Well hi there Casketeers! After my little foray into an S3'ish Caskett Halloween, I couldn't help but wonder what their followup might be. What might happen at a Caskett After Party following their wonder and smooches at Castle's annual Halloween bash?
If you haven't read Serenity At Chez Castle Part 1, give it a go first and then this one will make more sense. HOWEVER…this one can stand alone and delves pretty deep into an M rating for their After Party activities so just fyi, if sexy isn't something you enjoy, just stick with the party story. ;)
Now, shall we find a little serenity at Chez Castle? Let's go!
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The After Party
Rick kept Kate by his side the remainder of the evening without any complaints from her. And, no one else at the party even attempted to pull her away from him - not even Lanie who grumbled every now and again about Castle continuing to mess up her makeup.
Alexis and Martha kept an eye on the twosome throughout the evening. Alexis was a little skeptical at first, but after watching the way Kate looked at her father, the soft kisses and laughs they shared and even the supposed private, whispered conversation in the corner of the kitchen, her 17 year old self was old enough to see the beginning of something that could be very good for her father.
And, when 10:00 rolled around, Rick's daughter exited the party with her friends telling her father and Kate that she would return to the loft around noon on Saturday. Kate had smiled at the girl gratefully and blushed just a little more than she should've through her made up face, when Alexis winked at her - feigning the knowledge of what an empty apartment would afford the new couple.
Martha chose to be the last to vacate the premises shortly after midnight. She excused herself along with her potential suitor, saying they were going for an early, early breakfast and then to his place for a nightcap.
Rick had offered his mother a rather traditional, questioning look regarding her excuse but didn't dare question it. Kate stayed quiet by his side, Rick's arm around her waist making sure she didn't escape with anyone who walked out the door.
And, once the hustle and bustle of other humans was gone, each of them took a deep breath, looked into one another's eyes and let their lips meet. (Apparently it didn't matter to either of them that Rick had her pinned against the door instead of moving to some other more comfortable spot in the home.)
This time the first groan came from Castle as he finally used the tip of his tongue to actually taste the lip gloss that coated her mouth and gently pushed farther, urging her to part her lips so he could partake of her other flavors from the night's events.
"Cherries," he commented breathlessly when both decided they needed to take an actual breath.
"What?" Kate's eyes remained closed, Castle's arms wrapped around her, holding her up from weakened knees that she was truly unaware of in the moment.
"Your lip gloss tastes like cherries," Castle expanded his comment. "I knew it would," he added.
Kate swallowed instinctively and licked her own lips to confirm what he was saying. She tried to bat her eyelids but her lashes were still so heavy that she struggled. "You seem fascinated with cherries," she forced herself to comment in order to try and get her feet back underneath her.
"They are a fruit with a lot to offer," Rick added as he slowly released his tight hold on her.
"Do tell?" Kate questioned and Rick finally pulled them away from the door toward the couch in the living room.
"Would you like the G rated version…PG-13…or X?" He drew out that last alphabetical reference with eyebrows raising to the middle of his forehead.
"What would Inara Serra do with cherries?" Kate asked and smiled as she sat down on the sofa.
"Mmm," Castle held her hand momentarily, guiding her as she sat down, and then stared at her face. "Are you thinking she bakes pies with them… or…"
Kate laughed. "I don't recall her sharing any pies with Captain Reynolds," she continued smiling with her teeth grazing her bottom lip and Rick couldn't help but feel a warmth run completely through him.
"This is a discussion that requires a bit of bubbly to continue," he smiled back at her. "Would you like a glass of champagne? I understand one of tonight's guests brought this wonderful bottle of Veuve Clicquot. And thanks to my wonderful daughter, it's been chilling in an ice bucket for several hours now."
"When did she…" Kate bit her lip and her eyes practically sparkled at the idea of sharing a drink with Castle, alone.
"Tsk, tsk," Rick clicked his tongue. "There are some things you don't question around here, Beckett, you'll just learn to roll with them." He turned to go toward the kitchen but Kate caught his hand.
"Does that mean Alexis is okay with this…with…us?" she asked a little hesitantly.
Rick gave her a genuine, soft smile and laid his hand against her cheek. "She knows that I'm happy when I'm with you. And if this," he ran his thumb across her cheekbone, "leads to anything more than us kissing and working together on cases, then she's not going to fight it. She likes you, Kate. She appreciates that for whatever reason," he shook his head and rolled his eyes, "you seem to care for me, too."
"I care about her, too, and Martha," Kate added, matching his soft smile.
"We know," he nodded, bent down and kissed her forehead. "And you have no idea what that means to all three of us."
With that he turned and quickly wandered to the kitchen, grabbed the ice bucket that contained the champagne and two flutes for their drinking experience. He took just a split second to think about what had just been shared between them.
Kate cared about what Alexis thought…of her, of them…of them together. This woman had already found a place in their family - be it just as a family friend for the moment - but she was someone that his daughter and mother would turn to if help was needed. And he knew she would help them as much as she possibly could.
