A/N: So Sorry! I would tell my tale of woe but all that matters is the story so... here it is!
(I know the last chapter was kinda goofy. It was supposed to be... Just maybe not THAT goofy. I blame the cold meds!)
Kate flushed as she remembered the make-up sex.
All three bouts of it on top of all their other activities earlier in the night.
But even as exhausted as she was, she made it a point to use the upstairs bathroom from then on.
She didn't care what Castle said.
That thing was creepy.
But that was last night. Now...
...Now Rick was peeling off the tattered, old Green Lantern T-shirt that she had decided would be hers from now on; the feel of his fingers making her forget everything but him.
He tossed the shirt casually into a corner, running a hand over the swell of her buttock, making Kate press into him. Somewhere in the back of her head she made a note to retrieve what would now be her boxers from the kitchen floor.
Slowly, he walked around her, his hands wandering over her belly and back before grabbing two white, fluffy towels from a cabinet; throwing one over each of Boba Fett's arms.
"You gotta be kidding me!"
"What?"
Kate laughed. "And how much did that towel rack cost?"
Castle smiled charmingly. "It isn't the cost..." He looked into her eyes... loving the way they were slowly shifting from brown to green.
He felt something change... something vital.
"It's the personal value."
Beckett swallowed as the writer's fingers slid lower, trailing through the closely buzzed hair between her legs; making her writhe beneath him. "...and what is that... exactly?" She panted, using the tips of her fingers to slide the untied robe from off his shoulders.
It puddled to the floor, immediately forgotten.
"The level of importance that something holds in my life."
Kate tried not to smile. "And what level of importance does Mr. Fett there hold in your life?" She placed her hands on his hips, pulling him closer.
Rick's erection ground into her stomach, making them both groan. "He..." Castled swallowed hard when Kate ran her fingers through his hair and swiveled her pelvis into him roughly. "He cost a quarter of what this loft cost..." He panted as her tongue traveled down his neck, nipping firmly at his skin along the way; her hands sliding down to cup his perfect bubble ass.
God how she loved his ass!
"And he's tripled..." He dug his fingers into her hair, kissing her hard. "...tripled in value since then." Rick pulled her head up, looking directly at her. "And neither one of them means a damn thing to me... compared to you."
Kate stopped breathing; her heart aching painfully for a moment.
She had been on the receiving end of dozens of love pledges; ever since she had gone from gangly to gorgeous in the 7th grade.
She had never believed any of them.
Until now.
Richard Castle was rich, beautiful, charming... And he had already had her... numerous times.
And yet he was still here, whispering devotion in her ear; making her believe in all the things she had always thought only existed in fiction.
She tucked her head into his neck; biting at his pulse point to hide her tears as she whispered, "Why?"
Rick's laughter rumbled up from deep in his chest, making Kate shiver. "Are you serious?!"
Her answer was so soft it made his heart break. "Yes."
Rick pulled back slightly, turning her so that she was facing the mirror with him behind her. He stared into her eyes.
Curling his fingers, Castle ran his knuckles slowly down her cheek.
"You have skin... that is so soft... I could spend my life mapping it; first with my fingers, then with my tongue." He felt Kate's knees weaken and wrapped an arm around her belly, pulling her tightly against him. "You have smoky eyes that change from brown to green... green when you're happy." Rick laughed softly. "Dark brown for when I've pissed you off and should just stay home and write. But beautiful either way." His hands came up to her shoulders, stroking down softly before sliding over her breasts.
"...and your body..."
Kate smiled when she felt him tremble; but the smile turned into a soft 'oh' as Rick's hands slide down her sides and over the curve of her hips.
"Your body is breathtaking..." His voice was husky, his nose buried in her hair. He inhaled long and deep; his eyes rolling back as he tightened his grip. "Cherries. Still cherries." Castle swallowed, willing his body to calm down. He looked at Kate in the mirror. "But nothing...nothing compares to your heart, your compassion, and your intellect. Most women... I can barely fill a dinner's worth of conversation with." He kissed her lightly on the neck. "I could talk with you forever... with the added bonus of you being the most beautiful, amazing creature I have ever met.
Beckett stared directly into his eyes and saw nothing but honesty. Laughing softly, she nodded. "So... how 'bout that shower?"
Rick smiled, taking her hand and leading her to the first glass door; opening it gallantly. "After you."
Kate smiled and stepped inside. The first area was the actual shower; two sides lined with teak benches that looked incredibly comfortable. She walked to the far glass door, looking longingly at the huge bathtub.
"We'll get to it." Castle came up behind her, wrapping both his arms around her stomach. "Trust me."
She glanced up at the ceiling. "How does that work anyway?"
He smiled. "What's your favorite color?"
"I'm sorry?"
"What is your favorite color?"
Beckett looked directly into his eyes. "Blue."
Rick smiled, going to a small glass panel in the wall. He pressed the screen a few times and brightly lit blue water poured out of the spigot in the ceiling; the shape and depth of the tub keeping it from splashing onto the floor.
"That's amazing." She smiled widely. She noticed another door past the bathing room. "What's that?"
Castle followed her line of sight. "Steam room."
"Damn, Castle."
He smiled at her. "So, do you like your showers scalding, tepid, or somewhere in between?"
"How about just hot, Castle?"
He fiddled with the panel again and a moment later, perfectly heated water shot out from the jets on all sides of them.
"Oh my god." Kate groaned as the pulsating streams thudded against her sore muscles. "This is amazing..." She bent down slightly. "Does make it a bit hard to wash your hair though."
Rick smiled. "Ever been to the rain forest?" He hit another button on the panel and pointed up.
