N/A: Once more, Buttons by The Pussycat Dolls.
Green
I'm a sexy mama who knows just how to get what I wanna
Green.
Green is the color of her eyes. Green eyes are staring him mischievously. Her smile is doing things with him that he didn't expect. She's turning him on only with a look. Something he truly didn't expect. He knows she has power over him. She knows she can work that power on him. That's the reason she's licking her lips like a predator. That's the reason why this single movement of her tongue is sending him over the edge.
He groans. She scratches his back lightly. Just enough to make him shiver and turn him on even more. His body is on top of hers, but she has all the control. She sucks his pulse point while he's trying not to come without even putting his hands on her body. He tries to focus on the green grass, on the green blanket underneath them, but it's useless. She's now with her hands on his pants. Kate undoes the fly so easily. Then one of her small hands slide inside his boxers. He bites his lips so hard, he can even taste a little bit of his blood. He looks at her face, trying, really trying not to come in her hands. But she smiles and moans his name like a pray. Castle. Oh, Castle. It sends him over the edge. All he can see is her face. All he can feel is her hands. Oh, that wasn't one of his fantasies, but it could be so easily. It could be so much more. It could be…
"Castle!" He almost falls of his chair as she screams his name. "Castle!"
Beckett looks really pissed. He tries to match her stare, but he can't. He's embarrassed. He was daydreaming while they were at the precinct. She was talking to him when he started to daydream. It was something really important by the look on her face. Of course it could be nothing and she would look pissed anyway. "Look at me. Did you hear a thing I just said?" she says, but all he can see is her painted nails. Green. Mmm, green. Just like his dream.