Genre: Crime, Drama, Family, Romance, Humor
Rating: M for violence, language and sexual situations
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters featured on the show Castle, they belong to the creator of the show, ABC, and the others who do own them.
A/N #1: Got some lyrics here, just making a note that the first ones are from the song The Art of Dying, and the first verse of the second song is from Wah-Wah. Both are by George Harrison from his album All Things Must Pass.
A/N #2: Was so pleased to see each and every review that I got for the last chapter, need to get to my thanks for all of them! Noelia (Glad you're enjoying the story, and so happy to see you too look forward to new chapters so much. Now you don't need to wait, here's the next one!), life's a mystery (Happy to see in your review you liked how the case progressed during the last chapter. Not surprised you mentioned their date, lol, or blind date night as you put, lol, liked that), vetgirlmx (I wasn't too surprised to see all the questions you had after the last chapter, I figured you might considering what they found out happening in the South. Had to laugh at what you said about them being out of leads 'cause everyone is dead; it's an obvious statement, but still, tickled me reading that, lol. But not surprised you're hoping they might end up having some kind of leads of course. Also is not a surprise that you can't wait for the date, I know you and my other reviewers are waiting for that, lol. I just hope how I have it written is fun for you and my other readers! And remember, Ryan knows about them already, so they'd just be telling Laine and Esposito, but not surprised you mentioned that either, lol. And now you too don't need to wait anymore, you can go ahead and read the next chapter!), Beckett-Castle4ever (Was happy to see you enjoyed the last chapter enough to let me know. Also glad to see you're still enjoying the story!), PKteach (Great to see someone else who's been enjoying my series of stories so much, I always love hearing that! And I'm not surprised that you're waiting for them to tell the others about them and also getting married, I get that a lot from reviewers, lol. But hoping it is awesome when it comes to those points of course! And happy that you want to read more, now you can!) and sammysgirl78 (Very glad to see you enjoyed the last chapter of course, same that you liked how the case developed in it as well. Had to laugh at what you said about the next chapter being the date, not too surprised you mentioned that one. And not surprised either that you're missing Julia, but of course, have to write them working and Julia at school, lol. But I know you're ready for more chapters to get to the graduation and Father's Day too, don't blame you either. And thanks for saying I did a good job, do try my best!). So thank you to all of you who sent me reviews, I appreciate you all taking the time to write them out and as always, I loved reading each and every one of them!
Take You Out
As she stepped into her friend's apartment, Lanie shook her head as she realized that her ears had not been deceiving her, and Beckett was in fact playing music as loudly as she could. She listened to the song; expecting something from The Ramones or KISS she knew her friend played when she was irritated. But instead found it was someone else, and as she walked to the bedroom; not bothering to call out as she knew Beckett wouldn't hear her; she had to pause a couple steps later at the lyrics.
There'll come a time when all your hopes are fading
When things that seemed so very plain
Become an awful pain
Searching for the truth among the lying
And answered when you've learned the art of dying
Shaking her head again at the last line, Lanie came into the room and caught sight of Beckett at her bathroom mirror, putting makeup on. She went to the player her friend had attached to her port, and was going to stop the song when Beckett sang the final verses and she looked over at the bathroom with wide eyes.
But you're still with me
But if you want it
Then you must find it
But when you have it
There'll be no need for it
There'll come a time when most of us return here
Brought back by our desire to be
A perfect entity
Living through a million years of crying
Until you've realized the art of dying
Do you believe me?
Whirling around as the song cut off right as the ending instrumental began; Beckett saw Lanie's expression and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"Me? Girlfriend, are you thinking about-" the doctor began to ask.
"No! Are you crazy," Beckett said, going to the player and skipping to another song. "I have Julia to think of. It's just a song."
"Speaking of Julia, has she heard that?" Lanie asked. When her friend shook her head firmly she breathed out a little in relief and said, "Good thing, because that scared me, hearing you sing that. Who is that? Not Paul-"
"George, her second favorite," Beckett said, turning down the volume on the song. "Sorry, I felt like singing."
"Let me choose the song before I pick out your dress," Lanie said, slapping her hand away from the player as the first lines of the song played.
Wah-wah
You've given me a wah-wah
And I'm thinking of you
And all the things we used to do
"What does that mean?" Lanie asked before setting another song. "And this is much better."
"I'd Have You Anytime? That's fantastic Lanie, I'm not sleeping with this guy," Beckett said, shaking her head though the song was one of her favorites. "And that song before is the name of a pedal used in guitar playing which I had to find out for my daughter."
"It means more than that doesn't it?" Lanie asked, looking through Beckett's dresses.
"It doesn't matter," she said quickly, since she knew it also meant that the person the singer was talking about was giving them a headache; that they, George, was angry about being used; in that case by John and Paul. She hadn't chosen it to say that to her friend, just wanted the music to calm her down a little. "So, anything?" she asked as she went to finish with her lipstick. Coming into the room, she was about to look to see what Lanie had picked out, when her phone began to ring. "It's Julia," she said before answering the phone and going to video so she could see her daughter. "Hey sweetie."
Lanie hid a smile at the sight of the smile that was on Beckett's face, remembering again how happy she was for her friend; since Julia was the best thing that could have happened to her. Beckett had changed greatly since adopting her daughter, and there were times when Lanie wondered if she really needed to be with someone. Shaking her head of her thoughts, she turned her attention back to her friend saying, "How's she doing?"
"Hi Aunt Lanie," Julia said, seeing her when her mother turned the phone. "I'm good I'm playing dress up with Celia."
"Sounds like it's a lot of fun," Lanie replied, seeing the little girl was wearing something embroidered, wrapped around her shoulders. "Have fun at your sleepover and I'll see you soon I'm sure."
"Kay, bye!" Julia said, waving at her. "Are you still gonna go have dinner Mommy?"
"I am, but I'll see you tomorrow, I promise," Beckett assured her. "For now listen to Celia's mom and be careful playing with your costume."
"I will, bye Mommy," Julia said, waving to her.
Kissing her fingertips towards her daughter, Beckett smiled widely when Julia copied the motion, and she hung up the phone, looking at her friend. "What?" she asked, seeing the smile on her face. "Too sappy?" she said.
"No, no, it's so sweet to watch you with her," Lanie assured her. "Just happy at your relationship with her. By the way, what was she wearing?"
"It's a folk dance dress my dad got her from Spain," Beckett replied. "This one," she said, getting her phone and going to the picture of Julia wearing it. She watched her friend a little worriedly, wondering if she'd notice it was taken at Castle's place.
"That's so sweet, and I bet she loves it," Lanie said.
"She does, though it's heavy," Beckett replied. "Pretty heavy."
"That tone of voice… Kate, have you worn one of those?" Lanie asked.
