those?" as the plain material was covering her nipples.

Shaking her head, the doctor told her wife, "Help me get the dress and hoops over to the couch."

"Okay," Skye said though she was looking longingly at her wife's breasts. She was shaken from that as she took her wife's dress and then the hoopskirt she'd been wearing under that, setting them as neatly on the couch as she could. Once she'd finished, she went back to Mary who was completely naked saying, "I hope you'll help me."

"I will, since these trousers are going back," the doctor replied. She opened the fly of the dark blue fabric pants and watched her wife unbuttoning her shirt first. She took her pants when they were off, putting them with the coat next to what had been her costume. Returning to Skye, she watched her bra coming off before the investigator was removing the last piece of her clothing and she was naked too. Mary wrapped her arms tightly around her wife tightly before they were kissing, and she led things as she had plans for her wife.

When they had parted, Skye was going to take her wife to the bed before Mary was suddenly grabbing her. She couldn't help the slight gasp that left her when her back hit the bed and she asked, "What're you doing?" watching with wide eyes as her wife got on top of her.

"Don't worry," Mary told her firmly. "I'll take care of you."

"You don't need to," Skye replied hurriedly.

Mary smiled at her wife's tone; concern with some arousal in it; and leaned over slightly as Skye was sitting up on her elbows. She kissed her tenderly at first, before they moved to deepen the kiss together. When her wife's tongue was curling around hers, she was hurrying to respond before they were parting slowly to breathe. She was smiling at Skye as she stared at her and she said gently, "Lay down grá."

Nodding, as she realized she didn't really have much protest in her, Skye laid back and watched as her wife leaned down to her. They were kissing for a while, switching between gentle and rough before they were parting to breathe again. She sighed as Mary kissed along her neck, going over it until she went lower. "Are you going to…?" she asked in a hoarse whisper.

"Don't worry," Mary reassured her before she was lowering her head again. That time she brushed her lips back and forth over her breasts, looking up at Skye to see her reactions as her wife was moaning in obvious pleasure. Eventually she captured her right nipple between her lips and proceeded to suckle at it before she paused as her wife tangled her fingers through her hair. She went to her other breast to repeat the same action before she moved to get on her hands and knees above her wife. When Skye immediately reached up to cup her breasts she was gasping before she smiled. "You couldn't resist, could you?"

"I want my fair share," Skye said simply.

"You'll get it," Mary told her firmly before she leaned down so they could kiss again. It was deep but it was short since she needed to move, brushing her lips back and forth across her wife's upper body until she had reached her mound. She didn't waste much time, hurrying to spread apart her folds of skin that covered her clit and start sucking it in her mouth. She could feel Skye crying out in response and her body twisting before her leg ended up over her shoulder. When her wife climaxed, she was meticulous in pleasuring her, not stopping until after the investigator had calmed down.

"Oh… Mary…" Skye breathed as she felt her wife finally moving. She reached for her, wrapping her arms around her before they were kissing keenly. When they could bring themselves to stop after a few of them she said, "Now your turn," before she got off the bed. She went over to the dresser, not surprised when her wife was starting to speak before she trailed off while watching her.

"You didn't need to…" Mary began. "Oh… you don't have to use that," she said, watching as her wife took out her strap-on.

"But I want to," Skye told her firmly.

"Okay," Mary said immediately as her wife was putting it on there.

Skye couldn't help laughing softly before she said, "You agree that quickly."

"Well… your cock is impressive," Mary told her.

"Good," Skye said as she had finished and was walking over to her.

Her eyes drawn to the way her wife's 'phallus' was bouncing slightly as she came up to her, Mary said, "Could I?'

"A little," Skye replied as she already knew what she was asking about. She climbed onto the bed and felt a thrill of arousal shoot through her body while watching her wife laying down to take her length into her mouth and kissing the tip of it before she moved to slide her mouth down it. She saw her wife was only doing that once and she helped her lay on her back though the doctor didn't need her to do that. Once Mary was set, she reached between her legs swiftly before she turned on the vibrator resting against her clit. With her wife's help she was soon sliding her member inside Mary's sex, watching her crying out in pleasure before their hips met.

