With that they went into the shop and looked around and bought a few things before heading to the street to get another two cabs. They sat as they'd done earlier that morning, looking around at the buildings they passed on the way to the famous street.
At the beginning of it Julia took a picture of a fountain there and then one of the street ahead of them. She looked at the buildings on either side of them and saw the different looking ones and the balconies. She looked at her grandfather who'd come up to her to stand next to her saying, "It's pretty."
"Wait until we see more of it," Jim told her. "It's not that far," he then said to his daughter. "And it'll be on that side," he said, pointing to their right.
"Then we should get started," Beckett replied, looking up at her daughter on Castle's shoulders with a smile before they began to walk down.
Alexis, taking pictures of the buildings and trees lining the middle of the street, took a few of her family at the same time, intending to add them to her folder of family pictures on her computer. She sighed a little at the reminder that it was going to be a while before she could spend more time with them but shook that from her when her father suddenly diverted to the left. "Dad?" she asked.
"For Mommy?" Eliza asked with a gasp when he went straight to a flower stall.
"Hold on," Castle said before he got his phone out. He used his translation app to speak to the woman there in Catalan after asking her if she spoke the language. At her nod he began to order what he wanted and when he'd finished he was relieved to realize that Jim had kept the others away from him. He had to wonder if his father in law was aware of what he was doing but decided he didn't know exactly what his idea was for his daughter. "Okay," he said, coming back to them. "For you all… and for us Jim, apparently some sprigs of chamomile."
"The tea?" Julia asked, sniffing at her carnation. "Does the color red mean Spain?"
"It's considered the national flower remember," Beckett said, taking the carnation that Eliza had been holding and breaking the stem off so she could pin it behind the toddler's ear. She took a picture of her when she felt her husband slipping her flower out of her hand.
"Good idea," Alexis said, sharing a smile with her grandmother as Castle was tucking the carnation behind Beckett's ear. "That way we won't get lost from each other."
"She's right," Jim said, smiling for a moment at the glance his daughter and son in law exchanged. "But we're here you know."
Julia was startled to see him looking towards a building with a large crest at the top of it, some stalls leading to the entrance. "That's it? It doesn't look big," she commented as they went over to cross the street.
"Wait for us to go inside," Jim said. "Then you'll see."
Holding onto his hand tightly Julia hurried across the street with her grandfather before they came to the opening of the market. As soon as she could see the size of the room, and the fact that she had a hard time seeing the other end of the building, her mouth dropped open before she took pictures. She smiled when she felt her grandfather's hands on her shoulders and said, "Sorry."
"Don't worry I would have done the same," Jim replied as he looked over at his daughter, seeing that she had begun to take pictures as well. "How far do you want to go?"
"I don't care," Beckett said with a smile at him. "We're not buying food so we can go through it quickly."
"Speaking of which," Castle commented. "We should probably go ahead and get started."
As their family walked ahead of them Beckett looked at her husband and asked, "Was that a hint to me?"
"A hint to you what?" Castle asked simply as they came to the first stall with dried fruits, nuts and other items in it.
"That I was taking too long," Beckett replied though she was smiling.
"I have a better way of letting you know," Castle reminded her.
Beckett couldn't help laugh at the reminder of how he had once stepped directly in front of her camera when they'd been in Tahiti after they were married. She then told him, "That was because you were expecting something."
"Well yes and that's because we were where we were," Castle replied before he saw Julia and Eliza turning back to them. "Remember that snack? Because I think they definitely do."
"Of course," Beckett said in amusement as she saw the stall ahead had large lollipops on it and some other sweets. "Hold on," she said to the two then when they turned to her. She glanced at what the stall had to offer and finally took Castle's phone that he handed her. "Do you speak English?" she said to the app. When the man that had come over to help her shook his head she then said, "I'd like some of the turrón and the marzipan you have."
The man listened to the translation in Catalan and nodded before asking her a question.
When the phone translated that to mean, "How much of each?" Beckett looked at the seven of them and then gave her order, enough for them to have a little left over.
"Thank you Mommy," Julia said quickly as the man was measuring it out. She looked at him and then asked, "How do you say thank you?"
"Gracies," Castle answered.
"Gracies!" Julia said, her sister echoing her as the man turned to them.
"Let's keep walking," Beckett said after she'd paid. "And we'll eat as we go." She passed out the turrón to her father and Martha who asked for it and then marzipan for the rest of them.
"They are very artistic with this," Martha commented as she watched Eliza on her hip looking at her marzipan rose.
"I know," Beckett said with a smile as she was walking next to her mother in law. Her marzipan was shaped like a peach and she took a bite before adding, "And they make it well too." She smiled again when Eliza nodded in agreement, having eaten some of her flower, and she turned her attention back to the stalls ahead of them.
Since they didn't need to buy any food to use for cooking the family was able to walk past the stalls quickly, only pausing to take pictures. When they reached the middle of the building they moved a little faster, though Julia couldn't help but speak as she had quickly noticed something.
"There's a lot of seafood places," she told her family. "Because of the sea right?"
"Exactly," Castle told her. "It's why there's a lot of seafood back at home."
"But so many, how do you choose where to go?" Martha said, looking around as they continued to walk.
"I would guess wherever you either make a friend or the prices are good," Castle commented as they reached the end of the seafood stalls on the aisle they were walking on. "Or both."
"We're at the end of the building," Julia commented.
"There's a lot more going up and down," Jim said, motioning. "So we've got more to see."
