Disclaimer: Nope. Still don't own Castle.
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A/N: Last chapter, I promise... You know when you can't look away from that car wreck? Read all the warnings in Chapter 1 FIRST! Still here? Proceed at your own risk.
A/N 2: The only annoying thing is that this absurd joke of a story gets was more views & reviews than the one I actually turn on my brain to write. I know, I know: sex sells.
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Twinkle, twinkle, little star;
how deep fried you truly are.
Writhing over those white sheets;
purring with kitten inside.
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Rick pulled out, and rolled onto his back to see Kate glaring at him from the bedroom doorway.
"What? This? Just sex Kate, it didn't mean anything."
"Oh Kitten! Don't be like that. It definitely meant something. We replaced one of the top tens tonight!"
Meredith had rolled over, tucking herself into his side, hooking a leg over his thigh and sliding her hand back and forth across his chest.
Kate took a step into the room, determined not to run from this, no matter how disgusting the situation, "Get out Meredith. Get your clothes and get out."
"I don't think Kitten wants me to leave Detective, we're just waiting for my little soufflé to come back to life." She reach down to Ricks flaccid penis and bounced it up and down, before licking her lips and staring at it as if it were a Twizzler: red, floppy, and appetizing.
Meredith started to lean down towards him, murmuring, "I could always inflate the soufflé again, puff some air into it, blow it up a little."
Kate quickly moved into the room then, grabbing two handfuls of Meredith's hair and dragging her screaming off the bed and away from Rick. She practically threw her out of the bedroom, hair tangling in her ring; some of that red hair pulled loose as she finally released her. Kate shook it free from her hands as she spat, "Get dressed and get out."
This wasn't right, wasn't the plan, he was supposed to give her a chance to explain, to make things right; instead he succumbed once again to his old vice, deep fried delight. Kate felt ready to vomit. She stormed back into the bedroom then, yelling, "What the fuck Rick?"
"Precisely. A fuck. A meaningless fuck. It's all that ever seems to happen. I get fucked by women, none of them actually care about me; it's just sex to them, to you, it doesn't mean anything. Well I decided to do some fucking this time."
"What about us?"
Still laying naked on the bed Rick couldn't help but stare incredulously at his former fiancé, "Us? There is no us!"
"What's this then?" She held her hand up, showing the ring, ignoring the few hairs tangled between the diamonds.
"Just a ring. Obviously it doesn't mean anything, to either of us now. Consider it a gift. A parting gift."
"A gift?"
"Perhaps a payment for services rendered? Ice for ice. That trick of yours certainly deserves some kind of reward."
That was enough apparently, enough snap something inside her; she tore off the ring, throwing it at him. It hit square on his chest before bouncing away into a dark corner of the room, lost into shadows.
Kate stepped towards the bed, reaching behind her, pulling free her handcuffs, "Roll over! Hands behind your head!"
"What!?"
"You're under arrest Rick."
"What the.."
"Violation of New York State penal code section 255.17. You are under arrest for adultery!"
"We aren't married Beckett!"
"We have an agreement to marry! Our engagement is public! We cohabitate! We're common law spouses under New York State law!"
"You cheated on me first you bitch!"
"Tough shit Rick, we're in New York now, adultery's illegal here."
"This is fucking absurd!"
"I am not going to tell you again! Roll over! Hands behind your head!"
"You're a Fed, you have no New York jurisdiction!"
"Citizen's fucking arrest Rick! Move!"
"No! You're out of you mind! Get out. Go back to DC, back to your job, back to your new boyfriend!"
"He's not my boyfriend! You are. You're my fiancé Rick!"
"Not any more."
"It was a mistake Rick, shouldn't have happened.."
"Damn right it shouldn't have happened! You should have realized that before it did!"
"You can't talk! You just fucked you ex-wife in our bed!"
"We were already over Kate. Done."
"Well you hadn't told me!"
"You really needed to be told? Seriously? After what happened you didn't already know?"
"Rick! I thought I could explain, make things right. Please! Give me another chance!"
Rick stood from the bed, grabbed some boxers and a t-shirt from his dresser and headed towards the bathroom, "Show yourself out Kate, you know the way; always have."
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Kate lurched upright, wrapping her arms about her legs, breath short as the fragments of her nightmare were torn away from her waking mind. Reaching out one hand she discovered the bed empty beside her, a moment of panic quickly controlled as she remembered: they had agreed to spend their last pre-wedding night apart. Not far though, her fiancé and soon to be husband was just down the hall; neither of them wanting to be separated by far.
She looked out of her temporary bedroom window, having drawn the short straw and taken the guest room; the beach beyond was still hidden in shadows, it was early. Alone in her gloomy room, temporarily lost in the darkness of her nightmare she shivered, the feeling of loss sinking deep into her bones. After that, after that waking moment she couldn't be alone.
Moving quickly, she slipped out of her sleep wear and wrapped her nakedness in a soft robe; cautiously moving from her room down the corridor to the master suite and inside, softly closing and locking the door behind her.
As she approached she saw him still sleeping, sheets rumpled as if he too had spent a restless night while alone. Dropping the robe from her shoulders she began to slip into the bed just as the sun rose above the horizon in the panoramic windows behind her, illuminating a new day; throwing warm light around her shadow as she crawled under the covers and over his body.
Kate lowered herself so her body lay fully on top of his, just needing to feel skin against her, warmth to chase away the chill feeling of waking alone. She gradually began to nibble on his shoulder, his neck; gently waking him, and feeling all parts of him stir against her.
He eventually mumbled out a query, "Need something?"
Her only reply was to reach down between then, grasping him, wrapping her hand around him and starting a slow up and down motion; then sitting back, kneeling above him, continuing to pump and twist her hand. She reached her other hand down to stroke herself, caressing her lower lips, circling her clit. Gradually she prepared herself, fingers drawing patterns across her moistening skin until she was ready; then shifted, and guided him slowly inside her body.
She rocked her hips forward, feeling him slide deep within her, and a slow rolling movement. He was awake now, and ran his hands up her ribs in a gentle caress, reaching out slowly to cup her breast even as she swayed; softly brushing his thumbs across each of her nipples as he whispered softly, "I love you Kate."
Kate close her eyes and tilted her head back, enjoying the simple sensations as she hummed an acknowledgement; she knew. She didn't hurry her movements, no rush to find completions; this togetherness what she had to look forward to for the rest of her life, a gentle sort of pleasure.
She felt one hand slide lower, ceased tweaking her nipple to move to a more intimate massage. He was always so considerate of her desires, being there for her when she asked; precisely what she needed in a relationship. His fingers between her legs, as well as his penetration of her core accelerated the pleasure, driving her quickly to a peak after so much slow build.
Eyes closed tight as her orgasm washed through her, she was consumed by visions of blue eyes as she moaned, "Riccckkkkk."
The motions that were carrying her along on her cloud of bliss stopped, "Who the fuck is Rick?"
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