Disclaimer: I don't own Castle.
Author's Note: Thanks for all of the wonderful reviews!!
Character(s): Kate Beckett, Richard Castle
Relationship: Caskett-y
Genre: Humor
Rating: K
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Giggle
Rick looked around precinct to make sure no one was there, even though he knew no one was there, before pushing her against her desk, kissing her.
Kissing Kate.
She moaned as the kiss deepened and he felt her start to struggle to unbutton his shirt without breaking the kiss.
He smiled and broke the kiss long enough to catch his breath and sweep the papers off her desk. She then picked her up enough to sit her on her desk.
She watched him with raised eyebrows. "You're picking that up you know."
"It was so much more romantic before you opened you mouth."
"…and my computer is still in the way."
"Way to kill the mood, Katie."
"Who said I killed the mood?" She replied, placing one hand on his and running it down to his stomach and back up again slowly. She smiled as he gulped.
She brought her hand up once more and unfastened the second button on his shirt, the first already opened. Kate kissed his cheek softly and unfastened another button. Continuing until the last button was unbuttoned and she placed another kiss on his lips.
"Now, what were you saying?"
He ignored her question and then proceeded to all but rip off the shirt she was wearing, tossing it to the floor.
He moved his lips to her neck, nibbling on it gently.
"Castle," she moaned.
"Castle," she spoke once again.
"Castle!" she spoke louder, sounding like she was trying to stop laughing.
He opened his eyes to find that he had fallen asleep in the middle of the precinct, surrounded by chattering officers, and an almost hysterical Kate, which made him wonder what she did to him or what he might have said while he was sleeping.
But, the more he kept thinking about it, the more he began to doubt the latter because if she had known what he was dreaming about he probably wouldn't survive through the day.
His eyes flashed to her desk already knowing he would never look at it the same way again.
"Do you always drool like a three year old while sleeping or is this just a…"
"What?" Castle shrieked, stood up so quickly it almost knocked the chair he was sitting in over, and wiped his mouth quickly.
That was when it happened. Kate took one look at his disheveled form, threw her head back, and, to his amazement, giggled.
An actual giggle. Coming from Detective Kate Beckett.
And he never wanted to forget it. He memorized it, playing it over and over in his head. His embarrassment from drooling earlier gone.
"What?!" She asked.
"Huh?"
"Why are you staring?"
"Yeah, I know. It's 'creepy'" He imitated her.
"Then tell me why!"
"You giggled."
"What?" She gave him a look of disbelief. "No, I didn't!"
"Yes, you did."
"Didn't!"
"Did!"
"Didn't!"
"Did!"
"Well, I'm sorry to interrupt your very important adult argument, but you have a case." Captain Montgomery informed them. "Esposito and Ryan are already on their way there. They tried to reach you, but…"
"I was in the restroom."
The Captain nodded. "Fine, now go. Continue you argument later."
Once in the car, they both began to speak at the same time.
"Castle-"
"Kate-"
Caste grinned, "Ladies first."
She sighed and stuck the key in the ignition, not turning it on. Finally after a few minutes, she spoke. "Maybe I did giggle, Castle, but if you ever tell anyone that I promise that you will not like the consequences."
He smiled. "Okay."
"Oh, and you still have a little drool on your face." She turned the car on. She glanced down at her phone grinning to herself. Castle may have heard her giggle, but he had no evidence. She, however, did have plenty ammunition against Castle and the pictures to prove it.