AN: Hey guys, know this is late in the day, but technically it's still Tuesday for me, so I didn't break any (self-imposed) deadlines... I've been advised to warn you of two things: "Swaggering dicks" and ... The fact that you will need a glass of ice water... though I'm not sure why... ;) *Cough* Rated M *Cough*
Enjoy!
"Hello?" She answered her phone on the second ring.
"Hey, Beckett, why don't you stop back at your place and grab some PJs," he started in immediately. "I'm thinking, I make us a light lunch, I pop in some cheesy movie, and we watch it all cuddled up in bed?"
"That sounds nice, Castle," she breathed, a smile forming. "What about Alexis?"
"We did our little library trip, but she cut it short to go study with some of her friends, they're running out of time, finals this week, you know?" He didn't really sound bothered by it, but she tell by the little breath he took at the end that there must be something up, she decided to wait and ask him in person.
"Yeah, I remember what that was like," she said, remembering back to when she was getting ready to graduate from high school and head off to Stanford. The memory surprisingly didn't hurt, she smiled at that.
"Alright, so how does some club sandwiches, homemade soda, and a bowl of popcorn sound?"
"Sounds like heaven, as long as it's with you," she replied, grinning like an idiot into her phone.
"Oh, Beckett, ever the cheese-ball," he teased down the line.
"If anyone is a cheese-ball, it's you, Rick," she chuckled, rolling her eyes. "Alright, I'll be over in a little while, any specific PJs you were looking for here…?" She asked seductively.
"Well, you could always just come straight over, and we could forego the clothes altogether…" he offered, full of swagger.
"Mmm, I like the way you think, Castle… but maybe I should pick up an outfit for tomorrow?"
"Oh, yeah, do that," he intoned. "I didn't even think about that. Sleepover, score!"
"See you in a bit, Castle," she bid.
"I look forward to it, Kate," he murmured before disconnecting.
He admitted her to the loft with a peck to her lips, which she gladly reciprocated. She wrapped her arms around his waist, her overnight bag dangling from her fingertips, and pressed up on her toes to kiss him more deeply. Her bag thumped to the floor, startling the both of them. They broke apart, each a little breathless.
"Hey," he whispered, touching his forehead to hers.
"Hey," she replied airily.
"I made lunch," he breathed, staring into her eyes.
"Mmm, good, I'm hungry," Kate said, leaning further into him and rubbing a hand slowly up his chest.
"I can see that," he teased, his eyes gleaming.
"I think you said something about lunch in bed?" She asked, trailing her fingers around his shoulder as she bent to grab her bag, heading in the direction of his bedroom.
"I did!" He called after her, running into the kitchen to grab the tray he had set up with sandwiches, homemade soda form his (awesome) Soda Stream, and a heaping bowl of fresh popcorn. When he entered his room she was already sitting cross-legged on one side of the bed, dressed down in pajama pants and a loose V-neck T-shirt, and propped up against some pillows. He made his way around the bed, depositing the tray in the center of the bed, and offering her a glass of fresh root beer. "Milady, care to try the root beer I made with the newest addition to my kitchen?"
"Sure, Castle, as long as you didn't put anything weird in it," she jested.
"Nope, just carbonated water and flavor syrup," he grinned, taking a sip from his own glass and sighing, "ah, that's good."
"Mmm, not bad, Castle," she said after taking a taste for herself.
"I wish I could take all of the credit, but alas, I did not invent the Soda Stream," he let out, seeming crestfallen, which he ruined with a wink.
They ate largely in companionable silence, tossing popcorn at each other every once in a while, making a huge mess, but neither seemed to care. He turned on The Princess Bride, the projector and screen lowering from the ceiling, much to Kate's surprise.
"Do you have gadgets in every room in the loft? I swear!" She shook her head, slightly in awe.
