Tumbler Prompt from believewishdreams: Beckett's Tattoo
A/N: Takes place in that shiny space between Always and After the Storm
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They laid on his bed, sated, after their first two rounds of love making. Castle's mind was still in a whirl, absorbing it all, with Kate tucked warmly next to him. He squeezed lightly on her shoulders and kissed the top of her head, his heart elated with the knowledge that she was here and in this with him.
He shifted onto his side and kissed her again, the satin of her lips sliding so wonderfully against his, then he moved on to her jaw and neck. Slowly, so slowly, he worked his way down her body. This time, he wanted to commit every nuance to memory.
His fingers skimmed across the planes of her abdomen, continuing on their journey south. Just below her navel, and a bit to the left, he found a slight roughness to her skin. Castle opened his eyes. How he missed this before, he could only blame on the heat of the moment, but now... now, he saw it - her tattoo.
It was a lotus flower. So elegant in its simplicity, and it genuinely reflected everything he saw in Kate.
"You okay down there?" she asked.
Her voice took him by surprise. "Yeah, why?"
"Well, you stopped moving." He could hear the amusement in her words, "See something you like?"
Castle smiled, then leaned to place a kiss on the tattoo, lingering for just a second. "That is the understatement of the year," he answered, wanting to ask, but thought better of it. He continued his exploration of her, knowing the story of the tattoo could wait until later.