(Warning: Minor M rating here)
5.
Beckett has been sitting at her desk for far too long. Her back aches and her handcuffs are digging into her side. She reaches down and pulls them from her hip, dropping them onto her desk with a clank. Castle's eyes dart to the cuffs, pause, and then dart back to his phone.
Needing a little banter to relax her mind and body she asks, "what's the matter, Castle. Fantasizing about my cuffs again?"
With a slight twinkle in his eye, "Oh, you're good Beckett…in so many ways."
With a mischievous flare, "And just how would you know that, Rick? I don't recall you ever having the pleasure of experiencing my specific skills."
"Oh, Beckett, I know because you come to my dreams each night and show me… and knowing how competitive you are you would never let your dream self outshine the real life Kate."
Beckett just sits there, eyes wide with shock for a moment then she gets up and heads to the break room without so much as a word. Beckett without a comeback, this is serious! Castle knows he has pushed her too far and mentally berates himself. Giving a few minutes for her to calm down he then follows after her. Shutting the door he sees her facing the counter with her back to him, her hands splayed to either side of her as she grips the countertop with white knuckles.
Having awakened that morning to find her hand beneath her underwear, her folds wet with desire and craving release after a very colorful dream starring her and Castle, this situation is hitting too close to home. Her body is responding to him just from proximity. An actual touch might send her over the edge, thus forever changing their relationship. But in a good way. The thought sweeps through her traitorous mind and body.
Her mind made up, she turns to face Rick finding him way closer than she expected. His mouth is moving, offering an apology with a look of concern on his face.
Without another thought she grabs for his lapels and pulls his lips to hers. As tongues intertwine in a promenade of passion, rivaling their first kiss, her body makes its heightened awareness known…reminding her she needs to stop this before the entire precinct gets a lesson in sex-ed.
Pulling away and bee lining for the door she calls over her shoulder, "How's that compare to your dreams, Ricky?"