"I can't wait!" Julia said eagerly, squeezing his hand before suddenly hugging him with one arm.
Jim hugged her back and then called to Alexis, pointing out to her a shot she might want to take. He looked on as his daughter walked over to the stall and took another few shots, smiling as the girls with Castle and Martha were pointing to some bags of oranges hanging.
Going to her dad Beckett said, "You guys will have a great night here."
"You two will too," Jim responded, looking to her.
"I'm hoping," Beckett said. "Though he tends to make sure."
Nodding Jim looked down at Julia as she rushed up to them to show them a shot she had taken. Thinking of the fact that his daughter was right he felt anticipation for that night and what he might have a chance to show his granddaughters.
"So we'd better get going," Castle said when they were further south on the street after the market. "Need to get ready for our dinner."
"Where are we eating?" Julia asked her grandparents.
"We'll need to see what we all agree on," Jim replied.
"We'll be back late," Beckett said as she picked up Eliza. "So we need to say goodnight to you now."
"Kay night Mommy," the toddler told her quickly. She smiled and then added, "I love you."
"I love you too sweetie goodnight," Beckett said, sharing a kiss with her. She set her down and then hugged Julia saying, "And you know I love you too Julia, sweet dreams."
"I love you Mommy, have fun," the little girl told her seriously. She shared a kiss with her before they hugged one last time and she turned with her sister to their father before he picked them up to their surprised cries.
"I love you both," Castle told them. "Be good for your grandparents, make sure you don't run too far ahead of your sister and enjoy dinner." At their laughter he shared a kiss with them both and said, "Sweet dreams Julia, Eliza."
"Love you Daddy!" Julia said first.
"Love you too Daddy," Eliza was quick to add after her. They hugged him one last time before she and Julia were put down and they watched him hug their big sister goodnight, kissing her cheek and then Martha's while their mother said goodnight to her, Alexis and Jim after before they left.
"Alright," Castle's mother said, getting the girls' attention. "We have ample time to shop before we eat." She then turned to Jim and said, "Did you have the same idea I did?"
"Go back north?" Jim asked. When she nodded he said, "That's our best bet. There is a pizza place up there they might like to try out."
"Daddy said tapas," Eliza said as her grandfather picked her up.
"I know but that place looked really good to me," Jim said, a little surprised since he knew the little girl loved pizza.
"Me too," Eliza said. She then giggled and confessed to him, "I don't see."
"You will," Jim assured her as they began back up the street the way they'd come.
As they were walking, looking at the different things set up on either side of the middle of the street Alexis spotted something she was looking for and she called to the others to stop.
"What are you doing?" Julia asked interestedly as she watched her sister going over to the paintings a woman was selling next to a magazine kiosk.
"I saw this one I'd like to have with me at my flat," Alexis replied, taking it out. She paid for it and then showed it to her sister, a painting of two flamenco dancers.
"Oh that's a great one," Julia said. She smiled and then asked her, "Are you going to think of dancing with Santos?"
"Jules," Alexis said warningly as she handed the painting to their grandmother.
"She's learned that from your father though I don't think he would joke about that particular subject," Martha said.
"Why doesn't daddy want you to have a boyfriend?" Julia asked then.
"He wants us to stay young," Alexis answered as they started to walk again after Jim had admired her painting. "So he'll be the same to you." She wasn't surprised when her little sister didn't reply to that and put her arm around her saying, "Any idea what dress your mom will wear tonight?"
"I don't know," Julia said thoughtfully. She then remembered something and said, "Yeah I do. She brought Daddy's favorite dress on her."
"Oh that Mother's Day one," Alexis said with a smile.
"Daddy is funny," Eliza said.
"She's right, he's gonna look at Mommy with his special look," Julia translated for the others.
"Of course he tends to," Martha said. She then commented to Jim, "But the degree to that reaction depends on her dress. Basically we're telling you my son loves your daughter."
Unable to help smiling Jim replied, "I already knew so I don't really need reassurances." He then hesitated and said, "But it's nice to see of course."
By then they'd reached the restaurant and Eliza looked around at the chalk drawings on the walls before she pointed them out to her sisters. "'Matoes," she said with a wide smile.
"We're going to have those today," Alexis said, picking her up. She held Julia's hand as they walked to the front of the line and looked at the menu before deciding on two kinds. She took the girls back outside where they got a table and she sat with Eliza on her lap before they waited for their grandparents to come back out. Eventually she had to tell Julia, "Stop rocking, you're going to fall backwards."
"I'm hungry," the little girl replied though she stopped. "We only had a little bit of our snack."
"That was your mom's plan," Alexis said, rubbing Eliza's back as the toddler was leaning against her. "Are you going to sleep?" she asked her in amusement.
"No I want more snack too," Eliza told her, looking up at her.
"Well for now we're going to have pizzas," Alexis said. "What was your favorite animal?" she suddenly asked. "We never asked after we left."
"I think the giraffes," Julia replied. She smiled when her sister nodded and then added, "But my favorite thing to do was ride the pony."
"Me too, I wanna ride again," Eliza said. She then looked thoughtful and said, "Why doesn't Mommy ride?"
"That was a pony, I think your mom was a little too tall to ride it," Alexis said. She then heard Julia chortling, trying to hold back her laughter, and then said, "I know I was thinking about Dad riding it too."
"He can't?" Eliza asked. She then watched her sister put her two fingers on the handle of a fork before she moved them. She then laughed and patted the fork saying, "Horsie?"
