Temptress
Castle was just relaxing in the loft with the kids one day when Beckett got his attention. Beckett had just walked in from their bedroom; the kids were watching a movie. The sight of Beckett in tight skinny jeans and a low cut blouse had definitely caught Castle's eye to the point where little Castle began to rise up. Beckett noticed almost immediately and she gave her husband her look. Castle mouthed that he couldn't help himself. Which Beckett understood; she had always been the kryptonite to Castle's Superman. So Beckett had to think quickly.
"Kids; why don't you take the movie and a few others over to Grams' loft to watch with her?"
"Okay."
Johanna Martha stopped the movie that they were watching and took it out. The younger three picked out the other movies. Shortly after that Beckett watched the kids head over to her mother in law's loft. Martha shared a knowing look with Beckett as the kids rushed inside.
"Thank- you Martha."
"Your welcome kiddo."
The women shared a smile.
"Don't do anything I wouldn't do." Martha said.
"That's a short list." Castle chimed in.
"Watch it; Richard."
With that both doors were closed.
"Nice move; sending the kids over to mother's."
"Well something had to be done since you had an uprising going on."
"So are we playing strip poker before hand?" Castle asked.
Beckett's mind jumped in a memory reprieve.
"Hey. So um… where's your mom?"
"Uh, she and Alexis went to dinner and a midnight sing-along of Grease. Why?"
"'Cause. I'm ready for a rematch."
"Why did you do that?"
"New game. Poker."
"You want to play poker against me?"
"Strip poker."
"I'll deal."
"Your bet."
"I think I'm going to go all in."
"Me too. But all I have left to bet with is this shirt."
"I'll take that bet. What've you got?"
"Who cares?"
"This is so much better than Scrabble."
"Yeah."
Well Kate; strip poker?"
"I don't think you or little Castle can wait that long; babe."
With that Beckett wasted no time; she straddled her husband and the foreplay began.