He looked toward the couch, still slightly mesmerized because of the costume she was wearing - the lengths she had gone to - for him. He smiled to himself and made his way back to the living room.
Rick handed the two glasses to Kate who held them delicately and watched as Castle took the bottle from the ice and positioned it between his forearms preparing to pop the cork from the bottle.
"Hey there, Captain, Sir?" Kate pulled his attention from his task although she was enjoying the sight of his arm muscles flexing around the bottle, his hands sliding along the slick glass. "Don't you think a corkscrew would be a smarter option here? I'm all for bubbly pouring over the lip of the bottle if you want to shake it up, but I think you're gonna regret a stain on this carpet if things go terribly wrong."
"Ooo, and on the couch and the table too," Castle agreed. "Would you do me the honors, please?" he tossed his head in a sideways fashion to indicate that Kate should go find the corkscrew.
She laughed at him again and shook her head. When she stood up she slid off her sandals so she was barefoot as she headed to the other room. Castle liked that. She was making herself comfortable in his home.
"Oh, wait!" He stopped her before she was barely two steps away from him. "Kiss to switch," he grinned.
Kate rolled her eyes but leaned toward him and allowed their lips to meet briefly.
"Mmm, that's good," Rick commented. "Again," he insisted.
Kate laughed as she leaned in again and he repeated the antic.
After the third time she stood and looked at him. "You know, if you'd just let me get this corkscrew, it'd give me a great opportunity to watch those strong arms at work. And it could lead to you tasting my cherry lip gloss again, and then sharing those X-rated cherry games that Mal and Inara might play together…"
She let the thought hang in the air, saw Castle suck in a long breath and then his eyelids seemed heavy.
"Sharing your thoughts about how Mal and Inara might play together," she corrected slightly but her slip of the tongue already had his mind in overdrive.
His eyes had wandered to her chest where a hint of her cleavage was visible; farther south to the apex between her thighs; her bare knees and legs that Rick could already imagine locking around his waist as they…
"God you're sexy," Rick said under his breath before Kate gave him an opportunity to reach out and stop her.
She made her way to his kitchen, and the block of utensils that sat between the stove and fridge. She quickly pulled the corkscrew from its carved out spot and brought it back to Rick who was still staring and daydreaming.
"Champagne and cherries, Castle?" she asked as she picked up their glasses again, then sat back down on the couch, purposefully pulling her dress farther up her legs so he could see more of her thighs.
He barely took a moment to look down as he placed the tip of the screw into the middle of the cork. His arms started moving in a twisting fashion to work on opening the bottle but his eyes ran from the skin just below the hem of her gown up to her breasts, again, and then back to her face where she now had the tip of a fingernail nestled between her teeth.
The two of them held each other's eyes, Kate wondering if his sexual tension was as heightened as hers, and when the cork popped she noted how Rick's lower half seemed to tense and relax as a little of the pressurized liquid spilled over the rim of the bottle.
Whew, okay…hornier than she thought and if he took her to the bedroom right now she would have no defenses to say 'no' to him.
Rick noticed that she tucked a couple of fingers under the hem of her gown and pulled it even higher up her thighs giving him even more of a view of the long legs that he had been dreaming about for years.
"You should wear short skirts more often," he tipped the bottle pouring half glasses for each of them, all the while watching her fingertips twiddling against her bare thigh.
"This is not appropriate for the precinct, Castle," she grinned at him.
"Damn right it's not. The way Espo reacted when he saw you tonight? He's lucky to still be alive. Lanie could be killing him right now," he put the bottle on the table then sat down facing Kate on the couch.
"She probably is," Kate spoke with a little intonation that had nothing to do with bodily injury.
Rick watched her facial expressions, appreciating this other side of Kate Beckett, one that he wanted to know inside and out. He watched her sip champagne and press her lips together - no doubt meshing the sweet alcohol with the cherry flavor already adorning her mouth. He watched her eyes watching him and the contours of her cheeks when she smiled.
"What?" Kate asked after a few sips and moments of silence.
Rick tipped his glass toward her, "Thank you for staying," he started and then quickly added, "To giving us a chance," he touched his glass to hers.
"To us," Kate's voice turned slightly shy, a little bit of a weathered lisp rolling on the 's'.
After they each took a sip Rick took their glasses and sat them on the end table before getting back to the main reason he wanted Kate here with him. He put each of his larger hands against her cheeks and held her steady as he instigated a kiss that began with just the pressure of his lips on hers but then quickly turned to a swipe of the tongue opening her lips and her hesitant tongue moving to meet his.
Pleasured noises came from both of them, especially when Rick adjusted both of their bodies and Kate realized she was laying on top of him. She pulled back from their feverish kissing for one simple reason. She blinked to make sure her eyes were focused enough to watch her fingers run down one of the suspenders from his shoulder to his waist.
"So what would Inara and Mal do with cherries?" she asked again.