"That's right, Dad's feet would have been on the ground," Alexis said. "Oh there's dinner," she commented, seeing their grandparents coming out with the pizzas in hand. "Should I have helped?" she asked her grandmother.
"We managed," Martha said simply. "I hope we are all hungry," she said to the girls.
"We are," Julia said. She waited for her grandfather to hand her a pizza slice with jamón on it. "So we did have tapas… kinda," she told him with a smile on her face before taking a bite.
"We did you can tell your father that," Martha said as the rest of them were starting to eat as well. "I'm surprised," she said. "I thought it wouldn't taste very Spanish but I was mistaken."
"The jamón helps," Alexis replied with a smile. "Do you like it?" she asked Eliza who was on Jim's lap.
"Yes," the toddler said seriously. She looked at what was left of the pizza and said, "Mommy and Daddy can have."
"You'd only let us have one slice?" Jim asked in amusement.
"Yeah," Eliza said before she giggled. "No Grandpapa, they have one."
"I'm afraid they'll come back to their room a bit late," Martha said. "But you can tell them all about it tomorrow over breakfast and they will be jealous."
Smiling at that Eliza nodded and picked up her slice, biting into it before she listened to Alexis talking with their grandmother and Jim. She was looking around the street instead of listening to them, smiling at some dogs she saw and not quite paying attention until suddenly she was being picked up. "Grandpapa?" she asked, looking around.
"We're finished," Jim said, having seen how she was looking around.
"Now what?" Julia asked as they walked north to the end of the street.
"Now we have our Crema Catalana," Jim told them. "And we'll take it back to the hotel and watch some TV."
The girls cheering together, the group got into the taxi that stopped for them before heading to get their dessert.
Adjusting Eliza on her lap Alexis leaned down and kissed her cheek saying, "I think you like it."
"I think… Eliza," Martha said in a slightly stern tone of voice as she wiped off the toddler's fingers that were sticky with the cream of the dessert.
"Nooo," Eliza protested. She flexed her fingers when they were cleaned and then sighed before she opened her mouth to the spoonful of the dessert that they were sharing. "Mommy and Daddy?" she asked after she had swallowed.
"They're at their dinner now," Jim said from where he was eating with Julia on the edge of the bed.
"Hopefully it's romantic," the little girl said firmly. "It will be."
"Why did you say hopefully?" Alexis asked in amusement.
Giggling Julia confessed, "I said it by mistake. I meant it's gonna be romantic." She then noticed that Eliza was sliding down off of their grandmother's lap and asked her, "Are you done?"
"Yeah no more," the toddler said, hurrying to the street and looking outside. She smiled at the sight of the city and then rocked from foot to foot before she suddenly cried out as she was picked up.
"You need to be cleaned up before we watch anything," Alexis told her sister, carrying her over to the bathroom.
Sighing as she finished the Crema Catalana Julia said, "That was really good Grandpapa, I'm glad you showed it to us."
"I am too I haven't had it for a long time," Jim told her with a smile. He then said, "You'll have to tell your parents about this too."
"You don't think they're gonna have it at their restaurant?" Julia said as she looked at him.
"I don't know I may have seen it but haven't been in it," Jim replied. "So I'll be interested in hearing from them how it is." When the little girl wrapped her arms around him he hugged her back saying, "It's okay honey."
"You knew what I was thinking?" Julia asked, startled as she looked up at him.
"I had an idea," Jim said, smiling though very briefly. "And I'm glad you're here with me."
"I think about Grandmama when we're going places," Julia said. "So maybe she's here and can see what we see."
"Maybe," Jim replied, rubbing her back. He was a little taken aback when Martha took the empty bowl in his hand and he nodded his thanks to her before he said, "Now though we should focus on what we'll do until you need to go to bed."
"Not now," Eliza said firmly, running out in her pajamas.
"Oh you're all ready," Martha said when she saw her. "How did you do that?" she asked Alexis who came out right after.
"Her pajamas were still in there," the young woman said.
"I had a… shower," Eliza was telling Julia and Jim eagerly.
"I think that's her first one," Alexis said in amusement.
"My hair was…" Eliza tried to say, patting it and then trailing off. "Popcorn!"
"Jiffy Pop?" Jim suggested; amusement in his tone.
"That's a shower cap," Julia told her, watching her grandfather help Eliza up onto their bed. She hurried to turn to face her as the toddler started to jump up and down and she giggled saying, "Mommy will get mad."
"And you should clean up and change too," Martha said, putting her hand on Julia's back.
"Do I really have to?" the little girl said.
"Yeah get comfy Jules," Eliza said, falling on her back in the middle of the bed.
When they were alone with Alexis, Jim said to his youngest granddaughter, "Come here Eliza."
"Why Grandpapa?" the toddler asked as she crawled to him and then sat on his lap. She was surprised when he then stood up and carried her to the window and she suddenly looked back for her sister saying, "'lexis come here."
"I'm coming," Alexis replied, joining them at the window. "It's funny to see how similar in some ways this is to Madrid."
"I've thought the same myself," Jim said. "We're just people, in cities."
"So a similarity to New York," Alexis said, smiling at him. "Jim?"
"Yes?" he asked, surprised when her tone suddenly turned serious.
"You think you could watch out for my gram while I'm out here in England?" Alexis said a little hesitantly. "She'll be alone in the city and I asked her to move in with Dad and Kate but…"
"She has her classes," Jim replied, a slight smile on his face. "And to answer your question I'll check in with her from time to time. I know you're worried about your family now you're leaving them."
