So I have been thinking about it ever since I saw the Season 4 teaser thing. ( h t t p : / / w w w . y o u t u b e . c o m / w a t c h ? v = 8 K 6 k 9 3 2 8 - - 0 )You should know the one ;P And It's been nagging at me so I decided to write this because I haven't done a one shot in a while. I might even have an idea for the new "Words with friends" thing on facebook, but I need to get the words right and I am not good enough at scrabble to even begin to think of how to play it right for them.
Without further ado... my own tease.
Staying on point
Richard Castle sits in his chair beside Kate's desk, per usual. Only this time he's leaning heavily on the wood, elbow up, head in his hand while he stares her down with an odd expression while she reads over their current case file to herself. She can't help but dart her eyes towards him every now and then when his breathing becomes heavy with some sort of inner conflict. She tries to ignore it, but every time she hears him her own breathing hitches slightly. She shifts uncomfortably in her seat, bringing her pen up to her mouth and biting down on it to suppress a sigh.
At her movement Castle takes his face out of his hand and opens his mouth as if to speak, shakes his head slightly and then goes back to his previous position with a sigh through his lips in a pouty sort of way. Kate lifts her eyes to the ceiling and then looks out around the bustling bullpen for a moment, and then she drops her pen to her desk with a exasperated sigh.
"What Castle?" She asks in mock irritation, when actually she's quite curious as to what has him so lip locked.
His head flies out of his hand and he leans back just a little. "Well since you asked!" He exclaims with a grin.
She rolls her eyes big time and waits.
"I have a favor to ask you...well mother does..well she has a favor to ask of both of us." He rambles unsure of himself.
"What is it Castle?" She's growing impatient.
"Well you see...mother has her theater class over at the loft once a week...and this week she is teaching them about upfront presentations." His eyebrows raise in that adorable way of his and she has to hide a smile by covering her mouth with her hand, elbow on her desk.
"Oh...kay." She draws out, brow furrowing as to why this might have anything to do with the two of them.
He gestures between the two of them. "She wants us to demonstrate." He looks at her questioning, and hopeful, but mostly anxious.
She places a finger over her lips and looks upwards in thought. She could certainly do this. She took a semester in theater before dropping out and going into the academy. She could have made something of herself in that line of work. Pondering on how she could possibly help out, she comes up with an idea. This should be easy. She was always getting top marks in her class. But she won't tell him this.
"Sure, why not?" She says off handily, removing her elbow from her desk and going back to the file in front of her. She smirks at the file, waiting for his response.
"Wait?" He says shocked. "Really?"
"Yes really, don't sound so shocked.." She looks up at him, her face showing that she is dead serious, in a playful way.
"Oh...okay then, great! I'll go tell mother!" He gets up from his chair in a rush, looking around for his coat, which he has on. He sighs at himself for being ridiculous and then stands in front of her with a boyish grin. "Saturday good for you?"
"Sure." She says with an unmistakable smile she doesn't even try to hide.
"Okay then!" He does a little happy skip as he turns and heads to the elevator.
Kate watches him go, her smile growing. He gives her a thumbs up as the elevator doors close and she shakes her head in amusement.
~Caskett~
Kate stands outside Castle's loft two days later. Her green eyes stare at the sturdy door for several long moments as she gathers herself. She talked to her therapist about this yesterday, and he suggested it might be good for her to just let loose for a change. So here she is, dressed all in black to make her seem more mysterious, her hair hanging beautifully in waves past her shoulders, framing her face. She hopes this has the desired affect. And she has a pretty good idea of how she wants to play this scene. She takes in a deep breath hearing the sound of the students inside, and knocks on the door.
"Kate!" Martha exclaims throwing her hands enthusiastically into the air and then engulfs her in a warm embrace before letting her go and ushering her inside. "Right this way dear, my students are eager to learn!" She guides Kate into the living room where a dozen or so students are waiting,
Kate looks around a bit flustered. "Where's Castle?"
"Oh, He's in his office. Richard is just getting himself ready, he seemed a bit nervous last time I checked."
"Nervous? Why?" Kate looking towards the office and then around her seeing a pair of chairs and then the bookshelf off behind her. She sets the scene in her mind, thinking right about here is good to set the stage.
"Oh! I don't know. My son can be a bit of an enigma these days." The older woman says with a shrug and a wave of her hand. "Richard!" She yells to him.