"When I was nine," Beckett said. "So it was a while ago, but that I remember clearly."
"Your daughter is very adorable. Alright," Lanie replied, taking a little longer to reply to that. When Beckett came back into the room after putting something away in the bathroom she said, "Your best option is one of these," setting down two dresses on the bed.
"Okay," Beckett replied, trying not to smile as her friend had picked out exactly what she'd been hoping she would. She took the dress she'd worn on Valentine's Day from Lanie and considered it. "No, not this one," before she hung it back up.
"And why not?" Lanie asked as Beckett was looking at the other dress.
"Way too tight, I think I just told you that I don't want to sleep with this guy," she replied simply. "And I'll wear this one."
"That was kind of my reason for picking that one, but alright," Lanie said. "At least this one is still good."
"Right, so can I get dressed or are you staying around?" Beckett asked, taking the dress off its hanger.
"I'll go, but promise me you'll go and not cancel at the last minute," Lanie said.
"I promise, because I'm going to guess you told this guy to call you in case that happens?" Beckett asked.
"Pretty much," Lanie said. "Tell me how it goes tomorrow."
"I will," Beckett said. "And Lanie?" When her friend had turned around to face her she said, "I know you're trying to help, and I do appreciate that just… let me decide if I like him at all okay. Whatever his name is."
"I know, and I'll let you," Lanie said. "I don't think I could decide for you anyway girl."
Once her friend had left Beckett sighed and took off the towel that had been wrapped around her, slipping into the dress she'd picked. It was the same one she'd worn on Mother's Day, and she only hoped that Castle would remember they needed to put on an act as she looked at herself in the mirror, a small smirk making her lips turn up slightly.
Standing in the entrance of Le Circe, Castle glanced around once before his eyes went back to the door. As he'd looked over the dining area, it hadn't been that hard to see Lanie and Esposito sitting at a table far in the back. He had to wonder what the two had planned on doing if he and Beckett had been seated near them. But he knew Lanie, and guessed that more than likely they'd have had the waiter or waitress seat them somewhere else. He suppressed a smile at that thought, and looked over at the door as it opened to see if it was his fiancée coming inside.
It was. And he nearly paused at seeing her for too long before he turned slightly aside. After he felt he'd paused long enough looking in that direction, Castle turned his head, and schooled his features into an expression of surprise before he walked over to Beckett, sure that Lanie and Esposito were looking their way.
"They're talking," Esposito said at their table. "You better hope this works, because…" He trailed off, as Beckett looked irritated and shook her head at Castle before smiling slightly at him. When she briefly touched his arm and then turned to leave the restaurant, he looked over at Lanie, hearing her groan in disappointment. "She looked pretty pissed," he commented.
"I'm going to hear about this tomorrow I'm sure," Lanie replied. "Or not, you know how she can be."
"You might get one of her looks though, so I wouldn't really recommend asking her how the date was," Esposito replied, looking back at Castle. "And don't try and set something else up again," he said, seeing the writer was handing the woman he'd started talking to a card. "Since it looks like he might not be single for too long."
"Well," Lanie said as Castle then left. "There's always hope she'll stay with that guy she came in with."
"You know he can really easily hook up with another woman," Esposito said. Not trying to tell her it was useless but trying to remind her that they couldn't really control the love lives of their friends. "For all we know, he's heading to The Old Haunt or some bar now. So we got a pretty nice table, why don't we try and make the best of the rest of the night?"
"Fine," Lanie said, turning off her phone after checking to see if she'd received a text from her friend. She watched Esposito flag down a waiter, and picked up the menu, trying not to remember Beckett's annoyed expression when she guessed she and Castle had realized they'd been set up.
Standing at the edge, Beckett glanced up at the sky, and what little stars she could see, before she heard the sound of the door opening. "Crowded?" she called.
"Pretty much," Castle said in response. "But I got everything."
"Great," Beckett said, taking the food and drinks. "Can you move the table over to the edge?"
"Sure, any reason why you didn't do it?" Castle asked her.
"In a dress? Not going to happen," Beckett said in reply.
"Maybe you wanted to admire my physique while I was carrying the table and chairs," Castle said teasingly.
"Keep thinking that," Beckett said, rolling her eyes. But once he'd set down the table and their dinner was on it, she kissed him gently. "Did you manage to see what they were doing?" she asked him as she handed him her engagement ring.
"Lanie looked to be a little embarrassed, Espo was talking to her," Castle said, taking the ring and sliding it over her finger before kissing the back of her hand. "So we'll have to wait and see what'll be the result of our act."
"Yeah," Beckett said before he kissed her. That kiss was a little longer, but finally they parted and she sat down in the first chair he brought over. Setting out their food she couldn't help say to him as he came back with his chair, "I feel a little strange eating dressed in this."
"And getting it too," Castle said, sitting next to her. "Got a couple strange looks while I was in line, but," he said with a shrug. "It was worth it."
Setting her phone on the table, Beckett explained to her fiancé's glance, "Julia's going to call, well, Anita is, but she'll let Julia talk of course."
"Of course, you know, I wonder if we should give her one of those phones they have for children now," Castle said as they got their food set.
"I think, when she's in grade school, we should get her one," Beckett said. "But the simplest phone there is. Our daughter is not having a smart phone until she's at least fourteen." At Castle's pause in taking a sip of his milkshake, she asked, "When would you have let Alexis have them?"
"Maybe the same age, maybe thirteen," he replied. "I'm not surprised though, I'd like her to want to go outside, not sit inside with her phone. So we're in agreement."
"Good, though at some point we're going to have problems with agreeing you know," Beckett said after they'd eaten for a little. "Dating?" she said when Castle looked at her questioningly.
"I… don't think that's something we'll have to be concerned about," he said hesitatingly.
"You get that feeling too?" Beckett asked, though she wasn't surprised.
"Yeah, but you know, we're being a little too presumptuous about that, she's only five," Castle said. "So we don't need to settle that now."
"Speaking of Julia," Beckett said, wiping her hands quickly before she answered her phone that had begun to ring. "Hello?"
"Hello Kate, I'm here with Julia," Anita said on the other end. "I just wanted to let you know she's doing fine and she'll hang up with you."
"Alright, thank you again Anita," Beckett said before the phone switched and they were looking at their daughter. "Hey sweetie," she said with a smile.
"Hi Mommy, hi Castle," Julia said, smiling widely. "Are you eating dinner?"
"We are, on the roof," Castle said. "We'll try and do that again with you this summer."
"So you didn't have dinner at the date?" Julia asked.
"No, we were able to come back here," Beckett said. "How was it playing dress up?" she asked, wanting to turn the attention from their supposed date to her.