Rick swallowed. So she wanted him to play writer and potentially, verbally, write out a sexy scene? He would play along but was hoping she would participate as well.
He sat them up, purely for comfort's sake, but made sure Kate stayed in his lap. His legs stretched out along the couch cushions, her's across his thighs, the back of the couch offering her support.
"Can you imagine the two of them in Inara's shuttle," his voice was low as she made herself more comfortable on top of him, taking the chance to place kisses and nips on his neck and ear.
"She has a fresh bowl of cherries sitting on a table and Mal asks her the inevitable question, 'Can you tie a knot in the stem with just your tongue?' Inara slides her wrap off her shoulders leaving her in a sleeveless red top that sits low on her breasts and leaves a strip of her belly uncovered as well."
"'I can even create a little heart shape in the stem if you'd like me to, Captain Reynolds,' she offers and Mal pulls two cherries from the dish, holding each of them by the stems."
"Inara backs up to the bed and sits on the edge of it, daring him to step closer, his khaki covered knees brushing roughly against her bare ones. He hovers and slowly lifts the first cherry above her, making Inara raise her head and open her luscious lips where he accidentally drips a few drops of cherry juice as he places the plump fruit inside her mouth, grasped gently by her teeth."
Kate takes a chance, leans back into Castle's body and then kisses from one corner of his lips across the full firmness of them, dragging her tongue along to the opposite corner before saying, seductively, "While she holds the cherry in her teeth, he takes the opportunity to run his fingers over the drops of juice, knowing she wants him to kiss those spots as well, but he uses his tongue to taste the sweetness from the tips of his fingers instead. He wants to see her skill. Can she do what she claims with that cherry stem? Besides, the touching will give way to more soon enough. And both want the…playfulness…to last."
"That's very good," Castle compliments and leans his neck upwards to kiss her again. His hands have a firm hold on her waist, holding her body to his in a way that both appreciate fully.
Castle took over again. "Captain Reynolds watches in hypnotized awe as the companion pulls the red sphere farther into her mouth and then proceeds to demonstrate the talents of her tongue, letting just the tip of it curl, flatten and lick against her lips. After several moments she then opened her mouth widely and presented the cherry to the fine captain with its stem tied in a knot that resembled a heart-shaped figure."
"He was impressed to say the least," Kate interjected, "but he offered her another challenge with the second cherry. This time he held the delicate fruit between his teeth but wanted her to again tie the knot in the stem…"
"Inara laughed at him at first," Rick immediately picked up on her thought. "But then she looked up at him, cherry between his teeth, grasped hold of his suspenders and pulled him down so their mouths could meet."
"Oh dear god, I can't do this," Kate grinned, used the tip of her tongue to outline the inside of her lips and then pulled her bottom lip between her teeth. "Just kiss me already," she leaned down and let her lips press firmly against Rick's.
This time her hands held his cheeks, lightly scraping the stubble that was forming on his skin with her manicured nails. She really didn't care if the press-on decorations came off now. All Kate really cared about was having more of him.
Rick's mind went blank. Her hands were on him; her tongue was delving somewhat wildly into his mouth and all he knew was he had to hold her in place and let her have her way with him. He didn't want to do anything to stop the physical contact that she was instigating but one of his hands instinctively moved from her waist to the hem of her gown and began creeping up her bare thigh.
He willed it to stop before going too far and somehow, the hand obeyed, minus his thumb continuing to graze that delicate skin on the inside of her leg. "Stay with me," he requested in a whisper when her mouth moved from his lips to his ear and down to the collar of his shirt.
Kate hesitated. She could feel his arousal even through the thick pants he was wearing. She was well aware that she had let go of her own inhibitions more than she had expected already. And there was a larger than small part of her that just wanted to say 'okay' no rebuttal, no questions, no hesitation.
But the smaller than small part of her won out enough to at least mention, "I didn't bring a change of clothes. I wasn't planning on staying… I don't have anything to wear tomorrow."
She pulled away, realizing their positions had shifted and she was again laying on top of Castle, her costume now barely covering her buttocks and his hands on the backs of her thighs. He was pulling her into him, and it felt as naturally erotic as anything she'd ever experienced.
Kate pushed herself up on his chest just to see his face, not asking him to remove his hands or really making any move to actually change their positions.
"Stay with me, tonight, please," Rick asked again, his voice breathless, his mind nearly ignoring what she said. "You can spend all day naked in my bed or wandering around this place in one of my shirts…or if I need to I'll spend a thousand dollars for someone to go buy you more clothes."
Kate smiled softly at his plea, somehow still fighting the request with everything inside of her. After a shaky breath, she gripped his suspenders and lowered herself back to his lips for a long, drawn out kiss that evoked more moans from both of them until his hands wandered further north and felt…lace.
He nuzzled her face with his nose until their lips separated and he moved his mouth to her ear with a different thought. "Was there another option…in the box…with the costume?" He chanced sliding the tips of his middle fingers under the lace panties that were scantily covering her backside.