Nodding slightly Alexis told him, "Luckily I don't have to worry too much now that-"
"I'm ready!" Julia cried. "We can watch something now."
"Okay let's look and see what there is," Alexis said, smiling in what she hoped was a grateful way at Jim before turning her attention to the TV. She couldn't help think of her father then and only hoped that his night was an enjoyable one with his wife.
"So looking at the map it doesn't take long to get there," Castle said.
"Meaning what exactly?" Beckett asked, standing in the doorway from the bedroom to the bathroom, having finished changing for dinner.
Looking up at her Castle quickly stood and went to her, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her close. He was about to lean down and kiss her when she put her hand on his chest. "What?" he asked.
"The restaurant Rick," Beckett told him before she took his phone. "It's around the corner?" she asked in amusement. "You didn't know that did you?" she said as she looked at him and could tell that he'd been taken aback by that as well.
"I really didn't but it'll be nice," Castle replied. "And then later when we come back we'll have a nightcap," he said as he pulled her over to the end of the bed where her heels were.
"Cubalibres?" Beckett asked him teasingly.
"Sounds great but we'll see what the bar has," Castle said as he knelt to help her with her shoes. "You look incredible my love, I'm tempted to stay," he told her seriously as he stared into her eyes while he tied the ribbons of her heels just past her ankles.
"You always are," Beckett responded teasingly. But she then reached down and cupped his cheek saying, "So am I but I think I can wait just a little longer. And so can you."
Standing up as he was finished Castle protested saying, "Kate you can't expect-"
"Think of how far we could go right now at dinner… at the bar," Beckett replied. "If my legs are covered you can touch me, at the bar you can tell me anything you want and no one will understand."
Shuddering in pleasure as he could easily visualize what she was talking about Castle nodded and then said, "You're going to kill me."
"Where would I be if I did that?" Beckett said simply, brushing her lips across his before she then went down the short hall to the door. "Come on love," she then told him commandingly as she turned to find that he was still where she'd left him.
Taking a deep breath and bracing himself Castle hurried after her, taking her hand once they were in the hall. He entwined their fingers together for only a second before she let him go and reached up to wrap her hand around his upper arm. With her close he found that the glances they got in the lobby were more jealous from the men they passed and he tried not to smirk though once they were stepping out onto the street he jumped slightly when he felt his wife pinching him. "What?" he asked in surprise, looking at her.
"Don't be so smug," Beckett said.
"Sorry but I have to take some joy in the fact I managed to confuse you enough to be with me…" Castle said.
"No I'm sorry Rick after three years; almost four; that doesn't work," Beckett said, rolling her eyes though she knew he was joking. "And confuse me how?"
"What I tell you when I mention that, wooing you… pitching woo… wait, that doesn't work," Castle replied, looking thoughtful then.
"Neither one does, now stop it," Beckett replied, shaking her head though she was also laughing softly. "Here," she then said, handing him his phone. "I want you to take a picture of the building for my dad."
"I thought I would," Castle replied absently as they rounded the corner to the street it was on. He then looked over at her and said, "Were you serious."
Biting at her lower lip for a moment as they crossed the street Beckett looked up at her husband with a smile and said, "I say this because I love you but I'm feeling slightly… emotional."
Nearly pausing at that; since she would sometimes use emotional to mean desirous; Castle tried to get back to his pace saying, "I am too but I'm not going to push you."
"And that's the beauty of it, you never have," Beckett said before he was slowing down. She glanced up at the building they were in front of and said, "This is it."
"Yeah hard not to recognize as a Gaudí," Castle replied, his eye on the ironwork on the balconies above them. "Oh almost forgot," he said, getting his phone. He took a few pictures before one of the door to the restaurant and asked his wife, "Want me to send them now?"
"We'll show them at breakfast," Beckett replied, taking his hand then. "Let's go."
"So are you hungry for me or food?" Castle asked jokingly as she pulled him to the door. "Or both," he finished as she glanced back at him. He used the opportunity to step ahead slightly to open the door and he let her go inside first before following. Giving their names he was relieved to see that the kind of table he'd wanted to get after seeing it on the restaurant's website was the one they were being led to.
Looking around once they were alone; Castle already ordering their wine; Beckett leaned into him and told him, "Thank you."
"My pleasure love," he replied, taking her hand and kissing the palm of it. "And I mean that literally." He wasn't too surprised when she rolled her eyes at that but then leaned over to kiss him before they turned their attention back to their menus at the same time.
After looking at the menu for a while Beckett said, "What do you think about starting with an appetizer?"
Glancing at her Castle said, "You were thinking of the same one I was."
"The jamón and pa amb tomaquet?" Beckett said. When he nodded she said, "My dad has told me about it and I wanted to try it out myself. Plus, the jamón."
"Of course," Castle said quickly before their waiter came over to them then. "Do you know what you want to eat?"
"We can wait to order when he comes back," Beckett told him simply.
After he had told the man the appetizer they wanted he looked at his wife and said, "You're taking that lingering for food to heart."
"We don't really have anywhere we need to be," Beckett replied as she looked at the wine in her glass. "And you don't want to get back that badly do you?"
"No," Castle said, a little firmly so she'd know he was serious. "I wanted to take you out and so I'm taking you out. So for now, a toast."
"To tonight?" Beckett asked.
"And of course us," Castle replied.