"Fun, Celia liked the skirt, and we tried to dance but couldn't," Julia said. "Think they will teach me where Grandpapa goes?"
"They will, if he's right about even the kids dancing that at parties," Castle said. "But speaking of your costume, how was it at school, what did you learn about Spain?"
"Oh! Mrs. Clayton asked what my hair ribbons were for, I told her I had the dress and she let me show everyone the apron," Julia said excitedly. "And we learned about where the dress comes from."
"Really? Carbajales isn't in the book," Beckett commented.
"Mrs. Clayton went on the computer and we watched some of the dancing," Julia said. "And I showed the shoes too, I let the girls try it on if it fit on their feet. They fit, sorry."
Glancing at Castle at their daughter's apology, Beckett said, "Anything else from the book?"
"No, I have to bring it back tomorrow, 'cause we graduate the day after," Julia explained. "I'm gonna tell Mrs. Clayton to look at more about Madrid, 'cause we're gonna go there right?"
"We will, and as much of the city as possible. But we'll go more than one time, should make it an annual trip like your father does. That and San Francisco," Castle commented.
"Ireland too," Beckett said, unable to help smiling as she squeezed his hand at the earnest ring to his tone before he nodded to her suggestion.
"Good, now what do you do after dinner?" Julia asked.
"We're not sure yet," Beckett said. "Maybe play chess?"
"Watch movies," Castle said, not surprised at her slightly suggestive look with that; remembering the last time they'd played the game in the Hamptons. "We'll see."
"Alright Julia, it's time for you to go to bed okay?" Beckett said, looking at her watch. "Like I told you before, I'll see you tomorrow, but I meant me and Castle."
Giggling a little at that, Julia nodded saying, "I know, 'cause you were with Aunt Lanie. But I wish you could pick me up."
"You might get a surprise tomorrow," Beckett said, not surprised when her fiancé looked at her in response to that. "But I need to see okay? For now you better go."
"Kay, night Castle," Julia said, waving to the screen.
"Goodnight Julia, I love you," Castle said, unable to help smile at Julia's furious nodding of her head.
"I love you too sweetie," Beckett then said. "Night."
"Love you too Mommy, bye," Julia said, waving to them both before she pressed a button on the phone.
"What's the surprise?" Castle asked when the screen had gone black and she'd turned off her phone.
"I'm not sure yet," Beckett said simply. "It depends on how things go tomorrow."
"Speaking of that, has Ryan contacted you at all?" Castle asked.
"No, and by now he's likely left the station," Beckett said, looking at the time. "But if we get anything I'm sure I'll be getting a call tomorrow."
"Okay," Castle said simply. "By the way, how is your milkshake?"
"You can tell Julia you got me a good one," Beckett said simply with a wry smile on her face. "It's pretty good. But now you reminded me of something I needed to tell you. I called my dad coming back here to extend your invitation to the beach house."
"And did he agree?" Castle asked interestedly.
"He did, though he's not the biggest beach person," Beckett said. "He thought Julia would want him to go though, since we talked about setting up a room for him."
"Even if we hadn't she would, she does love her grandfather," Castle pointed out. When she nodded he asked, "How was it?" since by then they'd finished eating.
"Very nice, as it always is," Beckett said simply. "Yours too I'm assuming, you didn't leave much in the way of crumbs."
"I never do," Castle said simply. "So, think you can wait here for me for a second?"
"Sure," Beckett said, a little startled at that as she watched him go. She stood up again and walked over to the edge, looking out at what she could see of the buildings taller than Castle's. She glanced down for a moment before hearing steps coming up to her. "You bought a trumpet?" she teased him by guessing what was in the long case.
"I don't think a trumpet would be too small for this box," Castle said simply.
"I meant those old ones," Beckett said.
"Sure, why not?" Castle said. He laughed slightly when Beckett pushed at him and set the case down on the cleared table. "No, this is a gift for all of us. You know how Julia's been so interested in watching Cosmos? By the way, I was right you know."
"Yes, and stop saying you know," Beckett said, rolling her eyes as they'd discussed letting their daughter watch the show before deciding to.
"Okay, so what's in here is…" Castle said before he raised the lid, and let her see inside.
"A telescope?" Beckett asked, slightly surprised, but not as much as she would have been had he not mentioned the show.
"I thought she'd enjoy getting to look at the stars, and," Castle began, taking it out and setting up the tripod that came with it. "You would like another one too."
"When did you talk to my dad?" Beckett asked in amusement.
"A while ago, before we got sick," Castle said. "I was going to give you this, this past weekend, but you weren't feeling that good, so held out until now." He put the magnifying lens inside the eye piece and said, "And you know, I had a feeling you hadn't always wanted to argue a case in front of the Supreme Court."
"The subject never really came up in conversation, but tell me what he told you," Beckett said, looking through the eyepiece first.
"Just that you loved to do this," Castle said. "I'm not kidding," he said quickly when she looked at him, seeming to be startled.
"He said I would explain it better?" Beckett asked with a slight smile. When he nodded she looked at the telescope and said, "I was about seven, so still young. My dad and I watched a space shuttle launch and that night I started looking up at the stars. I begged my parents for a telescope and the next time we left the city; which was that summer; I looked at the stars for the first time without the heavy light pollution that the city has. And I told them the next day, I was going to be an astronaut and see the stars close enough to touch them; not knowing of course what the stars were yet."
Smiling at the nostalgic expression on his fiancée's face, Castle said, "I said the same thing to my mom when I was eight."
"Really?" Beckett asked, stepping back so he could take a turn.
"Well, not the touch the stars part, I'd figured that out. But I had seen a repeat of some of the original Cosmos episodes; the ones with Carl Sagan. And it kind of blew my mind what there might be," Castle explained. "I told my mom, that I was going to go out into space and see the planets there might be besides the ones here in the solar system. And meet the aliens there."
"I was waiting for that," Beckett said with a smile. "So I wonder if Julia's picking that up from us both."
"Her love of astronomy?" Castle asked. When she nodded he pressed his lips together for a moment and then bent over slightly to look through the eyepiece of the telescope. Jumping when he felt her slap to his back, he stood up and said with a slight sigh, "What if it's also because of the fact she probably didn't really see the sky at night."
"I know," Beckett said. She smiled when he looked at her in surprise and said, "I had thought of that already, it's why she loves being outside. And why she doesn't like to go to school."
"We're not always outside though," Castle pointed out to her. "But I'm guessing it's because she's with people she loves and she feels safe."
"Yes, and are you finished? I wanted to try another angle," Beckett asked.
"Where?" Castle said, stepping out of the way to let her turn it slightly to their right. "Oh, thought you were going to point it down."
"I really down want to see what they're doing again," Beckett commented, not pulling away from the telescope. "Especially if it ended up being that."