"You're not going to go slowly will you?" Mary asked hopefully.

Smiling down at her, though the vibrator was affecting her, Skye said, "You don't want me to?"

"No!" Mary exclaimed before her wife had finished speaking all the way. "No, I… I can feel you vibrating, you're going to… please take me grá!"

"I will," Skye said simply before she proceeded to thrust. She was going quickly and didn't stop until she and her wife were orgasming nearly at the same time. She wasn't surprised her wife was first and she enjoyed the few seconds she got to watch Mary in her joy before she joined her. She was crying out in her own pleasure until they had stopped moving, and she found herself panting, struggling to reach for the vibrator so she could turn it off. Once she had withdrawn from her wife she smiled and said, "Any protest now?"

"Don't be a smart ass," Mary told her teasingly. She looked down at her wife's length and told her, "Now should we go to bed?"

"Not a chance," Skye said simply. She nearly jumped onto her wife, though she'd been laying on her side, and Mary's laughter filled her ears before she was sliding into her and they proceeded to make love once more.

"Kate," Castle called to his wife as he was walking into the living room of the suite. "The drinks are here."

"I heard them come in," Beckett said, pulling the door into the bedroom all the way. She walked out and said, "Mind if we have these on the couch?"

"No," Castle said, staring at her.

Beckett smiled at him, as it wasn't hard to notice what he was doing, and went to the table, grabbing her glass of Irish coffee before she said, "Did I surprise you?"

"Yes, and I'm really overdressed I realized," Castle said before he was hurrying into the bedroom.

"You don't…" Beckett started to say in surprise as he left her. He disappeared into the closet and she sighed before she went back to the table as she was nearly to the couch. Setting down her glass she walked to the doorway of the bathroom and met her husband in the doorway as he was coming over to the living room. "You finished?" she asked him in surprise.

"I am," Castle said simply. "I wasn't that fast was I?" he asked. He was startled when she made him step aside out of her way and he followed her to the closet. "I'll pick it up tomorrow," he said as she was looking at the floor where he'd left his shirt and pants he'd changed into once they'd returned to the suite. When she turned to him, he was freezing in place as she was grabbing the waistband of his pajama pants and peering down into them. He was about to speak when she was doing so and he could feel his arousal becoming stronger very easily at her words.

"That explains it," Beckett said simply at first. She let go of him and said, "Impressive."

"We are drinking the coffees, right?" Castle asked, stuck in place as she was walking over to the bedroom. When she called back a yes to him, he was able to move and hurried back to her saying, "I'm not sure what you want."

"I know what you want," Beckett told him in amusement as he was naked under his pajamas.

"Yeah… just trying to be flexible," Castle said. When he saw the way his wife glanced back at him he said, "I'm not meaning that in a sexual way."

"No but your clothing choice speaks to that," Beckett said, smiling at him.

Trying not to roll his eyes Castle looked at the robe she had on over her nightgown and asked, "And you?"

"You'll find out," Beckett said. She was about to sit on the couch when her husband was grabbing the tie of her robe, stopping her. She was going to make him let her go; thinking he was going to untie it; when she realized he was studying what she had done.

"Am I going to have to cut you out of this?" Castle asked.

"No," Beckett said in amusement. "Again, you'll find out and that'll be later," she said, pulling the tie out of his hands and going to sit on the couch. She took her glass that he handed her and took a drink saying, "They must have had it burning hot."

"I think so," Castle said after taking a sip and finding it hadn't gotten that cold yet. He looked at his wife and took her hand asking, "How're you doing?"

"If I stop to think about it, it drives me crazy," Beckett said, wondering what he'd take from that.

"That's understandable," Castle replied. "We went from Patrick getting shot to him telling you he was moving in next door," he added, smiling when his wife smiled at that. "So you're happy about that."

Rolling her eyes playfully, Beckett said, "I think that's obvious." She looked ahead of them, though she wasn't focusing on anything, and told him, "I wasn't expecting this."

"Why do you think his mother left him all that money?" Castle asked, something he'd been wondering but not wanting to ask Darnley himself.

