WHOO HOO! Suck it, writer's block!
I don't own these characters but I sure do like playing with them.
He's almost there, with his tongue mapping the inside of Beckett's mouth and Ryan buried deep in his ass, Rick Castle is on the verge of the most intense orgasm ever. He'd not thought he would enjoy it so much, never imagined that he'd be in this position; but he does, and he is, so he might as well make the most of it.
Then he feels her pulling away.
"Not yet, Castle," he hears her say, "not until we get what we want."
His heart flares in anger. How dare she? She's a fucking tease, always has been, with her swaying walk and her sultry "you have no idea," a phrase which, by the way, that has played prominently in his fantasies ever since she said it at the end of their first case together. Her wicked smile enrages him even further, and Rick Castle makes a decision.
She wants "satisfaction"? He'll give her Satisfaction.
But it's going to be on his terms.
He shoves her backwards, enjoying the way her breath huffs and catches when she hits the mattress. He leans forward, bowing between her knees as he curls his fingers around the tiny thread of her underwear. Somehow, Ryan manages to stay with him, but barely. The man behind him freezes in surprise, but Rick doesn't spare a thought for him. He locks eyes with Beckett for the briefest of moments, willing her to understand what he's feeling.
"Be careful what you wish for, Detective," he growls. "You just, might, get it."
And then he rips the string to the side and dives in.
Later he will regret using such tired cliche Surely, he muses, the master of macabre himself could have come up with something a bit more original for such a momentous occasion. But right now, in this moment, he really doesn't give a fuck.
She tastes amazing. He laps at her. Her flavor is difficult to describe, smokey, savory, a bit heavy on the tongue with alternating undertones both bitter and sweet, just like the woman herself in fact.
Castle feasts upon her, running his mouth up the inside of her thigh to her apex, dipping briefly into her void to harvest the gathered moisture before pouncing on the swollen bundle of nerves that is all but begging for his attentions.
She shudders, gasps, and curses, and he treasures every second of it.
He feels hands on his shoulders, Esposito's by the temperature. Rick thinks the darker man is going to pull him back, but that is forestalled by Beckett's emphatic, and nearly breathless, "No, Espo!"
Rick grins.
He feels Espo's fingernails dig slightly into his back before the man releases him. Rick returns to his task as he hears Esposioto telling Ryan to hurry the fuck up, clearly anxious for his own turn with the illustrious author.
Rick's grin grows even wider. He's a little startled when Ryan resumes his movements, Rick's mouth slipping off target slightly with each thrust. Beckett growls at him and presses her palms on the back of his head in an attempt to hold him in place. After a time, he figures out the rhythm, using Ryan's jolts to accentuate his own movements. Kate's thighs press tight around his ears, and he knows she's on the knife's edge.
Ryan stiffens behind him, gasping out a desperate "Son of a ..." before pulsing several times, deep inside him. Rick groans, wraps his mouth around the Detective's clit, and sucks. She rewards him with a high wail and a gush of fluid over his chin. He glances up to see her green eyes open and unfocused, chest actually heaving beneath.
Ryan pulls out of him with a small sigh. After disposing of the condom, he places a small kiss on Rick's shoulder blade before collapsing beside him.
"Was that ... satisfactory, Detective Beckett?" he quips and her eyes blaze in either lust or anger, he's not sure which.
"Castle," she breathes but doesn't get any farther because Esposito pounces on them both, causing Rick to fall face first into her, as previously noted heaving, bosom.
"Party's not near over," the Hispanic cop says as he takes up the position vacated by Ryan. "My turn now."
And the Detective seems to have no qualms about taking it, slamming into Castle with far more force than his partner.
Rick's knees go weak.
He's got a long night ahead of him.
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