He paused to think for a moment, "No, I don't think there are any gadgets in Mother's room, but I don't really go in there, so who knows?" He shrugged, and hit a button on one of his many remotes, causing the curtains over his windows to slide closed. He moved the now empty tray out of the way, setting it on the floor next to the bed.
They cuddled up close, both eventually succumbing to sleep somewhere in the middle of the movie.
When Rick awoke a couple of hours later, he found his arms wrapped around Kate, whose head was nuzzled into his chest, breathing deeply. Their legs were tangled together under the blanket he had pulled over them just as the movie began, claiming it would enhance the experience, she just nodded along, snuggling into his side. If you had asked him a week ago, he never would have thought that Kate would be such a snuggler, but there he was, cuddled up against her, sleeping the day away, and loving every minute of it.
He felt around for the remote, turning off the projector and hiding the screen with a single tap of the power button. After setting the remote back on the nightstand, he snuggled down deeper into the bed, pulling the blanket up to cover them more fully, and pulled her into his chest, planting a kiss on the top of her head. He let his mind wander for a while, picturing all that could happen in the coming weeks and months, and hoping for some time that would be just for the two of them, some time to explore who they were together, in this new relationship.
Eventually his thoughts morphed into dreams, and he settled back into a peaceful sleep, curled around the woman he loved.
The next time either of them awoke, it was getting on into the late afternoon, still the perfect time to be lazy, especially on a day off.
She squirmed and stretched her sore muscles, the ones that had seen a bit more action last night than she had used to for quite some time. She groaned as her back muscles stretched, on the borderline between pleasure and pain. Rick stirred beside her, wrapping her in his arms once again, and nuzzling his head down the deep V of her shirt and into the valley of her breasts, causing a groan of a different kind to slip from her lips. He did it again, his nose skating the skin between her breasts as he inhaled deeply, the swish of air tickling against her and raising goose bumps across her torso.
"Castle," she breathed, running one hand around his back and carding her fingers through the hair at the back of his head, effectively holding him to her.
"Mmm, Kate," he murmured, pressing a kiss to the scar on her chest. "What time is it?"
"I'm not sure, I just woke up," she yawned, rolling her shoulders slightly.
"Yeah, I'm up too," he swaggered, pressing the evidence of his arousal up against her through the layers of each of their sleep pants.
"Oh God, that line was horrible," she laughed, shoving him back slightly.
"Yeah, it was, but it got my point across," he chuckled, pulling her back towards him.
She rolled up to straddle his waist, grinding down on him lightly. "Yeah, it did… did you want to do something about that?" She asked, her hands running up his torso under his shirt.
"Uh-" his breath caught slightly, "yeah. Yes. We should do something about that," he panted, his hands rising to settle on her hips.
She just smirked, brushed his hands off, and pulled him up into a seated position so she could pull his shirt over his head. He reciprocated a moment later, tugging her shirt from her body, his mouth automatically seeking the column of her neck the moment the garment was removed, immediately followed by both of their bottoms.
Her arms encircled him, clutching at his back, her short nails digging in as he bit and sucked on her pulse point, a low moan slipping from her lips. She could feel her heart hammering in her chest, her breathing escalating as one of his hands wound its way between their bodies and found her center. He worked his fingers over her swiftly, tapping out a rhythm not unlike the one of his fingers on the keys of his laptop.
She pushed him back down onto the mattress, aligning her hips with his and taking him inside her. There was no way either of them was going to last. One minute this had been sleepy, cuddly foreplay, and now it was just about each of them getting their release, she thought. She swiveled her hips quickly and erratically against his several times before he gripped them, stilling her movements.
"Kate," he choked out, "what's the rush?"
Her head dropped forward, her hair tickling his chest before she collapsed into him entirely, her breaths shaking.
"Kate?"
"I'm just so-" she searched for the right word, "Ugh, I'm just so horny. This morning I couldn't keep my hands or mouth off of you, and now I can't even go slow, I don't know what's wrong with me."