"Patrick is sure she never felt guilty, and remember that money came from her father," Beckett replied.

"You said they were close," Castle said. "Patrick and his Tierney grandfather?" he asked slowly as he was recalling what she'd told him about the man.

Nodding Beckett said, "His grandfather passed away a year after he came out to his family, but he stayed with him for a month until he had an apartment of his own."

"So he was fine with Patrick's sexuality," Castle said.

"Yes, he didn't care," Beckett replied. "He was proud of him for picking up what he had taught Patrick about carpentry. It's what he did."

"I'll buy something from him," Castle said. When his wife glanced at him, he said, "For the house. Once he gets something set up."

"It'll be a business," Beckett said with a smile. "He's talked to me about it. It'll be from his home, but the studio part luckily has another door to get into it."

"I really hope they like it," Castle said.

"They should," Beckett replied. She sipped her coffee before telling him, "I'm really wondering two things." She wasn't surprised when her husband looked at her questioningly and smiled before telling him, "First if Bethany and Joseph are going to move in with them and-"

"I think they will," Castle said. "Their only family is Trevor." He inclined his head slightly and said, "Plus the grandkids."

"I thought that too, but we'll see what they decide," Beckett said, finishing her coffee then. She set her drink aside and then said, "And when Trevor will get him a pool table."

"Have you asked him?" Castle asked, not surprised she'd thought of that.

"I will," Beckett said for her answer. "But it'll have to be tomorrow, and out of earshot of Patrick."

"You will," Castle said. He was setting aside his cup as well before he said, "Want to watch a movie or anything?"

"I'll pass," Beckett said.

Seeing the slight frown on his wife's face Castle asked, "What is it?"

"Earlier when we were dancing," Beckett started to say. "The little we did," she then added quickly. "Did you ever feel a sense of…"

"Déjà vu?" Castle finished for her. When she nodded, he took her hand again and said, "I did, not… that much but vaguely."

"What do you think that means?" Beckett asked. She wasn't surprised when her husband was hesitating before he answered and she said, "Go ahead, I kind of have a feeling what you're going to say already now I've seen your reaction to me asking that." When he nodded, she was surprised when he hesitated still before he finally spoke and asked her a question after that explained why he'd done that.

"I think it's from our life before the last one," Castle started saying slowly, watching his wife closely to see her reaction. "Does that bother you?"

"Not as much as I thought it would," Beckett replied. She stood up then and said, "I really don't want to try the hypnosis you've talked about."

"Remember I only said that because I think we could find someone legitimate to hypnotize us," Castle said. "And I'll ask you again, would you do that if they were reliable?"

Beckett hesitated for a moment before she finally nodded, unable to help laughing as her husband immediately looked startled. "The way I felt at the house I can't really let that go," she explained seriously. "And I really would like to see what there is, but only that life. Okay?"

"Don't worry," Castle said, going to her and wrapping his arm around her before he brought her close and embraced her tightly to him. "It might take time though," he said to her.

"I'm relieved to hear that," Beckett said with a smile. She leaned against him and they kissed gently before they slowly parted. She realized her husband's hand was rubbing around her back and she asked, "Are we dancing?"

"Yes," Castle said simply as he started them swaying though it was just barely. "I hated it at the ball."

Beckett pulled back a little to look at her husband in surprise before she said, "I'm surprised, it was a historical reenactment."

Shaking his head, Castle said, "I forgot about that. That I couldn't hold my wife to me."

"We were pressed against each other," Beckett said, smiling slightly.

"Not like we are now," Castle said. "And you did look stunning, but the skirt was a pain."

Beckett was laughing softly before she went up on her tiptoes and brushed her lips against his. "Then we should dance here."

"Yeah," Castle said simply before they were dancing together again though only swaying slowly. They did that for a while and he said, "There's a problem love."

"No music?" Beckett asked. She was surprised when he stopped and pulled away from her before he tugged at the tie holding her robe closed. She smiled and then said, "Hold on," before she opened it.

Watching her closely, Castle find that he had to swallow a little harder and more than usual as he noticed immediately her nipples were straining against the fabric of her cerulean blue nightgown. He had to force himself to look up at her face and seeing her raised eyebrow said, "Sorry."