Castle had to fight his laughter at her comment, remembering how she'd been the one to see the people in the apartment directly across from his bedroom having sex against the window. "They have to know we could have seen them, and yet no blinds," he said as she was stepping back.
"At least they have curtains, though why they couldn't have had them in place before they started…" Beckett began before trailing off as he looked through the eyepiece. She noticed then that he was playfully tilting the telescope down and she said, "You keep watching them I think I'm going to have to start feeling a little jealous," smirking when he immediately stood and pulled the telescope up with him at the same time.
"I don't think you need to be," Castle said, eying her from head to toe. "You know you surprised me when you walked inside Le Circe earlier."
"Lanie was almost going to put me into the dress I wore for Valentine's Day," Beckett commented, smiling when she heard his sharp intake of air. "But I declined on that one. It's easier to get out of this dress." She wasn't at all surprised when Castle jerked slightly, the telescope pointing down again. "You know, watching you with that I might get the wrong idea," she teased him.
"It's not a metaphor, it's you driving me insane," Castle said, pointing the telescope up to the sky. "So, do you like it?"
"I do, and it's nice even here in the city. I can't wait to take it to the beach house," Beckett said.
"And show Julia, we'll do it tomorrow night after dinner if it doesn't rain like they said," Castle said.
"I hope not," Beckett said. "You know she's not the biggest fan of thunder."
"She doesn't seem to mind lightning," Castle said as she sat down while he dismantled the telescope.
"I think it's because it's light," Beckett replied with a slight shrug. "Who knows? I was the same when I was kid myself."
"Definitely her mother's daughter then," Castle said.
Beckett smiled slightly at that before he was putting the table and chairs back where they normally were. She stood by the door back into the building, holding the telescope in its case for him until he came over to her.
As they were heading back down to his floor he asked, "Nothing from Ryan?"
"Still nothing, don't ask the rest of the night," Beckett said. They left the elevator and walked down the hall to his loft and she said, "A new family moved in."
"I was going to ask you," Castle said. "And?"
"Two boys," Beckett said. "And at least ten and nine, but I should have remembered we're not going to be there much longer," she said as he unlocked the door and let her step in first. "Since we're going to be-"
"Hello Mother, I thought you had plans tonight," Castle said quickly, cutting her off before she said anything else.
"I do, I'm about to leave right now," Martha said, coming down the stairs. "I'm going to guess things went well with your little game of subterfuge at Le Circe?"
"Pretty well, we'll have to see the result of all this tomorrow," Castle replied.
"And I think it's sweet of you Richard," Martha said.
"What is?" Castle asked, looking at his fiancée who shrugged in response.
"Serenading Kate with a trumpet after dinner," Martha replied.
Watching Beckett walk over to the kitchen, her hand over her mouth to hold in her laughter, Castle shook his head and said, "It's a telescope Mother."
"Julia will love that, though I'm guessing you two tried it out first?" Martha asked.
"It's for all of us," Beckett said. "We're taking it to the Hamptons for the Fourth of July."
"She really will love it," Martha said, nodding. "Now, I must go, but you two have a wonderful rest of the night, I will likely be staying over at Nadine's, she's invited me out to a champagne breakfast at Tavern on the Green."
"I thought that was just weekends? And isn't it brunch?" Castle asked.
"They're starting this now for tourists, we're eager to try it out and see if it's worth it," Martha said. "I'll see you tomorrow, goodnight Richard, Kate."
"Night Martha, enjoy the play," Beckett called from the kitchen. When Castle had locked the door after his mother had left, she went over to him with two glasses of ice water in her hands and said, "So we have the place to ourselves don't we?"
"We do. I'm wondering by the tone of your voice what exactly that means," Castle commented. "A little afraid if it's good or bad."
"And how would it benefit me if it was bad?" Beckett asked. "I do anything to you; I'm going to have to take over on my own."
"Yeah, you told me once you could do that," Castle commented as he took their glasses to set them down on the table. "So I guess it could happen."
"Then you seem to forget I don't usually do that that often. I could, but I don't," Beckett pointed out to him, stepping back against the door as he walked up to her. She bit her lower lip as she could see his eyes were staring at her intently, and she closed her eyes as he reached up, cupping her cheeks.
"We could do this two ways," Castle whispered, his lips brushing against hers. He was a little dismayed when she didn't open her eyes to look at him, so he whispered heatedly, "Look at me love."
Her eyes flying open at that, Beckett breathed out a little roughly as she'd completely forgotten their conversation about him calling her that. Looking into his eyes she wasn't surprised to see his blue eyes darkening, and a tremble traveled over her entire body. He leaned down slightly to kiss her exposed right shoulder, and she watched him go to the end of it, flicking his tongue out against her skin. "We…" she started to say.
"One of two ways," Castle reminded her, not wanting to keep her from answering, but forgetting she needed to when he gave in to what he'd been thinking of doing all night since he'd seen her walk into Le Circe. "It's up to you."
"Us, it's us Rick," Beckett said, his lips back against hers. "I… I think I want both. I want it all," she said, ending on a moan as he leaned down suddenly to suck on the junction of her collarbone and shoulder. She stroked the back of his head and took his lips as they crushed hers in a rough, passionate kiss, nearly screaming in relief since she'd wanted him to do that for a while.
Pulling Beckett off the door a little so he could wrap his arms around her tightly, Castle plunged his tongue into her mouth, and realized very quickly how exactly she wanted things to go. Luckily it coincided with what he wanted, so he swiftly broke off the kiss before he could pull her to the bed and start without any kind of prelude. Breathing heavily, he looked into her eyes deeply and licked his lower lip before saying, "We should, slow down a little."
"Are you sure, as tense as your body is, you're going to snap at some point," Beckett said, though she was going through the same thing herself.
"Yeah, come here," Castle said, letting her go to take her by the hand. He pulled her over to his room, closing both doors. Turning to her he said, "I was really close to just throwing you on the bed."
"You could have done that," Beckett said simply though she could feel her cheeks heating up momentarily at what she was asking him to do though she wasn't asking directly.
"You…" Castle started to say, his hands freezing in mid-air. He tried to recover before saying, "Then can I?" At his fiancée's nod, he reached behind her, taking out the pins holding up the bun her hair was in, watching as it eventually fell to her shoulders. As soon as the last pin was tossed onto his dresser, he was pulling her to him, arms wrapped tightly around her before their lips met. He kept that kiss very simple, gentle, before he pulled back to descend to her shoulder and neck. He heard the soft sigh she made as he brushed his lips across her skin, shuddering a little at how soft it was.
Pulling him up to look at her, Beckett whispered, "I was serious."
Not doubting her, Castle shook his head before she stopped him and he grabbed her hands that were on his cheeks. "I push you that much," he stated.
