Sex
Castle had arranged for the kids to have a sleepover with Sarah Grace. It was just them. So Castle helped his wife around so she didn't have to use her crutches. Their nightly glass of wine was out of the question since Beckett had been on pain killers for her knee.
The next best option was a shower or bath together. Beckett didn't protest at all. They ended up taking a bubble bath together. That was where the foreplay began. Like the bath the foreplay didn't last long. The duo got out the tub. Castle definitely loved the view before him as he helped Beckett out of the tub and wrapped her in a towel. Of course a memory popped into Castle's mind.
"You're alive. Whoa. And you're naked."
"Castle, turn around."
"You know, your apartment is on fire. Now might not be the best time for modesty."
"Castle, hand me a towel."
"Your towels are on fire."
"Well, what about the bathrobe?"
"The…Do you have anything to wear that's nonflammable?"
"Castle!"
"Sorry."
"Give me your jacket."
"Okay, okay."
"Don't look."
"I'm not."
"Don't look."
"I'm no…not looking!"
"Okay."
"Alright?"
"Yeah. Okay. I dove into the tub just as it blew."
Beckett knew what Castle remembered and she smiled.
"At least I don't have to turn away now." Castle joked.
Beckett just smiled again.
The duo then made their way to the bedroom where thing got heated even more than they were in the bathroom.
Minutes turned into hours and the duo finally fell asleep in the early morning hours.
"So much better than deep fried twinkie sex." Castle muttered.
"It better damn well be." Beckett responded.
After that they slept until mid afternoon.