Kate frowns at such a comment and then sees Castle come around the corner. He's dressed in a dark blue button down shirt, that certainly brings out his eyes. It's tucked into a pair of black dress pants. "Kate!" He says the frown that was on his face when he entered is now gone.
"Hey Castle." She greets almost shyly. Something she can't seem to help these days.
"All right, Kiddos!" Martha claps her hands and pulls Kate and her son together in front of her.
"What exactly do you want us to do mother?" He asks, looking Kate up and down for a moment, and then over his mother's shoulder at the waiting students who have now shushed.
"I want you two to describe a great upfront presentation between a male and female presenter...IN" She raises both her fingers dramatically," Character." She then says pointing at them with a raised eyebrow.
Castle and Kate look at each other. "Can you do this?" He asks Kate. Knowing he can because of who he grew up with as a mother.
"Pfft, don't worry about me Castle." She says, playfully hitting his chest.
"Okay." He srugs. He takes a deep breath and clasps his hands behind his back.
"Ready when you are, you two." Martha says as she takes a seat on an armrest of one of her student's chairs.
Kate's been ready, and Castle dives right in.
He unclasps his hands and uses them while speaking. "The sure fire way." Kate brings her hands up and then down together in font of her excitedly. And looks at the students. "to a Great up front presentation." He emphasizes the word, Great.
Kate purses her lips, both eyebrows raised and goes up on the balls of her feet in anticipation, making it seem more like she's agreeing with him then trying to damper her anxiousness.
"Is to pair up a male presenter with a female presenter." Castle says strongly, in character and as if he was never nervous to begin with. He makes a point with his hands.
She keeps her lips tightly together, smiles at the audience as he says this, looking at him nodding, and then looking at the audience with more agreement. Both her hands holding onto each other in front of her body, knowing how she's going to use them in a minute.
His hands go behind his back again. "Now the female presenter." Castle thinks on the spot, and Kate looks at him and then down waiting to see what he says. "She should be..Sophisticated."
"Hmm."
"Sexy." He says going throaty.
"Mm!" She agrees with a twinkle in her eye.
"Smart." He blinks both eyes for affect.
"Oh! Smart I like that." She says with a wispy voice nodding in accord and modesty, knowing that he is subtly complimenting her.
He looks at her with a smile.
She fixes him with a look, ready to go right into character, her voice comes out easy and smooth. "And what about the male presenter?" She turns towards him "Should he be." She looks at his body. "Strong?" Back to his face.
"Yeeaa." He smiles. "Yea he should be strong." Castle switches his weight to the foot closer to Kate.
Kate tilts her head from one side to the other "mm." Now she's looking at his shirt collar with a mischievous smile and brings a hand up to said collar.
He shifts back again. "mm, Charming." He then adds in a low voice, as if feeding his own ego. "yea, good to be charming." He says just as Kate runs her fingers over his collar and watches her hand a little taken aback by her action.
She looks off trying not to roll her eyes.
"Ruggedly handsome..." His voice becomes softer and deep as he looks at the audience, maybe unsure of what to do about this change in Kate.
She lays her hand flat on his chest. "He should be..." He pauses while her hand travels upward "a..renegade." and a smirk appears on his face, completely reaching those baby blues of his. He shuffles closer to her liking how this is going.
And the Switch.
Kate's hand rubs his chest, "and what happens when," Her fingers inch closer to the buttons of his shirt. "That smart." Her fingers take hold of his top button. She watches herself do this.
He snaps his head down to watch her as well, completely taken off guard.
"Sexy." His face is close now and she practically says it sexily into his ear. "Sophisticated." She starts to undo the button delicately and with ease, looking directly at his face that is still fixated at the work she is doing on that button. "Little girl." Her eyes look at her own fingers to avoid his gaze. "Gets lost in that Ruggedly Handsome." She's almost flush against his chest, her voice lowers and her eyes come up to meet his. "renegades." She pauses, and then her hand comes up to brush the hair on the side of his face, "Eyes." to then rest on back of his ear which she flicks affectionately. Her eyebrows raising in emphasis.
She strokes the skin behind his ear and brings her attention to his lips for a moment.
"Then." He stammers. She gazes into those ruggedly handsome eyes. "Umm." His voice dips even lower.
She opens her mouth waiting. "hmm? She blinks those lashes at him practically humming seductively on purpose. She brings her head back ever so slightly and nodding a bit in encouragement. She's so poised although on the inside her heart is fluttering madly.