"Of course," Beckett murmured in response before tapping her glass to his after they'd both said salud. She took a sip and said, "There's something more romantic about drinking Spanish wine in Spain."
"The atmosphere?" Castle asked. When she smiled he leaned over and shared a brief kiss with her before the appetizer was being set down in front of them. "Okay," he said, looking at the dish. "I guess we have enough for the two of us," he commented as he looked at her while she picked up one of the two slices of bread, red at the top from tomato being rubbed on it.
Taking a bite Beckett nodded slightly and once she finished said, "Better to have the jamón on top."
Castle was nodding himself since he was eating his first bite and he then said, "You're right. And now that we're eating, you enjoyed today right?"
"Why do I have to be eating for you to ask that?" Beckett asked. She then hurriedly continued with, "If it's because it's night… we're not into tomorrow yet you know."
Pausing with the bread halfway to his mouth Castle looked at her and when he saw she was serious before he said, "I mean the time with spent with our family."
"That you don't really need to ask," Beckett told him. "Of course I had fun, the Sagrada Família… the zoo and Las Ramblas."
"How did we manage to fit that all in?" Castle asked her.
"I don't know," Beckett replied laughingly. "I think it helped we didn't spend too much time in the last."
"Do you want to go back?" Castle said.
"Maybe, we do have three more days here," Beckett replied, looking thoughtful.
"We'll see," Castle said, not surprised when she nodded in agreement with him. "I'm wondering did you see, on the left side as we were walking down, a museum?"
"The erotic museum?" Beckett asked. When he nodded, his eyes wide, she smiled and said, "I did, luckily the girls were looking on the other side for the market. Why, you want to go?"
"Well I have been to the one in Paris," Castle replied. "And it was a little…"
"Arousing?" Beckett supplied. "It's okay if it is because what else is going to happen when you see that kind of stuff?"
"True but no I don't think I need to go see that," Castle said.
"You wouldn't want to go for ideas?" Beckett asked, not looking at him but instead at the empty plate where their appetizer had been, moved to the edge of the table.
Glancing at her Castle reached under the table cloth that was hanging over the edges of the table and squeezed her knee saying, "I have enough in my head already."
Beckett was tempted to kiss him but their food was being served to them so she had to hold back. Luckily her hunger distracted her and she turned her attention to her plate as her husband asked her to remind him about their plans in the city the next day. They discussed their next three days; managing to find spots where they could work in the beach and also Las Ramblas again. When they had finished and ordered dessert; at his insistence; she told him, "I'm surprised they don't have the Crema Catalana here."
"I know but I bet you anything the girls will want it again, so we can go with them and get some," Castle replied.
"We still have the turrón and marzipan," Beckett said. "But that I was thinking we should hold on and wait until we start traveling again."
"Not surprised you thought that," Castle commented. He smiled at her and then reached over, squeezing the inside of her thigh though he stayed above her dress.
Relieved her husband had done that before their dessert arrived Beckett focused her attention back to her plate for a second time but found it much harder to do that that time around.
"Here," Castle said suddenly and simply to her, feeding her one of the little ravioli shaped sweets on his plate.
Though she was a little taken aback by that Beckett smiled as she chewed and when she finished said, "I was a little surprised you got this."
"It sounded interesting, mango ravioli," Castle replied. "Yours?"
Beckett fed him one of the raspberries she had with cinnamon and ginger ice cream, watching him as he ate it. "It's good," she said.
"Yeah I agree," Castle said with a smile. "I'm thinking do you still want that nightcap?"
"We need to walk back to the hotel," Beckett replied. "And something bracing for when we get up to our room sounds nice."
Trying not to shudder too visibly at that Castle concentrated on clearing his plate which didn't take long since there wasn't much on it. He paid as quickly as he could before standing with Beckett and helping her into her black shawl. "Not the new one?" he couldn't help ask.
Smiling at him; since that night was the first chance she'd had to wear it; Beckett brushed her lips to his and said, "Another time, I promise."
"No, no need to promise I was just was hoping to see you in it," Castle said as they left.
"You will," was all that Beckett said in response. They walked down the street and back around the corner to the Gran Via, nearly to the entrance of their hotel when their names were called. "Of course," she said in a low tone of voice to her husband as two women came up to them.
As the two were asking for autographs in their copies of their latest book, Castle spoke to them, answering a few of their questions about why they were in the city. "Yeah we're enjoying it a lot," he said as they then turned to Beckett for her to sign.
"When will your next book come out?" one woman asked her.
"Soon," Beckett said with a smile. She nodded to their thanks and watched them go saying, "Funny we ended up getting this in both cities."
"Just once though," Castle said. He then turned to her and took her hand saying, "We should get to the bar."
"It's not closing," Beckett said, though she knew what he meant as they entered the hotel.
Back up at their room after their brief nightcap Castle was trying to open the door as quickly as he could. While he and Beckett had just had a quiet conversation together he'd held her hand, stroking what he could of it with his thumb until he was surprised he hadn't picked her up and carried her out of the bar. But what was a little disconcerting to him was the fact his wife seemed to be calm. He knew she couldn't be, not with what she'd told him earlier, but he wasn't able to get an answer from her when he'd asked; in Irish; if she still wanted to go to their room and not stay at the bar longer.
Finally he had the door open and Castle let his wife go inside first before he followed, making sure the do not disturb sign was firmly in place and the door was locked after them. "Kate," he said as she tossed her shawl on one of the armchairs across from the bed.