Beckett smiled in return and cupped his face with her hands and said, "I don't mind."

"Are you sure? I've been leering at you," Castle told her.

"Oh, you were," Beckett said, moving her arms to wrap around his neck. "I still don't care."

His hands resting on the small of his wife's back, Castle leaned down and captured her lips with his. He was kissing her hungrily as they forgot their plans to dance and when they stopped, he pressed his forehead against hers. "Would it make you mad if I told you I don't really want to dance anymore?"

Brushing her lips against her husband's, Beckett told him, "I don't want to either. Here." She let go of him and took his hand before they were walking together into the bedroom. Once they were next to the bed she was startled when her husband suddenly picked her up, but he laid her down on the middle before she grabbed him as he climbed on with her. They were kissing deeply as soon as he was close enough and their bodies pressed close to each other. She could feel her husband's erection and she couldn't help herself, reaching down in between them and rubbing it gently where she could feel it.

Groaning in his pleasure, Castle tried to reach for her hand, but she was moving it and they were kissing again. That time he couldn't stop himself, laying directly on her and making sure to press his hips against her. They both groaned together at the sensation and he said, "I'm going to come before we're undressed."

Beckett breathed out a laugh before she said, "Then stop moving."

"I can't," Castle let out in a heavy groan of pleasure as he was slightly moving against her.

"Here," Beckett said, pushing on his hips. When he was sitting up on his knees she pulled on the bottom of his shirt before he took over. Once it was out of the way she leaned over, kissing at his nipples before he let out a short hiss. "No?" she asked, smiling at him. She was gasping shortly after as her husband was bowing his head, suckling at her right breast hungrily. She nearly fell back on the mattress as he was a little rough, but she held onto him quickly, trying to control herself though her body was fighting her. Her sex was throbbing roughly as he moved to her left mound and she was holding onto the back of his head by then. Her right nipple was still throbbing in response to him before she stopped him though she didn't want to.

Castle was startled at his wife's actions but as she kissed him, he realized what she wanted. He had to wait to do that until they had stopped, and he got off the bed in a rush, pulling off his pajama pants. Naked, he hurried back to his wife before he paused on his knees in front of her again while she was tugging her nightgown up to her waist. He helped her in getting it up over her head before it was off, and he tossed it aside to where his pants and shirt were. He didn't notice how the blue silk had landed; his attention focused on his wife who he was laying down gently before they were kissing. That lasted for some time and when they stopped he murmured, "Might I?"

"Okay," Beckett whispered though she really didn't know what exactly he wanted. She had her answer as her husband moved to kiss his way down her body until he was at her sex.

Castle began kissing around it, from her clit to the folds at her entrance, until he went back to her swollen nub. Once he had his mouth around it, he started to suck, hearing the arousing cries of his wife while she was reacting to his stimulation. He moved to her entrance, lapping her folds before allowing his tongue to slip inside her until he could taste her. He then pulled away and moved to get on top of her until she could reach for his erection, making him groan in pleasure as she led him to her entrance.

Beckett was breathing a little harder as her husband's fingers were gently searching her sex and she did the same, deliberately rubbing her index finger along the tip of him. Though they were pleasuring each other doing that they lingered in their actions for a little longer before they stopped, and she guided the tip of his member inside of her. She sighed in joy as he slid within her slowly and she wrapped her legs around his waist while her arms were already around him. When he was fully sheathed within her they were just ending a kiss and she murmured against his lips, "Please tell me you're going to make love to me."

"I've been wanting to all day," Castle said.

"Pervert," Beckett told him before he was closing the space in between them to kiss her passionately. She was dueling with his tongue as it quickly slipped into her mouth and she forgot about him making love to her momentarily before they were stopping, and he pulled away from her.

"You're a goddess," Castle told her seriously. He pressed a kiss to the palm of her hand as she cupped his face, and then slowly pulled back before he thrust in again. He went slowly and they were groaning together in their pleasure before he began to work up his rhythm. He was still going gently, just taking in how his wife felt as he made love to her and watching her as well before she was suddenly pushing herself up a little to reach him. "Love-" he began.

