Author's note : Well I think I shall continue then. :-) Reviews help a lot, so thanks ! Oh, and this chapter's rating is T.
Beckett was getting herself together. She had been standing in front of Castle's door for the past... she looked at her watch... ten minutes. Yes, she was nervous. She didn't know what had gotten into her, leaving her car to Ryan like that. The door opened in front of her, startling her. Castle looked at her expectantly.
"You've been standing here", he stated when she didn't speak.
"How did you know ?"
"Luke, my doorman... he called ahead."
"Oh." She didn't know what to say.
He stepped aside. "Want to come in ?"
She walked to the middle of his living room, leaving Castle behind to close the door. Beckett bit her lower lip and turned to him. He stood there saying nothing, looking at her. She watched his adam's apple bobbed. He was nervous too. He didn't dare to ask why she was here. He didn't dare to move, struggling to even breath. She couldn't help but notice how handsome he looked. Their kiss earlier had snapped something inside of her and she found herself unable to bottle up those kinds of thoughts like she used to. They might need to talk but she wasn't very good at it. She wasn't ready either. She wished she could have a stiff drink before doing what she was about to do.
She smiled at she walked purposely up to him. She put her hands on his chest and backed him up against the door. He didn't react, except for his eyes which turned darker. She looked into them, then down at his lips. She plunged forward and kissed him thoroughly. Her hands tangled in his hair. He decided to join the party, opening his mouth and slipping his hands underneath her jacket. He slid it off her shoulders. She let go of his hair to make the jacket fall to the floor, still not breaking the kiss. Her hands went immediately back to his shirt, unbuttoning it. She glided her fingers on his bare chest making him moan against her mouth. His shirt soon joined her jacket. His hands were now cupping her ass, pulling her closer. She could feel how aroused he was, making her want more. She broke off the kiss to pull her top off. He was breathing heavily as he took in the sight of her chest clad in a black lacy bra. His mouth crashed against her once more, as one of his hand came to fondle her breast. He slipped one finger underneath the bra and smiled as she whimpered. She was pressing herself against him, wanting to feel him closer. He groaned as her hands undid his belt and the zip of his jeans. He nearly passed out as her hand snuck into his pants.
Then, Beckett stopped, pulling away suddenly "Martha !"
Castle looked horrified. "Why are you shouting my mother's name in the middle of this ?" His arms encircled her, making sure she would stay where she was.
"Your mother is upstairs", she hissed "and we are doing 'this'."
"She sleeps like a log, with hear plugs." he answered, trailing kisses up her neck. It didn't satisfied Beckett who continued to speak in spite of the amazing things he was doing to her earlobe.
"And if I run into her in the morning, what would it look like ?"
It was his turn to pull back suddenly. A genuine smile graced his face.
"One, that you spent the night here. Two, my mother won't care. No scratch that, she will be delighted. Three, but not as happy as I am now, knowing you plan on being there in the morning."
Beckett lifted an eyebrow.
"Afraid that I would leave while you sleep ?"
"As a matter of fact, yes. Most of the time, you're like a deer caught in headlights around me. You're always ready to bolt at my slightest move." He was serious. His grasp around her waist had tightened subconsciously. She brought her lips back on his.
"Not anymore", she whispered against them before kissing his worries away. He whined as she stopped and broke from his embrace.
"But I meant what I said about your mother." She started to pick up their discarded clothes and moved towards the corridor next to his office. "Your room that way, right ?", she asked, turning around.
Instead of answering verbally, he ran up to her and scooped her in his arms, their mouths colliding in a bruising kiss. She wrapped her legs around his waist and let him carry her to his bedroom.
Next up, the always fun morning after ! Don't know when I will be able to write and update though. And so we're clear : I have no idea where this is going. ;-)