The ticklish feeling had Kate moving her hips in a way that made him growl, giving her yet another idea of what a night of pleasure would include with Richard Castle. She opened her eyes to look at him and met a deeper blue of desire in his eyes.
"I'm not really a thong kinda girl, Castle," she again let her lisp slip over the 's' in his name, letting him know that she did find another suggestive piece of the costume in that box. "But I brought it with me…"
His larger hands took ownership, molding to her lace-covered ass, pulling her center as tightly against his strained arousal as he could with clothes still on.
"Why?" he choked out the one-word question with the hope that she could figure out exactly what he was asking.
"Why did I bring the thong with me?" she closed her eyes and pressed her lips together, quickly losing the bare thread of control that she was still clinging to.
She tried to think about an answer that would satisfy his question but could only come up with the truth. And with that truth she knew that thread would unravel completely.
"Rick," she whispered, willing her eyes to open and meet his. Her irises were practically black with desire but it wasn't just lust making its way through her veins. "I brought it because you got it for me…because I thought…you might want to see me in it."
She watched his eyes close, felt him tighten his hold on her as he slowly lifted his hips, and sucked in a long breath.
In return Kate moved her hips over him and leaned her lips back to his ear, one more ounce of teasing left in her body. "But I like lace, Castle. It makes me feel sexy…and I wanted to feel sexy tonight…for you."
Kate Beckett was a confident woman. She was confident in her job, the authoritative role she was hired to do, and she didn't need anyone to affirm her strength. But in the area of her heart and her heart's desires she was a damn good actress as well… until that moment.
She realized yet again that all she had just told him was 100% truth. And with that truth she would need to accept whatever his response might be.
That was it for the man who had given up the high ground this evening, long before the moment he was underneath her on this sofa. "You can't expect me to control myself with you saying those kinds of things to me, Kate. You know I want you. You can feel what you've done to me already and you have to know I'm on the verge of losing control."
He purposefully paused for a moment to take in a breath, to try to steady himself and the thoughts going through his mind.
"Tell me you'll stay with me tonight. Don't make me ask again. I don't care what you're wearing…thong, lace, costume, nothing…"
Kate took a deep breath, her resolve was gone with his words and the look on his face. She ran a finger down the slight opening in his shirt collar and let it land on the small button that marked the closure.
"Okay," she spoke just above a whisper and bent to place another, softer kiss on his lips.
Rick felt the shift in her demeanor with that one word. "Yes?" He asked more calmly.
Kate nodded and rubbed her hands over his chest. "I want you, too," she hesitated, "but, Castle?" Their eyes met and held one another as she pulled her bottom lip between her teeth nervously.
"I don't want this to change…us, okay?" Her voice took on a girlish tone, unsure how to get her thoughts across to him.
Rick gave her a serious yet positive look and loosed his hold on her legs. "Let me sit up," he patted her toosh making Kate realize just how comfortable she apparently already was with his hands on her body.
They somehow maneuvered back to Kate sitting in Rick's lap. He took her hands into his and linked their fingers. He looked at the various pieces of costume jewelry that she was still wearing and pulled both hands to his lips. He placed soft kisses against each of her knuckles and then looked back into her face with a little cockeyed smile.
"I've wanted you since the day we met," he swished his head back and forth lightly. "That was lust, pure and simple. But you intrigued me and I wanted to know more. Yeah, it started out for Nikki Heat, but we've come a long way since then. I've seen a lot of different sides to you, Detective Beckett and there are a couple that frustrate the hell out of me. But," he continued quickly before she could get a word in, "mostly I still find you fascinating, remarkable, extraordinary," he rattled off easily and then ran the tip of one middle finger along her cheekbone, down the side of her neck where he was sure he could feel her pulse hammering, and then down to that 'v' in her neckline. He stared momentarily and swallowed a bit roughly.
"I want to know more, Kate," his fingertip outlined just the edge of one breast. He loved the silent breath that she pulled in as he touched her. "I want to know what's underneath this costume. I want to figure out how to make you suck in those breaths…and how to make you moan in pleasure. I want to make you make those sounds…only me and you…together."
He chanced looking up into her face and loved that her eyes were flittering to stay open as he touched her skin. "This is going to change us, Kate. But not the way you're thinking. I'm not going anywhere. This…us…us…" his voice took a deeper tone with that deeper meaning, "will change us for the better. Do you believe me?" he asked sincerely.
"I want to," she stood from his lap and tugged on his hands to help him up from the couch.
Castle watched her closely as she began leading him back to his bedroom where things had really started for them earlier. Once inside she stopped and began unbuttoning his shirt, her teeth nibbling on her lip as she concentrated; Rick watching her, slightly amused but he didn't dare give any amusing signals.
Kate was slightly frustrated at the t-shirt he had on underneath. The pouting grunt that she offered did make Rick snicker softly.
"What?" she wondered, glancing just her eyes up at his face.