Beckett cut him off by kissing him and trying to slip her tongue into his mouth before he was playfully pushing her into hers. After they had rubbed against each other for a while she let her head lean back and cried out softly as her husband was kissing along her neck. She was about raise her head so they could kiss again, but her husband was moving to her collarbone, nipping at it before she lowered herself back down to the mattress. She wasn't surprised when her husband thrust a little harder once and she breathed out, "I'm not going to keep myself… up."

"No?" Castle asked. When his wife looked at him, knowing she was confused but too affected by their lovemaking to let that show on her face, he stopped moving and then turned them around so she was above him.

"You're lucky I know we're not coming like this," Beckett told him teasingly as she sat on her knees. She wrapped her arms around her husband and leaned down to him so they could kiss before she leaned back a little when they pulled away from each other.

Nuzzling her nipples with his lips, Castle did that for only a short time before he moved to her lips and kissed her again. That time he was leisurely in taking her lips until he slipped his tongue within her mouth. He only did that for a short time and pulled away, kissing her jaw up to her earlobe. There he nibbled at it and said, "Move however you want to."

Smiling for a moment, Beckett nodded and she wasn't going to tell her husband what she was planning. Instead she started to move on him, pushing herself slowly on him before she felt his hands sliding down her sides and he was gripping her hips. She found herself panting for air quickly, Castle's hands moving around her back before he was gripping her ass. "Do you want me to fuck you?" she asked him, trying to smile though she was unable.

Shaking his head quickly, Castle brought her to him for a kiss before they were going a little crazy with it until their lips were throbbing in reaction. When they stopped, he grabbed her before he laid her on her back. Though his natural inclination was to thrust as hard as he could, he managed to calm himself down and went back to making love with her. He shuddered slightly at the sensation of her sex, still gripping him tightly but extremely sodden with her arousal and tried to keep a hold on himself before he had to stop.

"Rick-" Beckett said, doing her best not to sound too angry at him.

"It's only once," Castle assured her. "I just… you feel amazing love," he tried to explain as he leaned over and kissed her. He wasn't too rough but made sure his wife knew he wanted her in that simple action. And he became aware she understood him as she was squeezing her fingertips into the backs of his shoulders. After they'd stopped to breathe, he was going to tell her he loved her, but he was enthralled by how her eyes had darkened and he moved again, going slightly faster than he'd been before as his wife was crying out his name.

"Oh! Rick you…" Beckett started to say as she was trying then to move with him. She couldn't do it with the way her legs were wrapped around him and instead she moved to place her feet flat on the bed which helped her. Their hips were smacking together with her added leverage and she tried to fight her desire to climax with how erotic the sound was. She was also dealing with trying not to take in her own vocal reactions or her husband's that she could very easily hear. But it soon became too much, and she was running her nails down his back as she moaned to him, "I'm going to come love, please."

"I know," Castle said, making sure he was making love with her still though it was a fight. For a distraction he said, "And I want you to, I want to feel your pussy around my cock, taking my come before I fuck you next time."

Unable to help her soft moan in pleasure at his words, Beckett was running her nails over his scalp and told him, "I want to feel you Rick… fucking me… please." She'd had more to say but her orgasm struck her and she was wrapping her legs around her husband's as she cried out his name until she was nearly biting at what she could reach of his shoulder when he joined her. She felt him speed up as she was stopping and just felt him before he was nearly collapsing on her. Since she had more of her energy back, she smiled and told him, "Very strange."

"What?" Castle asked in concern as he raised his head enough to look into her eyes.

"Don't worry," Beckett reassured him. "It's more we made love for longer than I thought it would last."

"You didn't want it to?" Castle asked her. Before she could say anything, he gently pulled away from her before laying on his back. He wrapped his arms around her and said, "You want more?"

"It's early," Beckett said, knowing what she was thinking. "And we don't even know what time our flight is at." She heard him breathing out heavily and said, "You don't want to?"

"I do, it's just I'm not sure if you'll do one thing for me," Castle said, looking at her.

Beckett couldn't help smiling and she brushed her lips against his jaw before telling him, "Tell me, I will."