Turning to him Beckett said, "Thank you."
Smiling as she was indicating the vase of tulips on the bed; from the kiosk earlier; Castle replied, "They seemed to scream your name," as she was touching some of the pink on the orange petals. He started to move when she went to the window and he groaned under his breath before hurriedly striding over to her, unable to take it anymore.
When her husband made her turn to him Beckett was there to meet him, grabbing him by the lapels of his blazer and pulling him to her. She kissed him roughly and once he was responding to her she was reaching under the jacket, making it slide down his shoulders until she could pull it off. She pressed his tongue back into his mouth as it fell to the floor and then she abruptly pulled back. Seeing Castle's eyes darkening before her a thrill went through her body but she didn't stop, pulling him to the bed by the hand.
"If I did something-" Castle started to say once they were standing at the end of it.
"You didn't do anything," Beckett assured him. And with that she nearly shoved him down onto the bed. "Help me," she told him as she pulled up her skirts.
His mouth dry at that Castle reached up for her panties and tried not to tear them off in his haste to get them down her hips. He managed and then helped her step out of them, starting to stand. Her hand on his shoulder stilled him and he looked up at her before she was reaching for his shirt. He helped her pull it out of his trousers, wanting to ask why she was doing that but unable to voice it as she was suddenly grabbing the top and ripping the buttons off. "Kate… you…" he said, startled as she then climbed onto his lap, straddling him.
"I'll replace them myself," Beckett said simply before she crushed her lips to his. As he held onto her tightly she moaned and slapped his arms as she could feel him starting to try to find her zipper. When he stopped she then reached down and took his erection in hand and raised herself up enough to lower down onto him. She moaned as he groaned out her name when he first entered her and slowly she went until they were fully coupled, making her smile.
"You're going to kill me," Castle groaned out loud, watching her. When she grew serious he groaned again but moved with her as she started to rock against his body. He held her close as she was wet and tight surrounding him and he had to wonder how long they could last as already she was speeding up and a little frantically.
It was then that Beckett took her husband's hands, moving them around to her back where she let him take over. She kept her eyes on his while he stared at her, unzipping her dress and pulling it off her shoulders and arm to slide to her waist. As it was going his fingertips were brushing against her skin and she shivered, almost able to forget the fact that they had both stopped moving. When he had finished she went back to her pace, wrapping her arms around him tightly as they kissed deeply. Almost immediately the pleasure was back in her and she had her eyes closed tightly at the sensation of him, the friction they were generating together. When they parted she tilted her head back, feeling his lips searching until they came to her pulse. As he started to suck roughly on it she moaned in joy and felt the pleasure from that join the rest of it inside her. She felt as if she were on fire when he moved away and she looked down at him as she watched him descend to her breasts. "You thought I… changed my mind," she told him in a kind of whisper.
"I thought you were… tired," Castle said, his teeth slightly clenched.
Stroking the back of his head to his shudder of pleasure Beckett told him simply, "Not when we have this between us…" leading him down to her breasts and tilting her head back as he started to brush kisses all over her mounds.
Raising his head after he'd done that for a while Castle asked, "What love?"
Beckett smiled down at him; but only managed to briefly with the pleasure rushing through her; and then told him, "I don't need to name it. Just us Rick."
Castle groaned in pleasure at that and he wrapped his arms around her as tightly as he could as he crushed her lips with his own. As they were hungrily dueling with their tongues he soon became aware of her breasts brushing against his chest and he grunted slightly at the caressing sensation they made on his skin. He hurriedly pulled away from her when they needed to breathe and looking at her noticed something. "Your hair…" he said and before she could respond he was reaching up to pull the comb from her bun and then the pins holding it up. He watched her closely as her locks tumbled down around her shoulders and then carefully went down to her chest. He gently brushed his lips over it that time before he moved his hands around from her back to cup her mounds very gently, squeezing them firmly and watching Beckett to see her reaction. He couldn't help feel a flash of satisfaction at her moan in response to him and he moved his head down then to take her right nipple with his mouth. Carefully, gently, he started to suckle at her, feeling her response that time as she gently dug her nails into his scalp.
Eventually beginning to stroke his hair Beckett watched her husband closely as he moved to her other breast, unable to help closing her eyes tightly in the jolt of pleasure the touch of his lips provided her. She was rocking against him as it became a little too much to try and move in an up and down motion but it was no less enjoyable that way as she couldn't help rub her body against him though the skirt of her dress was blocking them from each other. "Help me…" she said in almost a whisper as he pulled away then. She gasped slightly when all of a sudden her husband was starting to rub the apex of her legs the second her skirt was out of the way. She faltered in her thrusts then as she felt his fingers working one at a time to move in an upward motion and watched him though she couldn't see where exactly he was.
"Stop," Castle told her. "Let me…" he started to add before trailing off as his wife did so. He looked up at her and gently caressed her cheek with the backs of his fingers of his free hand, still keeping his other between them moving. When he felt he'd done that enough he moved to put his hands on the small of her back, moving her for a second before she took over. He watched her closely, the way she moved, her lower lip in between her teeth as she soon began to stroke his chest. "I adore you," he said, not surprised in the slightest that his voice was husky from his desire.
Trembling for a moment at the intensity of his tone, Beckett reached up and cupped his cheeks telling him, "I love you Rick…" before she trailed off as she leaned down. They kissed deeply and at first a little frantically before they slowed down and then parted to breathe. "Love…" she moaned as his hands pushed her dress down harder until he could span the small of her back. She leaned forward against him and found a second burst of pleasure going through her as her breasts brushed against him. "Oh… god yes," she moaned deeply before he started to kiss her again.