He chuckled until she lifted her head and gave him a glare. "There's nothing wrong with you, Kate, but you know, I thought maybe- well, we used protection last night, and… you caught me off guard just now…"
"Oh, God!" She sat up, attempting to pull away from him.
"Wait! Stop!" He ground out, pulling her back down onto him. "I'm clean, you're clean, right?"
"Yeah," she breathed, her eyes wide, the quick shift in angle jarring her.
"Are you-" he cleared his throat, "are you on the pill?"
"Castle, come on, you see me take it every day at work," she rolled her eyes.
"Hey, I'm not that nosy!" He protested, shifting his hips up into her gently.
"Sure, whatever, but- yes," she panted, "yes, I am."
"Okay, so… this one time, we don't need to, and then we'll just try to use them in the future?" He said, making it sound like a question and thrusting fluidly into her once.
"Yeah," she groaned, the slow motion of his hips doing it for her, "I'd… I'd like to play it safe, if that's okay," she whispered, not meeting his eyes as hers had slipped closed.
"Of course, Kate, I want to play it safe too," he murmured, pulling her chin up and dragging her face to his. "We can talk about babies later, be it a month from now, a year from now, whenever you want." He accentuated each span of time with an accompanying motion of his hips, withdrawing and pushing upward in a short, then progressively longer motion.
Her eyes widened again, a byproduct of both his kisses and the rocking of his hips into her. "B-babies?" She exhaled when their lips parted.
"Yeah, Kate, babies, and marriage, and vacations, and the kinky stuff that no one else would oblige you…" He grinned up at her, giving an accentuated and particularly hard thrust upward with the last item on his list.
"Wow." She was speechless. He had mentioned vacations though, which seemed like a good segue to asking him about getting away for a while; how her brain was still functioning was beyond her. "Vacations, huh?" She asked, a small smile playing at her lips. "Do you… would you like to go on a vacation now? Soon?"
"I would love to, Kate, but I'm not going to push you, I know how much you love your job," he said sincerely, slowing his movements to place a light kiss on her lips.
"What if I had some vacation time coming, and I really wanted to take it… with you?" She offered up, kissing him more solidly and grinding her hips down for friction.
"Well, I would be a fool to say no, so I won't. When is this magical vacation time that you have-" he swallowed as she ground down harder, "-coming?"
"That depends… Doctor Burke said I should take some time soon, so… It could be as soon as next week…" she trailed off, sitting up and throwing her head back. "Ugh, yes!" She panted.
"Okay, well, Alexis graduates on Saturday, do you think we could stick around for that?" He asked, pondering places they could go, thinking that somewhere private would be best, considering their current situation. He shook his head, clearing the thoughts away as he stared up at her undulating form above him, he let the thumb of one hand trail down to her center, toying with her clit.
"Really? You want to go?" She questioned, whipping her head around to look him in the eyes, almost disbelieving.
"Of course, Kate!" He reassured, circling her bundle of nerves with his thumb and pushing up into her in a steadily growing rhythm. "I just want to go to Alexis' graduation, and then, maybe after a nice celebratory dinner, you and I can head out to the Hamptons? It's secluded, private, relaxing, the perfect place for a little time-" he thrust up swiftly, "-off. No jet-lag involved." He grinned up at her, waggling his eyebrows, and hoping she would take him up on his offer.
"God, I love you," she whispered, pressing her lips against his softly, all of the urgency from before having returned, but this time he was only happy to oblige.
They made love now, keeping a decent pace, their embrace gentle and rocking, yet also harsh and unerring. Each of them coming to the top of the cliff and leaping off together. They held each other tightly as they floated back down to earth. Both entirely spent, they slipped back into a restful sleep.
AN: Hey, real quick, I know this is (fairly) short, but I am thinking about throwing in a "chapter 6.5" kind of thing, probably throw it up on Friday or Saturday, maybe...
Thoughts?
