I love the responses I got from you guys! I'm glad none of you truly hate me for the ending to the last chapter, and I tried not to make you wait too long.
Jax and CJ- Thanks for the reviews! I tried to get the update out as quick as humanly possible.
Warning- Slight sexytime in this chapter.
So… It was kind of Wednesday night! Still not midnight!
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"Let me the fuck go!" I cried, ignoring the pain running through my body as I struggled against Castle. Waking up had not been pleasant.
I had woken up to a dimly lit, unfamiliar room, and let the news that Javi had drugged me run through my system. Castles daughter had leaned over me and told me that I needed to eat something, and that had been the beginning of my freak out.
"Kevin, come on, be reasonable," he pleaded, finally managing to hold me down.
"Be reasonable?" I raged. "What the goddamn fuck is going on here?" Castle sighed and cautiously let go of my arms, waiting for me to try and jump up again.
"It was my idea," sitting on the edge of the bed. I snorted. Not like I couldn't have figured that one out on my own.
"There's obviously a leak in the police force, so we had to move you because everyone knew where you were staying by then. It's not like it was a well-kept secret." I nodded slowly. That part made some sense.
"But why did Esposito feel the need to drug me?" I asked. Castle grimaced and had the decency to look to the side.
"He didn't," he told me. "He was actually very much against the whole thing. But it was the only way that anyone could see any way for us to get you out of there quickly and discretely." I growled in annoyance and he shifted further away from me.
"No one thought to just ask if I would go along nicely?" Castle studied me for a long moment.
"Would you have?" I thought about it for a moment, trying to sort out my confused feelings.
"No, I wouldn't have," I said, confirming the other man's suspicions.
"Exactly." I sighed and sank back into the bed that was nowhere near as comfortable as Javi's.
"I suppose Javier won't be coming for any visits either." Castle gave me a sympathetic look.
"I doubt it. He's very determined to solve this case." I scowled and picked up the plate of PB&J Alexa had left on the bedside table.
"Go away," I growled through a mouthful of stickiness when Castle still had yet to leave. He jumped up and shuffled out the door, obviously glad to be out of my murderous sight.
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A few hours later, I stumbled out into the living, giving Castle and Alexa an evil eye.
"What exactly is keeping me here?" I asked. Alexa smiled sweetly.
"We are." I snorted for the second time that day.
"No offense, but you guys aren't exactly Jackie Chan." Alexa beamed at me and guided me over to the couch, forcing me to sit.
"No, but you're injured and I've taken karate all my life." I scowled up at the teen and crossed my arms over my chest.
"I could still take you," I told her. She patted my shoulder and sat down next to me, flipping on the television.
"I'm sure you could." I rolled my eyes at the teen and turned my glare to Castle.
"Anything new?" I growled. Castle smiled sheepishly.
"We are this close," he said, holding up his fingers so that they were almost touching, "to taking down the smuggling ring. We know who and where they are, so it should be a cinch…"
"I feel a but coming on," I informed him. He fidgeted in his seat.
"We still don't know who the leak is. We have to wait before we can take them down." I sighed and ran a hand down my face, ignoring the dull pain as it dragged over the stiches on my jaw bone.
"I'm ready for this mess to me done with," I muttered. Alexa reached over and patted my shoulder.
"I'm sure it'll sort itself out soon enough," she told me. We watched an episode of Being Human in companionable silence until the doorbell rang.
"I'll get it," Castle said, moving over to peak through the eyehole. He opened the door with a flourish.
"After you, milady." Beckett mock frowned and walked through the door as the writer beckoned her in. I glanced over her shoulder hopefully. Nope, no Javi. Beckett noticed my searching gaze and smiled sadly at me.
"He does want to see you, Ryan," she told me. "He's just a bit confused right now." I sighed.
"I'm tired of confused," I muttered. "I just want my life back to normal, with maybe a few noticeable differences." Such as falling asleep in Javi's bed every night. Beckett seemed to get the unspoken words and smiled at me.
"He does love you, you know." I nodded, letting go of all belief that she and Castle were oblivious to Javi's and mine attraction.
"I know that, but I can't help but feel a bit insecure about it." She sat down in between me and Alexa and placed a comforting hand on my shoulder.
"Uh… Anyone want juice?" Alexa rolled her eyes and got up to get the aforementioned juice, as her father was more than a bit too lazy.
"The reason he can't come see you is because he has to maintain the pretense that you're still at his apartment." I stiffened, and Beckett glanced at me in surprise.
"That means that he's in danger." Beckett's hand came up to my shoulder again.
"Kevin, he can take care of himself." I shook off her hand and jumped to my feet.
"I don't care if I'm a witness in this, you can't endanger him just because you think I'm going to get attacked! It's better if I'm over there to help!" I hissed at her.
"It's what he wanted, Kevin," she told me, standing up as well. "We all agree with his choice. You can't leave this apartment until we get this mess sorted out." I growled, but sat down, knowing I had no way out of the situation. Three against one weren't very good odds for an injured detective.
"I hate all of you, just for the record." Alexa reached over to hand me that juice. "Except for you," I amended. "You gave me juice." She smiled sweetly and flounced off to her room.
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I turned over and looked at the clock. 1:52 a.m.. I sighed. I knew I wasn't going to get any sleep. That was, unless Castle drugged me again. I rolled over onto my stomach and cursed Javi and his stupid comfortable, good smelling bed. I lay awake for a few more minutes before standing up and moving over to the window.
Hm… A fire escape. I grinned, pocketed some cash and threw on a shirt before opening the window and climbing out. I was going to go see Javi and demand to know what the fuck he thought he was doing.