"What..what are we doing?" He asks in a deep throaty whisper as her parted lips grow dangerously close to his.
She hovers there and then teases him, moving her head from sight to side subtly while saying: "We're heightening sexual tension." She breathes into his ear, her hand still holding onto his neck.
His nose brushes her cheek and she pulls her head back.
"You know." Her eyes focus on his lips and she caresses his cheek with her thumb.
All the while Castle has lost character and stands in awe.
"Between a male and female presenter." Her voice is soft almost as if she's speaking to a child. Her hand comes off his face to grip his shoulder. "To create that." Her mouth opens and she stares at his lips, wanton. "Will they." She brings air in throw her teeth temptingly all the while clawing his shoulder and bringing him in close. "Wont they." Now she brings it in, "Vibe." caressing his nose with hers back and forth through a stream of heat...
"Riight." He breathes out in a steamy whisper. She smiles letting out a soft sound and continues to kiss his nose with hers. "Will they?" He asks voice higher and hopeful.
Taking her nose from his she says "No." with a glare completely pulling away with a roll of her eyes to the audience.
And then she's back.
He stands a little straighter with this look on his face that clearly says. Wait what just happened?
She leans forwards, hands now behind her back and addresses only the audience. "What you also want to do is find a presenters who can Stay. On. Point." She says with a firm nod and looks up to Castle who still seems dazed. "Right Castle?" Her voice is now much like her detective voice and almost scolding.
"Maybe they would... though...if they-"He looks far off.
"Castle?" She cuts him off sharply.
He looks down at her blinking a several times. "yea..right." He mumbles fixing his gaze now on the audience standing straighter.
She shrugs her shoulders, leaning in towards him while he remains dumbfounded and smirks devilishly over her shoulder.
"It's hot in here..." He whispers. And the audience laughs.
Martha shoots up from her place. "Bravo!" She says clapping over enthusiastically and the students clap with her.
Castle remains glued to the spot and Kate shakes off that character and looks down at the floor bringing a hand up to play with a few strands of hair.
"That was brilliant!" Martha exclaims proudly eying her son who's a bit lost for words and then grins at Kate. "Darling are you sure you aren't more fit for the stage?" She places a hand on her shoulder.
"Nah." Kate shrugs modestly. "Although I did take an advanced class one semester in collage." She adds as if it's really no big deal.
Castle snaps out of it and looks at her in disbelief.
"Well there you have it!" Martha says and goes back to her students. Informing them of next class and they all scoot out.
Kate finds herself all alone in the living room with Castle. After an awkward pause she hops onto the balls of her feet and breaks the pragmatic silence. "Well!" She says almost too loudly. "I'll see you Monday, Castle." She turns to leave.
"Whoa whoa whoa!" He yells to her just as she reaches her hand to the doorknob. "Kate?" She closes her eyes heart racing.
"Hmm?" She hums.
"What was that?" He asks, throwing a thumb towards the living room.
"Acting." She pulls the door open but his hand closes it again and then he's in front of her. Her head is staring into his chest. Her eyes travel to the button she was playing with early. She remembers the feel of his firm chest against the palm of her hand. The button is halfway out of the hole and her fingers itch to undo the rest of it.
"That was a hell of a show!" He says almost accusing her of otherwise.
"Yea." She says, looking at him now, giving him a stern glance. She doesn't like where this is seemingly going. "It was. I was act, ting, Castle, just what your mother asked of us." She explains herself a little on edge. "What were you doing?" She pokes him in the chest.
"You distracted me!" He goes on the defensive, his voice becoming high pitched.
"It's called. 'Staying on point.' What? Richard Castle can't handle a little play acting?" Her voice becomes playful and she flicks that annoying button out of the stubborn hole.
His attention shifts to her hand like before. "what?..yea... I just..." He trails off and she looks up at him again.
Wrong move.
She gets lost...in those eyes.
"Kate." He breathes, the hot, sweet air carrying from his parted lips to hers. She hasn't realized that they have migrated closer to each other in the last few seconds.
"Yea?" She ask softly, eyes darting to his lips where they stay. Oh how badly she wants to kiss them.
"What are we doing?" He asks, face closer, panting almost.
Her breath hitches in her chest. She reels herself in. "Staying on point." She says unconvincingly, stepping back and opening the door in one fluid motion.
Castle stands stock still once again wondering what in the Hell just happened, Again.
Just before she closes the door behind her she gives him a wink and says. "For now anyway."
What did you think?