Though he was about to tell her she didn't know what it was, Castle could easily tell that she was serious before he said, "Wear your nightgown for me?" He was startled when she shook her head and said, "I thought-"

"I know what I said," Beckett told her husband as she got off the bed and he followed though he stayed on the mattress. "But I have something better."

"What is it?" Castle asked.

Beckett smiled at him and then brushed her lips to his before telling him, "Put a sheet on the couch."

Castle opened his mouth to speak but his wife was leaving him to go over to the closet and he breathed out roughly as he had to wonder what exactly she had. He realized he needed to get the couch ready and he got off the bed before he took the sheet and covered the couch with it before he turned at the sound of fabric rustling. When his wife stepped out into the bedroom he was breathless seeing her as she was wearing her blue fifties dress. "The crinoline?" he whispered.

Biting her lower lip for a moment at her husband's tone, Beckett nodded and told him, "Mmm-hmm. For you Rick."

Shaking his head Castle said as he took her hand, "You have to enjoy it too."

"Believe me, I do," Beckett replied before she was taking her husband's lips in a tender kiss. She was a little startled when her husband was so simple but his hands holding her she could feel he was desirous of her. It sent a thrill through her body and she was arching against him before their kiss was interrupted by their groans of pleasure. When they were looking at each other she said, "Thank you for getting the couch ready."

"Of course," Castle said, wondering what she was going to do as she moved away from him. She went to the couch and got on it on her knees, pressing against the back before he moved to step up to her.

Smiling, as she knew her husband wasn't quite sure what she wanted from him, Beckett nodded next to her before she said, "Look at the view with me." She turned her attention back to the window but could see her husband shortly after out of the corner of her eye before she noticed he was staring at her. Moving a little so she could face him she said, "I was trying to tease you."

"Trust me, you are," Castle said, looking at her chest as her nipples were straining against the fabric as well.

"You seem to have that effect on me," Beckett teased him as she knew what he was staring at. She made him tilt his head up to her and said, "I'm completely naked under this."

"There are so many things I can do with you," Castle told her immediately. "I don't know what though; help me."

Beckett was smiling at his strained tone and she leaned over to kiss him tenderly though she was quick. She pulled away from him and then got off the couch before she went to the dresser and waited for him to follow. Once he had run to her; though it wasn't that far; she wrapped her arms around him, and they were kissing again. She hadn't expected them to slip into three kisses, but she wasn't complaining as she suggested to him, "You can fuck me here."

"Good, I did this so many times…" Castle started to say before he then stepped away from her before she turned to face the dresser drawers. He reached for her skirt once he could tell she was ready and pushed it up over her ass as she had bent over slightly. It wasn't completely out of the way, so he moved to enter her just enough before he was covering her hands on the dresser with his own as the skirt fell on them both a little, covering them. He pushed it up out of the way so he could watch as he rammed in her and he was nearly yelling as she was crying out his name swiftly. She looked back at him for a moment and he told her, "I won't stop love."

"Good," Beckett said firmly, taking in what he was doing filling her as much as he could. "Fuck me lover," she told him. "Do what you did to me then… everything."

It hit Castle in a flash as to what his wife was referring to and he was moving soon after that. He knew he should have indicated to her that he would do as she'd requested but as he soon felt her sex still tight and wet around him that flew out of his mind. He found himself focusing on her and did that for a while before the memory her desire had brought was coming back to him. He was reaching up to her back and then unzipped her dress, having to stop only to get the top of her dress off her and exposing her breasts. He grasped the mounds carefully, trying not to squeeze them too hard though the palms of his hands were rubbing against her and he knew she was enjoying it as she was begging him to fuck her harder. When they were orgasming, it was incredibly close and he was in ecstasy along with her and they were calling each other's names until they were stopping.

"I…" Beckett started to breathe out when she had stopped and felt her legs were trembling. "I'm so glad I brought this with me."

"So am I," Castle said as he slowly pulled away from her though he wanted to remain within her. But he needed to and he was careful before asking, "The top?"

Beckett cupped her husband's cheek before she said, "It's up to you."