"Nothing," Rick shook his head and added easily. "I'm all yours…but if you're aiming for the suspenders to stay on-"
"I'm not," she shook her head and gave him a definitive Detective Beckett type of eye roll. "I am familiar with undressing a man, Castle," she claimed as she reached down and unlatched one of the suspender closures on the top of his pants.
"Mmmm, good," he hummed happily, "In that case, my lovely companion, have at it," he challenged her with the full expectation that she wouldn't disappoint him.
"Captain Reynolds, are you letting me take control?" She unclipped the other suspender and slid it masterfully over his shoulder, making sure to let her hand linger over his pectoral muscle. And with the straps gone, she was able to slide her hands inside the unbuttoned shirt, spreading them slowly over his cotton-covered ribs and feeling his hardened nipples that were begging for her attention.
She tried to gently push him backwards toward the bed as she pushed the unbuttoned shirt off his shoulders, but Rick stood his ground. "I get to take back the high ground for a little while, 'Nara," he used the captain's nickname for the companion and waited to see what Kate's response might be.
Kate smiled at him and licked her lips seductively. "That's fine for now, Mal," she didn't hesitate to take on the companion's role, "but I hope you realize that I'll have you begging to be below me. I'm good at coming out on top," she raised a single eyebrow and felt him suck in a breath.
Neither said anything more as Kate got rid of his unbuttoned shirt, and lifted his t-shirt over his head, baring his muscular chest and arms to her impressed eyes. She flattened both hands on his chest before stepping toward him and tiptoeing slightly to place a kiss just under his ear.
His stubble was rough but it was a burn that she wanted to feel all over her body. That would come later, she ventured to guess, but right now it was her turn…
She kissed her way downward, stopping on his neck where she could feel his pulse beating through his skin. She sucked a bit of thin, sensitive area into her mouth and grazed her teeth over it.
Rick's pleasured hum was the only indication she needed to continue. It didn't take her long to reach the hollow of his neck, where it met his shoulders, a slight dip in his anatomy that needed to be tasted. She opened her lips over the area and sent her tongue into the divot putting just enough pressure to elicit a strangled 'yes' from her soon to be lover.
She quickly pulled her lips again, moved back to his ear and easily whispered, "You like that Captain?"
"I want to know what else that tongue can do Ms. Serra," he whispered roughly and Kate pulled away just to look in his face.
"Is that what you really want?" she let one hand fall lower against his belly until her fingers could push their way under the edge of his waistline.
"You have no idea how much," Rick admitted. His hands immediately fell to the buckle of his gun belt, tugging it and making quick work of the accessory. It hit the floor with a thud and his fingers moved to the button of his pants.
"Ah-ah," Kate pulled his hands away. She held his gaze, pushed herself against his bare chest and wrapped an arm around his neck. "I'll get there, but you have to kiss me first, Captain. Show me that you want…us…that there's room for me in your life."
His hands moved to her face, cupping her cheeks more gently than she could've imagined. Their urgency, their playfulness had already ebbed and flowed, emotions shining through with their various words and touches.
But in this instance, he outlined her forehead, her eyelids and cheekbones with feather light kisses before he pressed his lips to hers offering his every intention in one expression.
Kate felt the wetness on her cheeks but wasn't sure if the tears came from her or from him. Either way she was determined more than ever, now, to make their first sexual experience together as memorable as she possibly could.
With that in mind she took just a couple of steps back and pulled the Inara costume off her shoulders, letting it slide down her toned body and onto the floor. Rick was happily surprised that she wore no bra. He quickly realized it wasn't just the sight of her bare breasts that excited him; it was her entire body.
She stood in front of him for a moment, letting him see almost every inch of her; except for the black, lace panties that apparently gave Kate Beckett a little additional sexual prowess.
Before he could move to her, Kate stepped back to him, hastily moving her hands to the closures on his pants and opened them. She began to kneel in front of him and then looked up with a grin.
"Silk boxers? Captain Reynolds, I always thought you went commando," she commented and then adjusted herself onto her knees, making sure her face was level with his groin.
"You should know," he began with a strained voice, "I have to wear these to keep the 'little general' comfortable when you're around 'Nara. Those rough pants get tight and bothersome right quick. 'Specially when you're wearin' them fancy duds like you just took off right there."
"What about when I'm not wearing fancy duds like those, Captain?" Kate tugged on his khaki pants and the boxers, pulling them down to slowly reveal his little general who, to her pure delight, was nowhere near little.
Before he could answer Kate wrapped her hand around his shaft and pulled Castle's erection toward her. Her eyes looked up into his and Castle watched in awe as she opened her mouth and ran her tongue over his tip.
"Kate…" He wanted to keep watching but when her lips closed around his engorged member, his head fell backwards with a strangled, "Yessss…"
His hips begged to pump farther into her mouth but he found one bit of self control allowing himself to enjoy the stroking of her small hand, and the slow, pointed sucking from her oral heat. But that control went out the window when her other hand engulfed the tender sac that extended from the base of his penis.
