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Oh, and there could be some consent issues with this. If that's a trigger for anybody, I'd suggest skipping this one.
Very few things can genuinely shock Richard Castle.
The idea that his teammates from the twelfth intend to fuck him senseless is one of those things.
It's not as if he hasn't considered being with a guy, imagination is kind of his thing, and he's always had the opinion that human sexuality is, generally, a lot more fluid than people tend to think. Nothing had ever, well, come of it though. It's not easy experimenting with your sexuality when you have an infant to take care of. He'd certainly never considered that Ryan or Espo might swing that way, in any capacity, ever...
Wow.
He regards the trio. Esposito has released him at some point and they are all staring at him expectantly. They seem to be waiting for some kind of response.
The problem is that he can't think of a single damn thing to say.
"You don't have to, you know, if you don't want..." Ryan starts to reassure him but Beckett shoots him a withering glare that lives up to its description. Ryan shuts up.
Espo chimes in with, "Come on man, don't be a pussy!"
There are just so many things he could do with that, and the situation is so bizarre, Rick's mind just sort of explodes.
He starts to laugh.
It begins as a chuckle in his chest, but before long it grows into a snicker until finally it works its way all the way up to a guffaw. He can't breathe, can't think. He's dreaming, he must be, because there's no way in hell that Ryan, or Espo or especially Detective Katherine Beckett are here trying to convince him to...
"YEOWCH!" he squeals, absolutely certain that his ear has been ripped from his head, but no, he can still feel slender fingers with long, manicured nails gripping it with what a strength that must be supernatural because it wrenches his head upward. He is nose to nose with Beckett, and she looks pissed.
"You think this is funny, Castle?" she hisses, and the laughter freezes in his chest. "You think this is a game?" He tries to shake his head but is held firm by her grip on his ear. She sneers, disgusted, and pushes him backwards. He falls from his knees to the floor and she is on him before he can recover. Her hips straddle his, and she pins his wrists together above his head. "You think you can just call up your buddy, the mayor, sign a few forms, and you're part of my team? It doesn't work that way, Castle. Sometimes, there are..." she rolls her hips against him, "consequences".
He mewls, fucking mewls. Kate Beckett is atop him, grinding against him, and dear God if she would just keep moving...but she doesn't. She stills, grins wickedly, and releases him. She saunters over to the bed, California King, of course, passing the two junior detectives. Javi has his shirt undone and Ryan is loosening his tie. They are standing a bit closer together than usual. Espo reaches over to help his partner when Kate brings the riding crop down on his wrist. Hard.
"No touching," she barks, and the two retreat. "Save it for him." The two nod, and as he regains his feet, the pair move to flank Rick. Almost as if he's a suspect they expect to bolt. Kate finds his eyes with hers. "I like to watch."
At last, Rick finds his voice. "But what if I don't like to show?" he asks, his smug tone returning.
She shrugs, unconcerned. "Then you can't be part of my team."
"But the Mayor..." Rick begins.
"Fuck the Mayor," she says, and there's something about hearing the profanity fall from her lips that really does it for him. "While it's true that I can't keep you out of the precinct, Castle, only I can decide if you're part of the team."
"There are a lot of ways to make people feel, unwelcome, at a police station," Espo says.
Ryan joins in. "Locked doors"
"Strip searches."
"Malfunctioning pepper spray..."
"OK, OK, I get it!" Castle says, desperate to stop the litany. He's still a little drunk, but he gets the picture. Hell, it might even be fun. He sighs in resignation. "So, how are we going to do this?"
"It's very simple Castle," says Kate, sliding off the bed, never breaking his gaze. "You are going to do what I tell you to do, everything I tell you, no matter what it is." He opens his mouth to protest but she silences him with a look. "If you really want, you can say your 'apples' and run home like a little bitch, but believe me when I tell you that you will not be offered this chance again. You decide to leave before I am fully satisfied, Castle, and it's over. You could follow me for decades, but you would never be one of us."
She's less than an inch away, the size of her heels evening out their height difference.
Castle swallows again.
Kate raises an eyebrow. "Well?"
Rick takes a deep breath. He nods.
She grabs his chin. "Out loud, Castle."
"Yes," he growls.
"Yes, what?"
"Yes, I will do whatever you say, until you are fully..." he can't help wiggling his eyebrows, "satisfied. After a second he adds, "Within the confines of this room, of course. I'm not going to be your sex toy in public."
Ryan coughs but it does nothing to hide the word "Yet".
"Agreed," she says, returning to the bed. "And Castle, in this room you will address me as either Detective or Sir, is that understood?"
"Yes Detective," he lilts.
"Very well," she says.
"Now, Strip."
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