Nodding; and relieved he hadn't asked since it meant he went through the same thing with her; Beckett leaned in closer to him and kissed him as a distraction before reaching in between them to grab at his crotch a little roughly.
Jerking against her, Castle broke off the kiss before he wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her to the bed where he sat down on the edge as soon as his legs hit it. He wasn't really shocked that she immediately straddled him; but what did were her hands scrambling for the fly of his trousers. He helped her, and then lifted her skirt a little, not bothering to waste time undressing her since she wasn't. It was then he got another shock, more so than how forceful she had been up until that point. "Your… how long have you been like that?" he asked, nearly wheezing the question out.
"Through dinner," Beckett said, watching him closely since it wasn't something she'd done before. "It's an interesting feeling knowing you're completely naked under your clothes."
"Yeah, I'll bet. So… when did you do this?" Castle asked.
"I got back before you did," Beckett reminded him. At his shudder she took his rough kiss, and her skirt fell out of his hands, covering the lower half of her naked body again before their hands fumbled a little together to get him inside of her. As soon as he was set, she wrapped her arms around him tightly, kissing him deeply before she began to move. It was then she remembered something, and she turned her head to the side to speak as he kissed wildly at her cheek. "My shoes…"
"They're fine," Castle said before leading her back to his lips. As they were busy dueling a little inside first her mouth and then his with their tongues, he moved his hands to her back, pulling down the zipper. His fingers slipped underneath the shoulders of her dress, and he trailed them down her skin, feeling her jerk slightly against him in response. "Kate…" he whispered as she had pulled away enough to stop him from going back up and getting the top of her dress off her, his voice full of annoyance.
Stopping quickly, Beckett leaned over and cupped his face in her hands before she brushed her lips against his. "You know you've given me control," she said simply, feeling his hands clutching at the small of her back.
"I just want…" Castle started to say before he trailed off. "Right, control. Just let me…" he began before he slipped his hands under her dress to touch her bare back. Grunting slightly when she suddenly began to move again, he held her tightly as she kissed him at the same time, and was soon fighting with her tongue in between their lips. But he finally pushed her tongue slowly back into her mouth, his fingertips digging into her skin. He wasn't sure how long they were like that, kissing hard before parting for the quickest gasp of air they could manage and crushing their mouths together again, but finally he snapped.
Though she hadn't really wanted it to happen like that, Beckett complied as Castle's hands were jerking her dress down her shoulders. She was able to get back into control though, by reaching up with her arms and trapping her bodice where it was. She watched him as he parted from her to see what she was doing, and she felt a slight tremor rush through her, her heart racing at the intense look in his eyes. She had slowed down her thrusts on him as they were staring at each other, and she suddenly tilted her hips more towards him, making her clit brush against his skin as she rocked down on him.
Hearing her gasp at that, Castle reached up and tried to get the rest of the dress off her, but had no luck, her grip was tight. "Please," he begged, not caring that he was. "Let me see you Kate, I need to see you."
A little shocked at the tone of his voice; since he sounded desperate; Becket used the fingertips of her right hand and brushed against the bottom of his chin to bring him up to her. She kissed him, slowly, sensuously to get his mind off the matter of her dress. She wasn't surprised when he quickly took to the kiss, wrapping his arms around her, his hands sliding under her dress again. She shivered briefly at the feeling of his warm palms sliding over her skin loudly in the room, and moved a little faster, feeling him starting to do the same. When they pulled apart after the second kiss, she could see looking into his eyes that he'd calmed down some, so she lowered her arms.
Breathing in, Castle was almost about to ask if she was serious, when he decided not to push it. Hurriedly but as gently as he could, he pulled the top of the dress the rest of the way down, staring at her as her breasts were soon exposed. The bodice down around her waist, he threw his arms around her tightly, pulling her flush against his chest as they both started to groan at the sensation. A brief moment later, he could feel her moving faster against him, and they breathed out harder as he was quick to follow suit. He went to her neck, kissing it and nipping at it gently before he moved down to her shoulder, but as he was getting closer to the end of it he couldn't take it anymore, and he moved.
Sliding her fingers through his hair, Beckett looked on as Castle's mouth gently proceeded to suckle at her right breast, feeling his hand coming up to cup the other. She stroked his hair, biting at her lower lip as she found she wasn't going to stop moaning any other way. She wasn't really sure how he was able to stay where he was since she was moving pretty quickly on him, but a second after that thought went through her mind, she moved too hard and moved him as well. "Sorry," she breathed out, though had to wonder if she was apologizing to him or herself for that.
"No, just… let me," Castle said, trying to recover. He reached for the skirt of her dress, and pulling it up felt her pushing on his jacket. He was a little startled, forgetting that he'd still had that on. He paused to help her get it off him, and then grabbed hold of her hips as she began to unbutton his shirt. Guiding her movements then, he wasn't surprised when she was able to quickly pick up what he wanted her to try and do and he then pulled the skirt behind her as far as it would go, so he could see their bodies pressing together. Shuddering at the sight of her against him, he couldn't help but reach down and press his hand against the mound in between her legs, not caring it was getting crushed between them.
After letting him do that for a few more seconds, Beckett took his hand, making it cup her left breast. She looked on as she bit at her lower lip while his head bowed, pressing his lips around her nipple and then flicking his tongue out to it. "Wait," she breathed as he pulled away. When he looked up at her knowingly, she was relieved to not see an expression on his face that would have accompanied a smart ass remark, instead understanding. And if she wasn't mistaking in the little time she'd had to look into his eyes, she could have sworn he was grateful at her unasked question. But she was soon distracted by his lips and tongue again, and she closed her eyes as tightly as she could, trying to concentrate on everything at once. She was trying to move so he would be able to continue, but with her hips moving the way they were and her legs spread as wide as they were around him, she could feel him deep inside of her, making her clutch at the back of his shirt a little desperately as her nails dug into his back through it trying desperately to keep from going crazy. When he finally took her breast with his mouth, she nearly felt like yelling in the relief that brought, as he'd been teasing both breasts. But the feeling of them moving together overrode that, and she just tried to keep tight control on herself for a little longer.
Once he'd drifted over to her right breast, Castle spent a little time there before pulling back. He paused to brush his lips over her scar and then moved up to her lips, kissing her deeply and was relieved when she responded quickly in turn. When they parted to breathe, he went to her ear, nipping slightly at the lobe before he slid down the side of her neck, nibbling here and there until he was at her pulse. He pressed swift, short kisses; more like pecks of his lips; to the racing rhythm beating underneath the silky skin. He felt her grasping at him tightly, and he felt like telling her he was unlikely going to get tired of her, every bit of her was a rhythm, her pulse, the cadence of her voice, when she walked, her laugh. It all culminated at various times into a different song that fed him, fed his soul; though he knew he probably wouldn't be able to explain that to her and how exactly that worked. And there was one last rhythm she had, he was always going to crave, and desire as he was at that exact moment as her pulse where they were joined together was different from everything else, reaching in between them again, but that time going directly to her clit.