"God, yes!" he nearly yelled as his hands went to her head and his hips began to jerk.
A moment later he somehow stalled and steadied himself with the realization that he had practically attacked her without a hint of a warning. He worked to retract from her mouth with a muffled, "Kate, I'm so sorry…" and held a hand out to help her to her feet.
But Kate stayed on her knees, unscathed by his reaction, actually, she seemed pleased by it. She watched him keenly. He was far from finished, but her actions and abilities had made him nearly lose control. She looked at his thick, hardened maleness, licked her lips and then pursed them together and placed tiny kisses along the vein that she could see under his thin, stretched skin.
She liked it, this effect she had on him; she was proud to be a woman who could bring him this much pleasure. She looked up to see him watching her, wondering what was going through her mind.
The smile she offered him was a touch of ownership. And if this was going to be an ongoing, progressing relationship, she wanted to remember and learn even more.
Kate cleared her throat, her fingers still touching him lightly, "Now I know," she smiled up at him, "for future reference."
Castle's breath was nowhere near normal. He couldn't find any words to say before Kate softly kissed his tip and asked, "Would you like more?"
He took another moment to let a coherent thought enter his mind before smiling at her. "Right now, I want more…with you, not from you, Kate. But, for future reference, Sweetheart, I will take that from you anytime and even the thought of that will leave me needing fresh boxers."
Kate gave him a cat-like smirk. "You like?"
Castle reached down and placed his hands on her cheeks again, pulling her upwards, albeit a little unwillingly for both of them.
"I do like," he spoke after another deep breath. "I like, very, very much."
The two shared another deep kiss as Rick moved them toward his bed. "Your turn," he lowered her to the bed with just a little pat on the mattress. Rick sat down first, his pants, and underwear still hanging at his knees. Kate reluctantly sat down then took the opportunity to reach for his straining erection again when Rick began pulling off his boots to actually rid himself of his clothing.
"Are you sure I can't," Kate bent forward wanting to taste him again.
Rick pulled his hips backwards to keep her from attaching to him, "Not if I want round one to end the way I want round one to end," he informed her.
There was that feline smile on her face again. Rick decided easily that 'feline' was the correct word. She looked hungry, curious, as though she was about to pounce and yet content - all written in her eyes and smile.
"What?" he asked.
"I like the idea of having more than one round," she put the tip of her tongue between her teeth.
Rick stood up, now completely naked and put his hands on his hips. He let his eyes wander over her body before putting a hand on her shoulder, encouraging her to lay back against the pillows. "You sure about that already?"
He stroked her arms, a silent instruction for Kate to raise them above her head. With her lying on the bed he now enjoyed the view of her entire body, minus the little bit hidden behind lace.
He had envisioned her, as Nikki Heat, her body thin but toned; her breasts fitting perfectly on her chest with dark nipples and areolas that begged for attention from his tongue.
Both of them were quiet, him enjoying the view and her wanting him to touch every inch of her. After what seemed like minutes Rick stepped toward the bed and simply said, "You are so beautiful…exquisite…" then used his fingertips sliding from her wrists, above her head, to her elbows, over one bicep to her shoulder and then across her collarbone to the other.
Kate shivered but still said nothing. He ran his index finger up the side of her neck to her ear, over her cheek and then onto her lips. Kate took the moment to open her mouth, suck on his finger and delicately lick that thick tip with her slender tongue as well.
When her eyes closed he pulled the digit from her lips, cupped both hands and then hesitantly fit them around the outer bulges of each breast. He sucked in slowly at the feel of her soft tissue beneath his palms.
"Extraordinary," he spoke the one word again as he studied the flesh in his hands, the darker creamy skin of her body next to the paler tone of his hands.
"Do you know how often I've dreamt about you since we started working together?" Rick watched his hands gently stroking her breasts, not yet daring to move toward the peaks stretching toward him.
Kate took his words as a rhetorical question, choosing to enjoy the feel of his hands on her without opening her eyes or saying anything.
Castle moved one hand down to her flat stomach and splayed his large palm over her belly button. He couldn't help but bend over and kiss that delicate skin softly, letting his tongue slip out to taste that innocent area of her body.
He was tempted to leave a mark there; to work her skin with his tongue enough to just slightly bruise it. It was an area no one else would see. He could leave his mark on her as a reminder of this night…at least a temporary one. But he wouldn't give in to that temptation. Not yet, not until he knew her better.
She was obviously sexually experienced and willing to share part of that pleasure with him. But before they ventured too far into their fantasies, Rick just wanted her to know that he was more willing to give than to receive.
He stood again to just look at her. "I care about you, Kate," his gruff voice spoke to how much he meant his words. "You know that, don't you? I…I don't want to do anything that you don't want to do."
Kate opened her eyes at his soft words and looked at his face. His eyes were still perusing her body but one of his hands had moved to his erection, stroking delicately.
She nodded easily, "I know that," Kate practically whispered as her eyes dropped down his body and latched onto the slow strokes he was using. "I can do that for you," she offered, her dark eyes glancing to his, then back down again, "I want to."