Castle wanted to reply to that but was having a hard time as she was fighting against him inside her mouth. But finally he was pulling away and he said, "I don't… think I can stop… I don't want to." When her response was to wrap her arms tightly around his neck he pressed his hands on her harder, trying to move even faster as they were very soon embroiled in another heavy kiss. He could feel the pleasure in him rising further, not sure how much longer he'd be able to take her around him. But as they moved together he soon realized that she was getting close, the motions of her body becoming a little jerky against him.
"I can't… I'm going to come," Beckett breathed out as everything was coming to her in a rush. When her husband urged her to do so she let go of that last bit of self restraint and throwing her head back she felt her orgasm strike her hard. Calling his name as he very shortly began to call her own they moved together roughly, their skin slapping hollowly together as the ecstasy of that moment washed over her. She had no idea how long they were like that together, only aware of herself slowing down before it stopped and then a few abrupt thrusts from Castle before he was collapsing back on the bed, panting heavily as she leaned over on him with her hands on his chest. She couldn't help smile and said, "You caved in so fast."
"Because I couldn't do anything else," Castle replied simply and with a groan as she was fingering his nipples.
"Good thing you did," Beckett said then before she abruptly got off of her husband.
"Why-" Castle started to say.
"We're filthy, we need to take a shower," Beckett told him firmly before she turned and went over to the bathroom.
Sucking in a deep breath of air Castle waited for only a moment before he was rushing after her, seeing her discarding her dress. He took off his clothes, glancing for a moment at his button-less shirt before he was turning his attention back to her. He then went to Beckett as she was turning on the water in the shower, thinking he could surprise her.
The second she felt he was close Beckett turned and dragged her husband into the water were she threw her arms around him, starting to kiss him hungrily. It took little time for them to start making love as he picked her up and entered her once she was against the wall. Things became a little hazy for her, at some point he had turned off the water; or she had; and they were on the small bench in the alcove across from the showerhead. She was on top again and she and Castle were frenetically kissing and moving with each other, trying to make one another feel as much as they could. Just how long that took she could never figure out but the end result mattered more and had her limp against her husband before he was carefully helping her off him.
When they managed to get back to the bed Castle fell face first down on the mattress on his side as Beckett lay on her side and he said something into his pillow before he could hear her laugh for a moment. "You didn't wear me out so you know," he said when he turned to her.
"No? Then why are you trying to suppress that?" Beckett asked, nodding down on his body.
"To not be gross," Castle said.
Studying him for a moment closely Beckett then said commandingly, "Turn over." She was a little startled when he quickly did as she'd asked and the second after that she was crying out as her husband was placing her back on the bed. "Wait…" she gasped as she could feel that he hadn't been kidding; his length rigid against her.
"Stop?" Castle asked, trying not to sound panicked at that.
"No," Beckett said with a smile as she had had enough time to recover. "Fuck me," she told him seriously as she looked into his eyes. She got what she was hopping for with that; him to pause; and she pecked his lips in a kiss before she got up, pressing the front of her body against the headboard and wall behind it. She was relieved when he recovered quickly, coming up behind her as she reached back to caress his cheek. Biting her lower lip she then moved with him to spread her legs and help him enter her. She moaned deeply as he was doing so, almost not stopping until he was fully within her. "Oh god… I think it's one of those nights," she gasped in pleasure as he shifted slightly; to feel her she knew.
"It is," Castle said easily in reply. With that he started to thrust, holding onto her hips tightly to help her reach his rhythm he was very rapidly setting, not wanting them to need to wait. He groaned at the feel of her around him and he leaned down in response to that; and as a distraction; to brush his lips over her shoulder and what he could reach of her back. He then went up to her neck, brushing her hair over her left shoulder so he could start trailing his lips up the side of it, going up and down a few times and taking pleasure in her trembling in front of him even as they were working hard to move roughly together.
Feeling him moving up and continuing up to her ear Beckett breathed in deeply as he began to whisper to her. And soon after she took in what he was telling her a moan escaped her lips as he wasn't bothering to restrain his language. It matched the way their bodies were moving and after a moment he was suddenly pulling away from her, stopping them both. "You're serious?" she breathed as she looked back at him.
"Yeah," was all that Castle said before he helped her off the bed. As they were walking over to the window he held her closely to him before he let her go to lean against the tall window. "They won't see you," he told her as they were nearly on the top floor.
Smiling and draping the sheer curtain over herself, Beckett said, "Good because I want it to be just you that sees me." She shivered as her husband pulled the curtain off of her, the fabric nearly caressing her skin though she soon became frustrated by it. "Come here," she told him, pulling him to her. She let him pick her up and as soon as her legs were wrapped tightly around his waist he was sliding back within her, moving roughly against her. She cried out as he started out roughly and that set off the pleasure again within her, her body throbbing harder from that. She moaned as Castle started to kiss around her shoulders and collarbone before he was moving to her neck. She let him take her there hard for as long as she could stand until she finally told him, "Stop."