Studying the dress that was half off her, Castle said, "Off, I love you bare Kate." She didn't respond to him and he raised his eyebrows in surprise but didn't say anything as he was helping her get her crinoline skirt off before her dress was going too. "Did you still want the couch?" he asked her.

"One more time," Beckett said with a smile before she walked over to it. She made her husband sit down first before she sat on his lap and she kissed him lightly on the lips before shifting to feign needing to adjust to be comfortable. "Is something wrong?" she asked as he was groaning heavily in reaction to her movements.

"Vixen," Castle breathed to her before he was bringing her back to him for another kiss. He reached up to her chest, fondling her breasts heavily before he was moving away from her lips. "What were you thinking with this?" he asked as he was gently playing with her nipples.

Reaching up to pause his hand Beckett said, "Whatever we feel like."

"See where this takes us?" Castle asked. When his wife nodded, he brushed his lips to hers, debating if he should tell her he had something in mind already. But she was cupping his cheek with her hand and was about to tell her before she started to speak, teasing him and making his arousal rise rapidly in response at her words.

"You already know what you want us to do," Beckett said, cupping his face with her hand. "Tell me."

"Are you sure?" Castle asked. When she kissed him firmly on the lips, he had his answer though he couldn't resist kissing her after they'd parted. He slipped his tongue into her mouth, but it was brief as she was curling her fingers around his length. "Wait," he told her, pulling her hand away gently before he kissed her again. They were rough with each other that time and he felt himself becoming more and more eager before he couldn't take it anymore. They'd exchanged more than one kiss by then, and he found his lips were swollen once they'd parted. He was smiling at her as he lightly slid his thumb over her lower lip and said, "I wasn't intending to stop us."

"I would have," Beckett told him with a smile. She brushed her lips to his and then got off his lap, holding her hand out to him. She was still smiling as her husband was scrambling to follow her and she wasn't surprised when he was pulling the sheet off the couch to bring back to the bed with them. Once they were laying down, they were kissing hungrily and she could feel his erection against her hip before she was watching him going down her body. As he was kissing and suckling at her breasts, she bit her lower lip and held onto him tightly before he was moving up to her. "You still haven't told me," she told him, though her voice was a little slow as she was recovering from the stimulation.

Castle studied his wife for a moment, and instead of answering he reached for her hand and wrapped it around his length. When she was starting to move it up and down on him, he reached for her and began rubbing at her clit. They were both focused on what they were doing at that point, stimulating each other manually until he could tell they were about to climax. He was moving then, having her let go of him as he stopped on her and sank into her body, only thrusting back and forth once; hard; before they both broke. She had her arms and legs wrapped around him tightly and he was feeling an intense amount of pleasure as they seemed to be involved in their orgasms for a while. But soon enough he was stopping, and he looked down at his wife as she seemed to be limp on the bed. He laid next to her, though he hated pulling away from her, and wrapped his arms around her before she turned onto her side to face him. "You're so beautiful," he told her seriously as they were gazing at each other.

Nuzzling her nose to his, Beckett then did the same with her lips and said, "You're an amazing man. And I hated the ball." She smiled when her husband looked started at that and she explained, "Your glasses."

"Oh," Castle said, recalling them as she'd asked him to take off his contacts as soon as they'd gotten into the suite. He then kissed her lightly and said, "At least we didn't spend that long there."

Beckett was nodding before she was pressing closer to him, smiling as he moved to lay on his back. "No, and we danced a little," she told him. She was against his side by then and said, "I love you."

"I love you too," Castle told her quickly, kissing her forehead gently. "I'll be glad to get back home though."

"Don't talk about home yet," Beckett said. When her husband raised his head to look at her, she was laughing softly and then told him, "I'm not intending for us to do anything more, but I'd like to leave the possibility open for that."

"Okay," Castle said slowly before his wife was laughing. "Believe me, I'm very happy about that but we do need to sleep."

"Now you sound like me," Beckett told him teasingly. They kissed at that point until he was pulling away first and staring into her eyes. She was a little surprised at the intensity of his gaze and was going to ask him what was wrong before he was speaking first.

"Sorry, I'm just… something came to mind just now," Castle said slowly.

