Kate slowly opened her eyes, disoriented for a moment as she stared into the darkness of the room, then smiled as Castle murmured to himself in his sleep behind her. She slipped out from under his arm and sat on the edge of the bed, yawning as she looked around for a clock. It was only 4am, but she had some business to attend to and she was about to die of thirst.
She came back into the room and set her water down on the side table before she carefully slipped back into bed. She turned on her side and watched him sleep with a tender look on her face. He'd had a couple of rough, momentous days and she still ached at the hurt she'd caused.
Her breath caught in her chest when he turned towards her, sighing her name in his sleep. She moved closer and carefully pushed the hair back that had fallen into his face, trying not to wake him, but unable not to touch him in some way.
Should have tried harder, she thought as his sleepy blues eyes blinked open. "Sorry," she whispered.
"Mmmm-hmm," Rick replied as he put his arm around her and pulled her closer. "You can play with my hair any time." He snuggled her in for a kiss. "Best alarm clock ever."
Kate wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back. "It's still early, you know. You don't actually have to get up now."
Rick pulled back and grinned at her slyly. "Oh, no, no." He drew her leg over his hip and held her closer. "I'm 'up' now."
She dropped her head against his neck and snorted, even as she tightened her leg around his waist. "Really?"
"I'm sorry." He slid his hand leisurely over her ass, and it felt every bit as satiny smooth and fantastic as he'd always imagined. "I thought it was punny."
Another giggle and she was rubbing her nose against his. "Thank you, Castle."
"You're welcome," he murmured as he rolled them till she was on her back , his breathing getting faster as she wrapped her endless legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. "For what?"
She unwound her arms and snagged a condom, smiling at him as he raised up on his arms so she could roll it on him. Once it was on, she pulled him back down. "For letting me apologize, tonight. And…"
She lost the rest of her words as he slowly pushed in, not stopping until he was fully seated. He stayed still for a moment while she got used to him, enjoying the arch of her neck and the squeeze of her legs pulling him closer.
This time felt different somehow, Kate thought hazily. The near-frantic quality from earlier in the evening was gone from their movements. It was like he'd calmed some inner fear that this wasn't real. She felt the same way, and now, she could take her time and enjoy…everything.
Rick threaded his fingers through her hair and tipped her head back, kissing deep and long, over and over like he'd always wanted. In amidst all of the raunchy mental scenarios he'd had of Beckett, more than a few of his fantasies had been just about this; the heat of their breaths exchanging as their tongues twined together. Of course, he conceded, wincing from pleasure as he shifted inside her, this was even better.
Kate held on tighter to him as he rocked against her. She gasped out his name as they came up for air and he froze, staring at her face. She pulled at his shoulders when after a moment he still hadn't moved. "What's the matter," she panted.
"Say it again, Kate," he asked achingly, his voice so deep that she felt it more than heard it.
"Rick." She slid one hand from his shoulders to cup his jaw and closed the distance to kiss him. A soft press of lips, nearly chaste compared to what they'd shared moments before. She smiled into his eyes. "Castle."
The blue of his eyes turned impossibly deeper. He started moving again, long, slow slides that never ended. The look on his face
was killing her; a cross between adoration and near tears. She said it again and again as he moved in her, loved her, sometimes sighing it and eventually sobbing it as he brought them both to the edge and over. Their movements ended as they began, locked in a kiss that fed the desire of their hearts and soul as well as their bodies.
Sometime later, Rick came back to bed with his own glass of water and paused to enjoy the sight of Beckett curled up asleep against her pillow. He sighed, exhausted but happy. He slipped into bed, scooting until they were pressed back to front with his arm around her. She didn't even move.
He kissed her head. She'd been so brave today in so many ways, his little warrior. He looked at the clock and revised that to yesterday. He worried about what that maze of a mind of hers would come with tomorrow; about them and what she'd do about her mom's killer.
Whatever it was, whatever she decided, he'd be there with her this time, he silently promised her. Castle closed his eyes and gave himself over to sleep. For always and after, he'd be there.
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