He willed her not to move, to keep her hands above her head, open for him to see. "Not yet," Rick instructed, gathering a little more control with the assurance that she wanted to be here, with him, naked and together. Only she wasn't, quite…
He reached toward the lace underwear and watched her face as she nodded at him and willingly lifted her hips for him to remove her last bit of clothing. Rick sucked in a breath, his eyes landing on the small patch of hair that was obviously shaved and curated for shared pleasure.
"Is that landing strip for me?" He wondered with a smirk.
Kate glanced down at her grooming, "Oh, so I did shave…good thing, huh?" She bit her lip as Rick threw her a fine, you got me type of look.
"Do you like teasing me?" He questioned and Kate smiled.
"You know I do. Now I can just take it to another level," she cocked her eyebrows and again pulled her bottom lip between her teeth.
Rick shook his head and walked to his side of the bed. He climbed on top of the covers and scooted himself toward Kate, propping his head up in one hand as he meshed his front against her side, liking the way their skin seemed to melt into one another.
His other hand went back to her breast, stroking the flesh of it with just the back of a single finger.
"Rick," her teasing turned to a breathless utter of his name and Rick took his turn to chuckle.
"What do you know, I can apparently turn up the teasing a notch as well," he smiled widely when her hand quickly moved, grabbing his wrist.
"I'm done teasing," Kate turned her head, looking eye to eye with him as she placed his hand over her nipple. "I want to feel what you can do to me with these hands and that mouth…"
He immediately squeezed her breast, letting the dark nipple press into his palm. Rick also slid one leg over hers, wedging his knee between hers and feeling the slick moisture that was already coating Kate's inner thighs.
Kate felt his hardness against her hip and couldn't help the groan that escaped from her throat and the way her hips began to grind against his upper thigh.
Rick enjoyed the way her legs instinctively wrapped around his, the heat of her sliding against him and how she gripped him…much like those dreams he had referred to, except…
"I want to be inside you, Kate," he whispered into her ear.
Kate's mind had a hard time focusing on his words, the pleasure she was getting just from having their bodies together nearly overwhelming.
"Touch me…" she put her hand over his, encouraging him to move it from her breast, over her stomach and onto that patch of dark curls.
Rick took just one more moment to assess their situation. He breathed in and out calmly, still cradling his own head in his right hand. He looked at her eyes that were so dark with want that it nearly made him smile.
This amazing woman wanted him…
His blue eyes then traveled down to his hand covering her pubis, where her hand still held onto him. When he began inching his larger digits toward her sensitive folds Kate reached out for his hardness to reciprocate.
When the hint of his finger slid past her clitoris, Kate gasped and her legs parted instinctively wanting him to give or take whatever he wished.
"I did this to you?" he whispered against her ear and then kissed her there.
"Yessss," Kate's voice barely came through against the slightly strangled moan that escaped.
"And you want me to do more?" He ran his tongue down her jawbone.
"Riiiccckkk," she whined now, "stop…teas-ing…"
He lifted his face directly above hers. It was now her hand stroking him; his middle finger on the verge of pressing inside this woman and the scent of her was already driving him mad. "This isn't me teasing, Kate. This is me making sure you want…me," he offered the outlet one last time.
She opened her eyes and looked directly into his. Kate licked her lips and read the self-doubt in his eyes and yet she saw the wonder and awe that was also reflecting from him.
"I want you, Richard Castle…right here, right now…" her breath went ragged as his finger pressed into her heat. And before she could express any other words his mouth was on hers, his finger exploring her depths and marveling at the feel of her muscles already clenching around him.
"Yeeeeeesssssssssss," she ground out against his lips and tongue as her mouth was also invaded. "More," she spoke quickly and then meshed her lips against his again.
He pulled his finger from her and dared to add another, feeling her stretch around him as her hand tightened around his erection.
"God, Kate, I can't…we need…" his fingers retracted from her and he tried to pull the rest of his body free from her grasp to no avail. "...Protection…" he swallowed roughly, "...I didn't think we'd get this… condoms…bathroom…" his words stuttered as he struggled feeling her hips move, wanting him farther inside; her eyes looked up at him drugged from his effects on her already; and the feel of his moment growing closer by the second.
"No!" Her voice sounded like a child. "I'm set…I'm protected…don't…don't leave me," her face was almost fearful, as though this had to be their time, their beginning.
She tugged on him without any other words said. He bent to kiss her, more softly this time, tongues delving more intimately to convey the deep emotions they were sharing. And in the silence Rick hovered over her, watched her look at him and nod as he slowly entered her.
His groan alerted her to his pleasure and yet he still took an excruciatingly long time and several concerned whispers of "Are you alright?" before he sank completely into her body and stilled.
Kate hummed and raised her hips, her flanks pulling him as deeply inside as she could. "So good," she whispered as he breathed another kiss onto her lips. For several long moments, he was completely still.