Breathing hard as she felt the way Castle's fingers were working around her, Beckett tried to look down at them, to see, but was unable to with her dress still stuck at her waist. She suddenly stopped, making her fiancé stop abruptly as well, and started tugging at the black fabric, pulling him up. "Help me," she said a little hoarsely to Castle as he watched her in slight shock.
Shaking himself, he quickly did as she asked, but he leaned back a little to watch her dress catch her breasts. Swallowing the sudden rush of his mouth watering at the sight, Castle reached up and cupped her mounds before Beckett tossed the dress to the floor. When she started to move again, he followed her as fast as he could, and they were soon moving together roughly, their hips slamming together. "Here," he said, wrapping his arm around her for support then.
Once she was leaning back against him, Beckett watched as Castle's hand reached in between them again, and began to almost play with her clit. By then she was beyond aroused, and his fingertips slipped over her skin, making her gasp as she could see his hand moving before he suddenly pulled it back. A sound of protest left her mouth, but it soon stopped, as he was suddenly stroking her swollen nub with one finger. She could just barely see it, and the resulting rush of fire that coursed through her left her little time, but she just managed to throw off his hand and sit up, clutching at him tightly before she broke, her back going rigid in the instant before her orgasm shot through her body.
Holding onto Beckett as hard as he could, Castle was joining her, unable to really resist the sensation of her body trying to bring him with her. He yelled her name once, shortly, as she'd yelled his a moment before, and held the small of her back to try and keep her moving. But finally they had to stop, their bodies spent and trembling a little, still at the edge of the bed. "So…" he started to say.
"I know, we… we were just together last night," Beckett said, saying that to see what he would say.
"Then don't go around naked under your dress," Castle said teasingly before she stood up in front of him. "But… you wouldn't do that out in public would you?"
"I've only ever done it when I knew it was just us," Beckett said with a smile, wondering if he remembered the last time she'd been naked under something, it'd been her first time at the beach house.
"Eventually we'll go skinny dipping," Castle commented as she helped him with his shirt. He toed off his shoes before glancing at hers, and then used the excuse of putting the dark blue shirt on his dresser to watch her as she picked up her dress and tossed it over at the armchair next to her side of the bed. "Nice," he commented, discarding the rest of his clothes swiftly as she was turned away from him still, running her fingers through her hair and making him shudder at the sight.
As she was putting her left knee onto the end of the bed, Beckett felt her fiancé's fingers sliding around her waist and she turned to him, surprised when he whispered huskily into her ear, "Put down your leg," which she quickly did. She bit her lower lip as he kissed at her neck and shoulders again, brushing her hair over to her left shoulder to get it out of the way. He stepped up a little closer to her, and she exhaled deeply as she could feel something while he'd been watching her had gotten his interest. She was distracted from her thoughts suddenly when he started to bend his knees, and took her with him. She was going to try and get them up to get on the bed, or at the very least get her heels off; which were still on; but he stopped her, taking her hand in his and pulling it back.
Castle let out a huff of air against her shoulder as they touched his erection, and he was quick to focus before he forgot why he had them on their knees against the end of the bed. With a little of her help; both manually and her leaning against the bed slightly; he was soon sliding into her, breathing out in pleasure as he could tell she hadn't really been immune to what he'd done to get them where they were. Her little cry shook him, but he recovered from the sudden, sharp blast of pleasure, and he began to thrust against her before he leaned against her shoulder, whispering into her ear, "You need to tell me if you want me to."
Biting her lip, Beckett chose not to reply to that right away, waiting. She took a sharp breath of air when she felt her fiancé's lips along the back of her shoulder, and when his tongue flicked out here and there on her; she turned her head to him. They were able to share a deep kiss, and when they'd finally pulled apart she murmured, "I want you to fuck me Rick."
That was all he needed, and Castle began to move, ignoring the sharp, sudden pang in his knee. He kissed at her wildly; whatever he could reach; to try and distract himself from the pain. Luckily she was reaching back to him, pressing her hand to his cheek and he took her lips as he reached up in between them, gently grasping at her breast while his other hand was pressed firmly against her abdomen. They eventually had to part to breathe, but that just gave him the chance to get an idea. He pushed her until the front of her body was against the bed, and he reached down in front of her with one hand, relieved he could still get to it.
Tensing momentarily as Castle's fingers were rubbing around her clit, Beckett moaned as he sent a heavy spark through her with each pass. She moved back against him a little harder, suddenly noticing the loud smack the sound of their hips meeting together made. They looked at each other then, and she was almost breathless with the expression on his face; his normally blue eyes darkened so deeply by desire she knew he could easily hurt her if he wanted to. But she hoped he realized that that was why she was with him; he could choose to but he didn't. He could hit her, slap her, but instead ran his hand from her thigh to her sex, fingers blazing trails that made her literally burn. He could bite her, but he only nipped at her skin, swift enough to send the same sharp pleasure that his touch did through her, but never enough to hurt. He was moving in her roughly and hard but always with her direct demand. It was why she was with him, why she was moving with him, taking what he was giving her and making sure she reciprocated; only hoping they were as even as they could be with that.
Moving his hand up to the bed, Castle took hers, and spread their arms wide, making her grasp the very edge of the bed. He moved a little harder then, as he gained some extra leverage with that, hissing under his breath at her moans every time he literally rammed inside of her. He bent his head to her neck, kissing at it a few times before he slid his lips over her shoulder. He was breathing roughly, watching her closely as he bit at the end of her shoulder. Not hard enough to hurt, but enough to let her know what he was doing. Her slight jerk at that sent off a responding grunt as it was so abrupt, but he didn't stop, instead moving up slightly to move her hair out of the way and crush her lips with his as soon as she'd turned her head.
Wanting to reach back to touch him as their tongues met slightly, Beckett found he was holding her in place. She had no problem with it, as he was squeezing her hands in time with his pace he'd set. She wasn't sure if it was a little weird that she was finding the motion erotic, but decided not to question it when he pulled away, surprised when he slowed down slightly. "Castle," she breathed.
"Yes?" he asked, his own breath speaking.
"Hold me," was all that Beckett said. She wasn't too sure if he was going to understand what she meant by that, but he let go of her hands, and his arms were wrapping around her completely. She moaned again, that time in response to them crushed together making it hard for them both to move all that much, but neither of them really attempting to stop. She bit her lower lip as he had crossed his arms over her, clutching at her hips, and she felt his hands stroking her skin carefully, in sharp contrast to his movements inside her. It was then he drifted up to her ear, and began to whisper to her, making her go rigid for a moment before looking back at him. "You can't see me," she warned him though she was already starting to comply.