Castle did so instantly, as her tone of voice was so calm it startled him greatly. Without her having to say another word he helped her down before picking her up, carrying her the short distance to the bed. As soon as she was lying down he tucked a pillow underneath her hips and was mounting her again. He didn't bother to take it easy or be careful, ramming as hard as he could within her until he was fully inside her. Groaning her name in pleasure he picked up the pace he'd had when they'd been against the headboard and also at the window. He was breathing heavily as he worked to keep himself moving, watching Beckett to see if he was managing that. Her head was rolling back and forth on the pillow that was under her and her arms were up, hands pushing at the headboard as hard as she could to have more leverage against him. He lost their rhythm suddenly before she cupped his cheek and he took a moment to focus on his own body to get it back. That allowed him a second where there was nothing but the feeling of what she was doing to him, pressure and heat that shot through his entire body. He didn't realize it but he was speaking to his wife, talking to her as he'd been before when they'd been up against the headboard.
Her legs tightening where they were around his waist and his legs Beckett was soon clawing at the headboard with what his words were evoking in her. They made her feel desired, needed and more than anything pleasure. They worked to light her on fire though her body was already being licked by the flames where they were coupled. She tried at the same time to keep up with him, biting her lower lip during her attempt to move faster. But with the way their hips were slapping together and the bed was protesting underneath them she had the feeling they were going as fast as they could. She whispered his name in her delight and took his lips as they moved to crush against her. When his tongue snaked out against her she moaned and curled her own around it until they were dueling. They couldn't keep that up for long, needing to breathe, but when they had she nearly hissed as he stopped abruptly. "Not now… I'm so close," she begged him, reaching up to put her arms around his neck.
"Close to what?" Castle asked, pressing his forehead to hers so their lips could brush together. "Are you going to come my love?" he asked when she didn't answer. When she nodded he kissed her and then murmured against her lips, "You want me to make you come don't you? Feel what I can do to your beautiful body while I'm fucking you."
"Yes just… hurry," Beckett begged him. She let out a cry as he was suddenly moving and hard before she could recover from the suddenness of it. But she could have sworn he was moving faster than he had been before and she tried her absolute best to meet him until it became apparent that there was little resistance left in her. "Oh god… Rick, love I'm going to… I can't stop… please don't stop!" she cried out before her back seemed to snap, arching roughly. She was holding onto Castle, as if needing an anchor to keep her grounded since the waves of pleasure that passed through her didn't seem to end. It was too much, her body burning, her heart pounding and in the middle of all that she could hear herself calling his name repeatedly. When he joined her, her ecstasy was rough and nearly violent as she somehow managed to orgasm a second time. She wasn't sure if her husband was able to do the same but in the end it didn't matter as once she had stopped moving and was slumped on the bed his nearly animalistic thrusts let her know his pleasure was even with her own.
Slumping down on his wife and trying not to put his entire weight on her Castle was breathing heavily, groaning with each breath out. "Kate… you're too fucking good," he said, moving up to her lips. He was pleased when she responded to his kiss and he hungrily slipped his tongue around hers before they proceeded to duel. When they finally had to stop and breathe he moved to leave her when she tightened her legs around him to hold him in place. "You know you don't need to indulge me," he said in slight surprise as he looked at her.
"And who said I was indulging you with this?" Beckett asked, her eyebrow slightly raised. "Turn over."
Shuddering in pleasure Castle quickly did as she asked and spanned the small of her back with his hands saying, "Remember what I said about you killing me?"
"And you don't think you're doing the same to me?" Beckett asked.
"Yes but when we came in…" Castle began, studying her.
"Remember what I said when we were walking to the restaurant?" Beckett said with a smile before leaning down and kissing him gently.
"I know, wow, we're naughty together," Castle commented. He laughed when his wife pinched his side and said, "Well you have to admit we are."
"If you admit you want me again," Beckett said simply.
Grunting as all of a sudden she was flexing her muscles around his length Castle took a moment to answer before he said, "I do, how could you tell?" trying to affect a nonchalant tone.
"Hmm I want you too Rick," Beckett said, getting off of him and then moving to lay on her back next to him. She smiled as he turned immediately and looked over her body before she suddenly lost it as his right hand reached down and began to stroke her left breast. "You…" she started to say before she then realized what he was doing. "I'm already-"
Cutting her off, Castle kissed her deeply before he moved away enough to say, "I want you to have no doubt about that Kate."
"I love you," Beckett said suddenly as he was idly playing with her nipple in between his fingers.
"I love you too," Castle told her seriously before he then kissed her again. He made that one more sensuous than anything else and then slowly pulled away as he lowered his head. He sucked gently at her breasts while she moaned and encouraged him to continue until he was sure he was going to explode in pleasure. But he managed to stave that off as he knew he was going to have more coming once he was with her.
Watching him pulling away Beckett reached up to run her fingers over his lower lip and told him, "I want the rest of the night."
"God… I wish we could," Castle said then huskily. "Our anniversary…"
Beckett smiled at that and said, "I didn't really think we were going to do much else."
"I do have other plans but it's going to be mostly…" Castle said, putting his hand on her thigh. He watched as she spread her legs further apart and then felt her pulling him over to settle in between them leaving him no choice but to follow; though that was exactly what he wanted. He entered her gently that time and realized that everything in his body was telling him to make love to her. "Love…" he breathed in pleasure as he looked into her eyes and saw her need there.
Caressing his cheek Beckett smiled at him and drew him down to her murmuring, "Make me come Rick."
And with that the two proceeded to do just that to one another, not stopping until well into the next morning. Their mutual pleasure never seemed to weaken and they worked hard to make sure that it didn't until they were finally collapsing to the bed, curled up in each other's arms and their lips meeting for one last kiss.