"Something bad?" Beckett asked, able to tell he was a little uncertain and startled that he was.

"No, just something incredibly sappy," Castle replied.

"Then tell me," Beckett replied with a smile to encourage him.

Castle hesitated again but he finally said, "I've thought about it, and you are my world Kate." He heard her sucking in a breath of air and he asked, "Did you remember?"

"Yeah, very suddenly," Beckett said. "But you're not referencing our past life, are you?"

"No," Castle said very simply, watching her closely so he could see her reaction.

"I'm… not sure what to say," Beckett said, feeling a little consternation that she couldn't.

"It shouldn't really be a surprise. I've spent a little over eleven years with you, part of that trying to get close to you," Castle told her. He was taken aback when his wife was suddenly kissing him but came back to himself as fast as he could to return it. Once they were dueling with their tongues he was on his side and holding her the best he could to him.

"I feel the same Rick," Beckett told him in a whisper when they had stopped and were pressing their foreheads together. "I'll never desire another man," she told him, staring into his eyes. "I physically can't."

Castle felt overjoyed hearing that; since she would say the same when he told her she was his world in their past life. But though they were saying the same words they had back then, he felt no other connection and started to caress her body before he was kissing her again. When they stopped that time, he said against her lips gently, "You know I mean what I said."

"I do too," Beckett said with a smile as she was looking up at him. They kissed again before she felt her husband pulling her to him and she said, "I wonder if you're okay with that."

"Don't start love," Castle said, smiling as his wife would tease him about his sticking so strictly to monogamy. And as she usually did the few times, she would she kissed him lovingly before she was pulling him on top of her while she rolled onto her back. He was eager as they worked to together to couple again and he made love to her slowly as he had before. He didn't change their position, remaining on top of her as his wife had her legs wrapped tight around him along with her arms.

Beckett was crying out heavily when her husband pushed her over the edge, and she was nearly climaxing a second time as she felt her joining him. Her nails were raking down his back and she wasn't sure how she wasn't cutting into his skin as she was trying to take the intensity of her ecstasy. When she had calmed down, she tried to keep up her breathing though it was difficult as her husband was still thrusting in her a little furiously. Finally though he gave a last, hard thrust and she was smiling to herself as she could hear his heavy breathing, feeling it as well since he had his face pressed against her neck. "Are you okay?" she asked, knowing she didn't really need to ask that.

Groaning into his wife's skin, Castle was pleased to feel her slight tremble of pleasure and he moved back to look down at her before he said, "I could do that for hours."

"Pervert," Beckett said.

"Vixen," Castle said to her immediately. At her look of surprise, he told her, "Just because." He couldn't keep from groaning in pleasure as she was stimulating him laughing softly and he said, "Kate, you need to stop or I'm going to start again."

"You could," Beckett replied. When she saw he appeared to be startled as he was looking down at her she cupped his face in her hands and told him, "You just need to help me a little."

"I can do that," Castle said.

Beckett was smiling at the eagerness in her husband's tone and was gasping a moment later since he'd withdrawn from her. She was going to tell him he hadn't needed to do that, but her husband was reaching for her clit and she clutched at the bed underneath her as his fingers were gently rubbing at first. She allowed herself to vocalize her joy at his touch as he was going harder and harder until she had to reach for him to stop him before she could orgasm. "You… you're too good at that," she struggled for a moment to say. When her husband smiled at her she reached for him and then pulled him to her so they could kiss which they were doing soon after. She held him to her body, feeling her interrupted arousal growing before she was stopping him and pulling away saying, "You need to start."

Since his wife's tone was a little tense, Castle nodded and leaned down to kiss her before he said once they'd stopped, "I love you Kate."

"I love you too Rick," Beckett replied. "Fuck me lover."

"Always," Castle breathed to her.

Beckett responded in the same way but was only able to say that as Castle was suddenly kissing her. They were involved in that for a while before they were suddenly literally frantic in their need to couple, making love passionately as soon as they were. They both wondered when exactly they'd be stopping in the backs of their minds before their focus turned to one another while they were trying their best to pleasure each other completely for as long as they could that night.