"I can," Castle shot back. "Though it's… up to you… to you if you do it love."
Gritting her teeth at his use of his endearment for her, knowing it was meant to "help" her in her decision. But since she'd already decided when he'd asked, she merely reached up, cupping her breasts. "Like that?" she asked.
Castle didn't reply, instead burying his lips into her shoulder before he raised his head enough to whisper, "Now just caress them."
Swallowing hard, as she knew what that was going to do to her; and what she knew he'd planned for; Beckett did as he asked, caressing her mounds, biting the side of her mouth a little hard in response to what was going through her. She was still moving with him, still meeting each thrust he made. She was feeling a great deal of pleasure and with the extra stimulation that added, she had to stop. "It's not enough," she said simply in explanation, taking his hands off her waist and replacing hers with his. She shook her hair back over her left shoulder, watching as his fingers seemed to sink into her skin as they passed over her breasts. "Rick…" she moaned.
"Damn it Kate," Castle groaned, a little shocked at her tone of voice saying his name. He kissed her neck before she turned her head to him, and as they kissed ardently, he picked up the pace a little, feeling her responding in turn easily. He moved from her chest to between her legs, and stroked at her clit in an unhurried rhythm, wanting to push her over the edge.
It took little time for him to be able to do that, and Beckett was soon arching her back roughly before she froze for a quick second. She thought she cried out his name, but it disappeared with the roaring in her ears, trying to control the pleasure she was experiencing. But that was a little useless, and she had no idea why she'd wanted to once her fiancé joined her, Castle yelling her name into the back of her head his face was pressed up against. She wasn't sure how long it took to stop, but once they had, she was slumped against the bed, her cheek pressed to the crisp, cool cover. "Is your knee hurting?" she asked when she felt a little recovered.
"Slightly," Castle finally admitted, the adrenaline rush of their orgasms dissipating and reminding him he wasn't quite able bodied to spend that much time; doing that much; with his knee to the floor, even with the rug underneath them. He wasn't surprised when Beckett made him get up, and he moved away from her carefully with a sigh of disappointment, before he helped her up onto the bed. Grabbing her feet, he pulled the buckles apart and each time a black heel was off, he pressed a few very short kisses along her skin. With her finally completely naked; except for her aquamarine jewelry and ring; he moved to lie on top of her as she'd propped herself up with pillows. "I know we need to get up early for the case. But what about just for one night?" he asked after they'd pulled apart.
Shaking her head, Beckett couldn't help but smile at the instant disappointment that appeared on her fiancé's face, and she told him, "Not just one night, that's not going to be enough."
"Then what will be?" Castle asked, kissing her quickly. He took her left hand as he spoke, entwining their fingers together and making the three diamonds compete in their brilliance before she lowered it and he looked to her for her answer.
"Always," Beckett said simply, not caring if that was cheesy as hell, it was what she was feeling in that moment. She didn't feel like she could get enough, with him it seemed like each time he was a different lover, something she had to learn; a challenge. And since she loved challenges, she was eager to see how many times he could make her work to know him so intimately in so many singular ways. She took his kiss at her reply, and slid her fingers through his hair, feeling him shuddering. At the same time, she felt something against her body, and pulled back abruptly. Breathing out heavily, she saw the opportunity to yet again try and see who he was going to be that time, and she felt her excitement coming to the forefront, as it hadn't yet faded completely. "Please," she begged him, their lips brushing together with that single word.
Castle didn't respond immediately and instead moved to her ear, whispering his request to her, watching her carefully to see her response. "If you don't want to-" he began, a little startled at her obvious surprise.
"No, I do, but what do you get out of it?" Beckett asked. "Doing it like that?"
"I'm wondering if I might… join you right before I manage to get you off," Castle said, pausing for a moment to think about how to not word that a little too crassly. He was startled when Beckett suddenly moved, and he looked back down at her, watching as she got onto her stomach. "So you're okay with that last request?" he asked.
"Putting myself in this position I'm pretty sure that's a yes," Beckett commented wryly as she let him tuck a couple pillows under her hips. "You haven't had too much luck though. It's not easy to find," she said to remind him he'd had some trouble before.
"You're lucky I'm patient, but this takes a lot of trust on your end," Castle said, moving so he could kiss her.
"And I know what you do when you manage to accomplish it, just… be careful," Beckett replied, smiling slightly up at him.
"I forgot… do you not want me to-" Castle said, suddenly remembering the four seasons case.
"I know you'll be careful," Beckett said simply. She sucked in a deep breath of air at his first touch, her folds swollen with all they'd done that night, and she looked back at him saying, "I'll still get off even without you finding it."
"I still want to," was all Castle said in reply. He moved to kiss her again, but kept that going as he slowly, gently slid his fingers inside of her once he was sure she was excited as she could be. Shuddering at the throb of her pulse against him, he began to slowly move back and forth at first, pulling back to both breathe and watch her closely to see her reaction to that, his own body reminding him quickly he wasn't immune to what he was doing and trying to accomplish.
Pressing her cheek harder into the pillow under her head, Beckett looked back over her shoulder at Castle, watching the look of concentration on his face. She could feel his searching fingers that hooked downward, and all of a sudden there was the sudden noise that sounded like a cross between a cry and a squeak of surprise.
Looking at his fiancée, Castle had to fight the smirk that was threatening to appear on his face and moved his fingers again, not surprised that that time a moan came out of her mouth. "So, I'm guessing it's enjoyable?" he asked, knowing he'd finally found what he'd been unable to manually before then.
"Yes!" Beckett said in half exasperation, half pleasure. She bit her lower lip, wondering how the hell she'd made that noise the first time he'd touched her g-spot, but was distracted as the rhythm of his fingers was speeding up. "Wait, stop," she said quickly. "Just…" she said, touching his arm. She was relieved when her fiancé quickly complied, and moved to straddle her body with his own. She nearly bit into her lip as he slid inside of her and wasn't surprised when he reached under her to press her mound with the palm of his hand, raising it up a little more. She nearly screamed his first few thrusts, but managed to hold them in. But as he continued, she knew she wasn't going to be able to last.
Sensing that, and guessing by the way she was thrusting back against him a little haphazardly, Castle slowed down until he stopped. "I'm still reaching it?" he asked, kissing the back of her right shoulder.
"Yeah," Beckett said, sounding breathless. "I don't know if you want to keep doing that, this will be over quick if you do."