Becket glanced up; her mouth falling open at the hundreds of blue colored lights in the brushed chrome ceiling. Big, fat drops of rain began falling on her upturned face as the side jets turned into misters. She laughed in delight.
"This thing has settings for any climate you can imagine. But I think this is what you were looking for." He tapped the screen again and the water changed to streams both top and sides. Hot streams of heavenly pulsating water.
Kate walked towards him, wrapping him up in her arms and kissing him deeply.
He pushed her backwards until she was pressed against the tile of the shower wall.
Beckett gasped when he pressed into her. He was so hard.
She went to reach for him but Rick stepped back; placing a hand between her breasts to hold her in place.
"Wha..." Kate looked up at him, eyes unfocused.
"Let me take care of you." Rick whispered.
Her nod was almost imperceptible but he saw it. Tilting her head back, he ran his fingers through her hair; making sure it was thoroughly wet, loving the feel of it. He grabbed his shampoo, putting a liberal amount in one hand before burying both of them in her hair. "You need to tell me what you ordinarily use." Castle's voice was low, almost a growl as he worked the lather into the length of Kate's hair before slowly massaging her scalp. "So I can keep some here." He leaned in close and breathed deeply. "At least I can still smell you..."
She laughed. "Is that a good thing?"
"Always."
The writer tilted her head back, carefully rinsing the suds from her hair and face. He picked up a bar of soap from the row of three in the wall, lathering up his hands and gently cleaning her face and neck, being careful around her eyes and ears. He rinsed her face with just as much care.
Rick picked up a washcloth before grabbing the next bar of soap; building up a heavy lather before running it all over Kate's body.
Everywhere but where she wanted him.
"Turn around."
The words were said softly, almost reverently and Kate felt herself shudder as she turned to face the wall, placing her palms against it.
Castle started at her shoulders, running the cloth over every inch of her skin from her shoulder blades to her feet.
Then his hands disappeared and Kate sensed him reaching for the last bar of soap. She heard him lathering up...
...and then he was there... between her legs, touching her softly, intent on taking care of her.
But his intentions weren't the hard part.
The slickness flowing over his fingers was.
Kate groaned and pushed back against him, feeling the length of him slide through the soap between her ass cheeks.
"Rick..." She panted, almost unable to breathe.
Castle pressed into her and Kate braced herself against the wall. But after grinding against her for a few moments, Rick stopped; dropping his head onto her shoulder.
With a small sigh he slid his hands to her waist, turning her around.
Leaning forward, he touched their foreheads together.
"As... exquisite as it is to take you from behind..." He slid his hand around the back of her neck, gripping it tightly. His eyes darkened. "I want to look at you... I want to see you when I hit that spot... the one that makes you stop thinking. The one that makes your hips writhe and lips scream my name..."
Kate slid her arms around his neck, her mouth closing on his... hard. She bit his lower lip; tasting blood. She felt Castle lift her legs around his waist; felt the hard, hot length of him slide through her wetness and she whimpered.
Walking backwards, his lips never leaving hers, Rick felt the backs of his knees hit one of the benches and sank down, pulling her with him.
"Castle..."
Her voice was low... dangerous. He knew she would have no time or patience for foreplay. She wanted what she wanted.
And she wanted it now.
Rising onto her knees, Kate reached down and took hold of him firmly, making him groan. Pressing the head of his erection into her opening, Beckett slid down firmly, a low keening escaping her lips as he filled her completely.
Castle closed his eyes and surrendered to the ecstasy of having Katherine Becket wrapped around him. He gripped her hips fiercely, his eyes piercing her's as he began to move, thrusting into her slow and hard as his mouth claimed one of her nipples.
Kate closed her eyes and turned her face up; the incredible pleasure between her legs making the soft water pouring down over her even more enjoyable.
"Kate..." Castle leaned forward slightly, giving himself more leverage; feeling himself thrust into her even deeper.
"CASTLE!" Beckett's movements became more erratic and Rick felt her inner muscles start to flutter.
"Wait..." He whispered breathlessly, his hips pistoning up as his hands pulled down. He felt the tingle at the base of his spine... the heat that traveled through his veins more than he could bear. "Fuck!"
Castle pumped into her three more times before he felt her tighten like a vise around him.
It was more than he could handle.
He came instantly; pouring himself into her as she screamed out his name.
Kate continued to tremble, the vibrations almost more than he could bear.
Then she fell forward, her heart pounding so hard in her chest that it was all she could hear.
"Jesus..." She whispered. "How can it get better every time?"
Rick ran his fingers through the wetness of her hair. "Because it's us."
"Okay..." Castle tied the belt of his robe as he came up behind her, crowding her and staring into her eyes in the mirror. He pulled a piece of paper from one pocket. "So that's the couch, the kitchen counter, my bed, the shower, New York and California."
Beckett smirked at him. "How many states do you have on that list?"
Castle blinked.
"All of them."
Kate laughed. "Let me see."
"No!"
"Why not?"
"Because then some of the mystery will be gone!"
She reached through his robe and grabbed him.
Not painfully...
Just... firmly.
His eyes closed, his hands clenching before going slack.
The paper fell to the floor.
"You know..." Rick ran his fingers through her hair, reveling in the silky wetness. "I call shenanigans!"
Kate released him and grabbed up the crumpled piece of paper.
She unfolded it slowly as he kissed his way down her neck...
...then she grabbed him by the ear; squeezing it hard.
"CASTLE?" Her eyebrows almost crawled off her forehead. "Why does number twelve say Me, Kate and Boba?"
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