Hey everyone, it is mydesperateheart here! I am a well hidden person in the land of FF, and I have never published for Castle before :) that was until Muse and I were on Castle Chat and realized what awesome fun it would be to write an alphabet prompt collection! (: so this is my debut of sorts into the published pages of Castle!
I hope you enjoy, and if you don't like me, stick around for Muse ;D
He loves her body.
To leave it at that would be shallow, but it is an unspoken truth how much he loves her soul. But her body is definitely worth some recognition of its own.
Since their first night together (it was the Firefly marathon that set off the chain of events that led them to her bed…and the wall… and later the shower…twice), he had cherished every part. There were certain portions of her body which he was especially fond of, but there was one particular part of her that he couldn't get enough of.
Her belly button.
As they lay spent, their chests heaving, he curled up behind her and set about tracing patterns around her belly button. This led to a fit of giggling in which Castle was utterly stupefied to hear, followed by a heated make-out season. Once again, he lay curled behind Kate and tickled her navel.
Kate had sat up on her elbows, bemused, clutching the sheets to her chest.
"What are you doing Castle?"
"….nuh-thin'. Just hanging around," he said, sitting up to even himself with her. Smiling, he nuzzled into her neck, and continued to gently draw patterns on her stomach.
"Then explain to me, Castle, why you are fondling my belly button" she shot him a glare while suppressing a grin at his antics.
Quick as lightening, Castle grabbed her hips and rolled so he was laying over her. As Kate gasped, Castle swept his hand over her belly button and smiled at her.
"I love it, that's why. It's so adorable and," he paused and placed a chaste kiss on her midriff, "very beautiful." he finished breathlessly.
Kate just smiled and mumbled a quick 'thanks' and hugged his torso tightly. He leaned into her, stroking her back with his hands. She knew she had found her 'one and done,' and he, his 'always'.
Now, three years later, he sits by his new daughter's crib and thinks, "My wife's belly button has fierce competition with this one," as he lightly traces the miniscule dot that moves with little Jo's soft breaths.
Thanks, and I hope you enjoyed "Belly Button"!
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