"I know, and I want to point out to you that sound you made was the most erotic thing I've ever heard," Castle said. He kissed her shoulder again at her groan at that, and he moved carefully, slowly, one time. Her body's reaction was instant, and rough around him, and he exhaled against her skin hard.
"I think," Beckett began before biting at her lip a little hard. "I think you should start again."
"Me too," Castle said. But before he could do that, he took the chance he had, kissing her deeply though it wasn't exactly easy. He kept that up as long as he could, before pulling back finally, and starting to move, grunting a little as she reacted again; physically and verbally.
Clutching at the bed under her, Beckett kept her gaze behind her, watching her fiancé as he thrust against her, taking his time to get back to the speed he'd been at before stopping. But she soon had to close her eyes, and tightly, as he was making her feel wave after wave of pleasure; pure fire that made the sheets touching her skin almost too hot for her to be able to stand. Shifting her head on the pillow, she only felt a momentary cool pressure before it was scorching like her skin was. Before she could try and move again, she felt Castle suddenly shifting, pulling back so far she almost thought he was going to leave her. But instead he pulled up on her mound with his hand, and with his next thrust; more of a ramming motion; she was climaxing, and so roughly because of where he managed to hit reentering her, that she passed before she could comprehend she was doing.
There was no brief moment to enjoy his fiancée's orgasm, only the sudden explosion of pleasure that ran through his body as he followed her merely seconds later. He groaned her name once, and it was then he realized that she hadn't replied. Glancing down at her, he was a little shocked to see she seemed to have blacked out, and he became worried before she was suddenly gasping for air, calling his name as her eyes blinked furiously. He didn't stop though, thrusting rougher and faster, suddenly wanting to see her lose control that much again.
Though she felt a little drained with the force of her ecstasy, Beckett kept moving with him, feeling Castle's hand next to hers on the bed grabbing it tightly. She squeezed it back an instant before he pushed her the final bit over the edge she needed, and she cried out, "Oh god, I love you, Rick!"
"Love…" Castle groaned as he was with her again, very shortly after she'd begun. "I adore you," he groaned heavily, knowing he couldn't quite say he loved her along with his endearment for her. But he liked the sound of that better, and he watched her closely, seeing she hadn't really passed out, but she seemed to be struggling to keep herself from losing consciousness. He had no concept of time, no idea how long it took him before they were stopping, and he was careful helping her sit up before he was gathering her in his arms, kissing her as deeply as he could. "I love you," he said when they needed to breathe and had parted.
"I got that when you said you adored me," Beckett replied with a smile. "But thank you." She kissed him, feeling him holding her closer in response before she slipped her tongue into his mouth. When they needed to breathe she pressed her cheek to his before saying, "You've never done that to another woman."
"It never came to mind that I could," Castle said honestly. When she pulled back to look at him he quickly said, "I told you how I read into a woman's… well, that book about women's health back when I was fifteen."
"There's a part of me that's surprised you looked into it seriously and didn't just keep that book to look at the drawing of breasts," Beckett said wryly before she let go of him to lie down.
"I looked at it before," Castle said. "But I had this thought that even learning sex-ed back in sixth grade; I still wasn't sure what was going on for a woman." He shrugged and then said, "So to make it less of a mystery I did as much research that I could but that book and a couple of the others I read didn't really mention much about the g-spot. But by then I was already dating and forgot about it."
"What exactly made you decide to see if you could find mine?" Beckett asked. She had to smile as Castle looked up at the ceiling and she slapped his arm saying, "Porn?"
"No, not that," he said quickly. "I was looking at this modern version of the Kama Sutra…"
When he trailed off and looked at her Beckett said, "I'm still not sure about the more difficult positions."
"Neither am I, but you know, if we got one we could try some more out than the basics we've done already," Castle said. "But going back to what you asked, it mentioned one position that was really great, and that it was really beneficial for the woman in the preface."
"Is it how I just was laying?" Beckett asked. When Castle nodded she said, "Alright, then we'll have to find a copy of it, but I don't really want modern pictures, and we'd need to find a really good place to hide it."
"I'll see what I can find," Castle said. "But that page I saw was right, you fainted didn't you?" He wasn't too surprised when her cheeks flushed slightly before saying, "Have you ever experienced that before? La petite mort?"
"No," Beckett said simply. "I'm not kidding," she said when he looked at her. "Remember you asking if I'd had selfish lovers, unfortunately they tended to be in the majority. And I never really dated a guy that was as perverted as you." She was a little startled when he suddenly kissed her in response to that, and she wrapped her arms around him before he pulled back, making her make a slight sound in protest.
"You're going to marry me, not date me," Castle said seriously, looking into her eyes. When she nodded he brushed his lips across hers and murmured against her, "And if I wasn't as perverted as I am, you would not be having the best sex of your life- ow!" he hissed when she pinched him. "Come on, tell me I'm wrong."
"So long as you say the same," Beckett told him, rubbing his side she'd pinched.
"Oh, you should get the idea I'm having by far the best sex I've ever had," Castle said, going down to kiss around the hollow of her throat where her pendant was resting. "One of these times I'm going to pass out too, just need to make you work me up to it."
"Not now though," Beckett said, running her fingers through his hair on the back of his head. "It's pretty late, and do you really think you could?"
"Yeah," Castle said, having raised himself above her slightly. He glanced down her body and said, "Don't ask," when he looked up at her and saw the slightly questioning expression on her face. "I've asked my doctor, he's got no idea either, so I don't question it, I just enjoy it while I can."
Nodding, as she had wondered for a while at the fact his stamina was pretty healthy still, Beckett also questioned herself as to how she was the same, but it wasn't something she was overly concerned about. She sighed as he kissed her neck a few times saying, "Felt nice." When he looked at her she looked at him, smiling, as she said, "To forget the case for a while."
"I agree," Castle said, finally forcing himself to look at the clock on her nightstand. "But you're right, we should get some sleep," he said with a sigh as he saw the time. He leaned down then and kissed her deeply, not surprised when she immediately responded to him, and it soon slipped into a second, third and finally fourth passionate kiss before they seemed to force themselves apart for some much needed air.
"I love you Castle," Beckett said once they were settled, her cheek on his shoulder. She couldn't help smiling as she heard his, "I love you too Kate," as she could hear his half frustrated, half drained tone, and she pressed closer to his side. She wanted to thank him for focusing so intently on her the last time they'd made love, but felt he knew already. She kissed his collarbone and then relaxed; closing her eyes before she was surrendering to the pleasant exhaustion her satiety was bringing her to.
Running his hand lazily up and down her back, Castle closed his eyes. He was exhausted, but pleased with how the night had gone for them. He stilled his hand on the small of her back as the fatigue of their three times together began to take over faster than he'd expected, and holding Beckett tightly to him, he joined her in much needed rest.