A/N: This is just a super short oneshot that I did for the flashfic challenge, but I haven't posted to this story in a while so I figured this was an easy place to start? As always, feel free to leave and kind words or prompts in the review section x
It's a game he'd suggested recently – a few months after she had come home – after they'd decided that from here on out there would be absolutely no secrets between them.
Bedroom Interrogation, he had called it. The rules are simple, Beckett. Whenever either of us thinks the other is withholding something, no matter how small, we'll confront them… in the bedroom.
It had seemed ridiculous at first, but he'd gone on to explain the logistics, told her that it would be a questions and answers game, that for each answer the other would provide, they'd be rewarded in whatever way the asker saw fit… and now that Kate found herself pinned beneath Rick, his weight pressing her to the mattress in all the right places, the game seemed a lot more fun than she had originally thought.
"Ready for your first question, Kate?" He mumbles against her neck in-between open-mouthed kisses that already have her head spinning.
"Sure," she breathes out in reply. She knows the secret he's after, knows she'll end up telling him in the end, but that doesn't mean she's going to give it up easily.
"You've been acting weird lately," he moves his mouth further down as he asks, begins nipping at her collarbone, one of his hands drifting from its place on her waist up and under the shirt – his shirt – covering her stomach. "Why?"
"That's not a fair question, babe," she answers, rolling her eyes even though she knows he can't see it.
"Why not?" he whines, pulling back from where he had been nipping at her collarbone, eliciting a groan from her. "It's my question to ask."
"Because if I told you why I've been acting differently then you would already know my secret."
"Ugh, Beckett," Castle whines, allowing his hand to resume its roaming on her stomach, bringing it to rest just below her breast, rubbing his thumb back and forth. "You're no fun,
"It was your idea to play this game, Rick, I would have been perfectly happy just discussing whatever we may have been keeping from each other and then having sex," she answers. "No need to combine the two."
"So," he muses, his eyes staring down at her, darkening with arousal. "Why don't we just do that then?"
"Hmm," she mumbles, as though she's actually contemplating his request. "I may need just a bit more convincing."
"Say no more," Rick growls as his hand begins to drift from its place at her breast, drifting lower and lower until it reaches the waistband of her boy shorts and - she grabs his wrist, laces their fingers together before flipping them. She leans down to kiss him as she grinds her pelvis into his and places her mouth at his ear.
"We're having a baby, Rick."