I hailed a taxi and thanked god that no one asked questions in this city as we sped around the lamp lit streets. Javi's apartment building was tall and imposing, and I suddenly wished I had brought my gun in case someone had already attacked my stubborn partner. By the time I got to his door, I was stiff with anxiety, and I couldn't stop imagining all the scenarios running through my head.
The door slowly opened and a head peeked out, staring at me in shock before I was grabbed by the shirt and hauled through the door.
"Kevin, what the hell are you doing here?" Javi growled. All thoughts of yelling at him fled from my mind, and I threw my arms around him, clinging tightly to his chest.
"You sent me away," I mumbled. Hands came up and around my back and one slid into my hair, stroking soothingly.
"Corazon, I did it for your safety. You shouldn't be here." I clenched my hands around his shirt.
"Y-y-you s-sent me aw-way." I cringed at my stuttering, and Javi hugged me tighter.
"I'm sorry," he whispered into my hair. "C'mon." He walked backwards until we fell onto the couch, and he just held me there against him, stroking my hair. "I'm so sorry."
"You better be," I said into his neck. I felt a smile against my hair and we sat there for a few minutes longer.
"You really shouldn't be here, though." I lifted my head to stare wide-eyed at him.
"Please don't make me leave." His fingers tightened momentarily before going back to the soothing stroking.
"I won't," he told me, leaning in to press a kiss against my forehead. "I promise."
"Thank you." I buried my face into his neck again and sighed.
"Corazon?" Javi's voice rumbled through his chest.
"Mmm?" I blinked sleepily up at him, enjoying the tug of fingers in my hair.
"You really need a shower." I snorted and smacked his chest.
"Thanks, Javi." He smiled at me again, and his arms fell from my hair and waist.
"You can use my shower. Go on." I sighed and got up from his lap. I almost turned around and asked if he wanted to join me, but I didn't want him to get rid of me again.
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"Yeah, great job you did watching him," Javi's voice came from the living room. "He's fine. Doesn't seem to be in any pain at the moment." I stepped around the corner and smiled.
"Hey," I murmured, sitting on the couch next to him. He turned to smile at me as whoever was on the other end of the phone continued to drop, but a dark look entered his eye when he caught sight of me.
"Castle, I gotta go. Just bring his stuff over tomorrow." He snapped the phone shut and set it down on the table before turning back to me.
"Javi, what is it?" He knelt down in front of me and ran his fingers lightly down my bruised, shirtless chest.
"¡Oh, corazón, cada vez que te miro, todo lo que quiero hacer es establecer que en mi cama, abrir con mi lengua, y os tomaré hasta que no se puede ver con claridad. Pero entonces veo a ellos-" His voice hitched in his throat and his hands slid around my back, tracing the lash marks there. "Y yo no podía soportar que me causó más dolor. Quiero envolver mis manos alrededor de la garganta ese hijo de puta y apriete hasta que la vida se drene de sus ojos por lo que hizo a usted, Kevin." I shifted uncomfortably on the couch as I felt the sweat pants I was wearing grow tight.
"Javi, I don't know what you just said, but it sounded fucking hot," I panted out. He groaned and rested a hand on my knee.
"Oh, corazon," he murmured against the cloth. "You have no idea what you do to me.
"I think I understand a bit," I informed him in a strained voice. He glanced up at me, and then down at my lap, a smile playing across his lips.
"Mmm, I think you do." A hand cupped the bulge in my sweat pants and I whimpered, hips bucking against Javi's firm palm.
"Wh- Javi?" The hand not currently rubbing firm circles into my hardening flesh slid down my side in a comforting manner before pulling down the waistband of my pants.
"Shh, it's alright, babe." I cried out and shuddered as he leaned in to kiss at the exposed head of my cock, his hand pulling down the elastic band until it reached the middle of my thighs. His tongue lapped out to taste the bit of pre-come that leaked out at the erotic sight, and I rested my head against the top of the couch, eyes squeezing shut.
"Javi, I reaaAAH!" I bit down on my lip to stop another moan from escaping as he took the head into his mouth, sucking lightly at the tip.
"Yes?" He inquired, pulling back. I opened my eyes and stared down at him.
"Nothing," I squeaked. He gave me his 'that's what I thought' look and leaned down to take my member all the way into his mouth, not stopping until his nose was buried in the hair at my base.
"Oh, god," I whispered, feeling my cock hit the back of his throat. He chose that moment to suck. Hard. I cried out again against my will and my hips bucked wildly. Hands came up to hold them down against the couch, and Javi's head bobbed up and down on my engorged flesh.
Reaching down with one hand, I scrabbled at his shoulder, the other hand clenching a pillow beside me. He let go of my right hip and reached down to tug at my balls, and an electric shock of pleasure ran through me.
"Javi, I-I'm gonna-" He took me even deeper, if possible and I felt him smile softly around my cock as my world whited out. I threw my head back and screamed, babbling nonsense. Javi continued to suck on my softening cock, sending sharp bursts of aftershocks through me.
"You okay?" He asked huskily after one last lick at the head of my cock. I nodded, sinking limply into his couch.
"I think so," I whispered shakily. "Do you want me-?" He sat up next to me, pulling me toward him to rest against his chest.
"Don't worry about it, babe." I wanted to protest, but I was ridiculously sleepy, and wanted nothing more than to curl up on his bed and sleep for a decade.
"Alright, can we go to bed, then?" I asked hopefully. He smiled down at me and pressed warm lips against mine. I let out another throaty whimper and opened my mouth, allowing his tongue to find and stroke all the sensitive parts of my mouth.
"Of course," he whispered when he pulled away.
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So I hope it was worth it… First slashy scene EVER. If you want translations, leave a review or PM me. Goodnight!