She finally placed her hands on his cheeks and smiled, "This is amazing, Castle…but if you wanna keep the high ground, you gotta start moving."
They shared another kiss and he flexed his hips, giving her just a small twinge. "Beckettttt," it was his turn to whine. "I'm not gonna last long if I move."
"Then I'm gonna roll you over cause I wanna -" He pulled himself back and pumped into her one time. "Castle!"
Her breathing was unsteady but the intent in her voice was well understood. And in the next moment he began a slow rhythm that had her wrapping her legs around his waist and sounds emanating from both of them about how good it felt to finally be completely together.
Kate broke first. Her orgasm brought a scream of pleasure and a muscular contraction around Rick's engorged member that made him gasp. He pressed one more time, farther than he thought he should be inside of her and then his body shook as he spilled all he could give.
He collapsed on top of her with a verbal oomph from both of them. Then the sounds of their ecstasy gave way to silence in his bedroom.
Rick knew he should move his weight from on top of her. Kate was fully aware that he might want to move but physically couldn't.
She smiled as his head rested somehow on the pillow next to her ear. His breathing was still a little frantic, his chest pressed against hers fully but somehow, their hands had joined above her head. Kate could still feel their lower halves joined, their hips still nudging against each other in aftershocks.
"Castle?" She finally whispered toward his ear after what felt like numerous minutes of just laying there together.
"Mm?" He grunted and Kate nearly laughed. He sounded like a curious caveman.
"Gonna need you to move," she thought she was making a gentle request.
"I thought I just did," he responded, referring to her previous orders while muffled by her hair, the pillow, the proximity of his mouth to her ear.
"Not like -" Kate started and huffed a small laugh. "This time I need you to roll off me, Silly Man."
"You didn't like the way I moved?" He wondered as he began trying to flex his muscles to make his body move off of her.
"Didn't say that," she found a way to get her hands on his pectorals to try and assist him, pushing his chest upwards.
Each of them groaned and sighed as they dislodged from one another. Rick found a way to resume his pre-sex position, lying next to her - both of them now somewhat sweaty, with his head propped in his hand, staring at her face.
"That was nice," he was happy that she wriggled her body closer to his and found his free hand to link their fingers together.
"Just nice?" Kate sounded a little concerned.
"Not what I said," he countered easily. "Being with you like that, like this, Kate…" he pulled their fingers to his lips and kissed each one of hers, "I dare say you've ruined me for anyone else."
She smiled into the air and rolled onto her side to face him.
"I'm sorry," Rick followed up quickly, "I shouldn't have said that. I don't want to scare you away."
She released his hand and used her fingertips to brush the mussed hair off his forehead and over his ear. "Isn't it still Halloween? Thought this was supposed to be a scary night," she quipped quietly.
"Are you okay?" Rick dared to ask, not wanting to press the issue of what he'd said moments before.
"Mmm-hmm," she smiled a closed-lip grin at him and nodded like a little girl. "I'm gonna say something here, but don't get cocky over it, or make more out of it…right now, okay?"
"I'll try not to," he smiled at her and waited patiently as he saw the wheels turning in her mind.
"I've often thought…okay, maybe often isn't the best word…when I've thought about us," there was her little lisp again and she bit her lip as she put her thoughts together, "being together like this…it's kind of frenzied, like pawing at each other and hurriedly taking clothes off and then just BAM!"
Castle pressed his lips together to stay quiet. His thoughts about their first lovemaking experience had truly been all over the place, everything from her description, to a torturous slow burn, to something similar to what just happened between them.
"But this…Rick," she huffed, slightly unsure with her mind still circling. "This was more than just sex between us, wasn't it. This felt like it was…more…to me at least."
Rick breathed in. He was relieved and more than happy to hear her say that to him.
He moved until he was laying down with his head on his pillow and then opened his arms for her to move into them. When she did, he wrapped her in his arms and almost told her that her head, resting on his chest, felt like home. He knew it would, but it was too soon to share that with her, wasn't it?
"The first case we worked together," he started as he felt her hand tracing patterns on his chest, "if you and I had slept together then, that would've been just sex. The fact that you didn't give in to my charms and that we've now spent years getting to know one another…" he appreciated and laughed at the smack she placed over one of his pectoral muscles. "You're right. This was more for me as well. Are you gonna run away if I take that a step further?" He dared to push after hearing her thoughts.
"I'm not going anywhere," Kate said with just the slightest bit of fear edging into her.
"I want more nights like these, with you," Rick admitted with a kiss into her hair. His hand gripped possessively at her bare waist to add to his point. "Not the party, but time alone with you. I want to give us a chance if that's something you'd like too."
Kate raised herself up, the hand on his chest pressing down to steady her body. The shy smile she gave him was the only answer he needed. But, she added a soft kiss to his lips for additional confirmation.
When she snuggled into him again both lay there content and sated…sort of. She thought about the way the night had begun; she thought about the pumpkin carving a week ago; and she thought about those dreams that she had had off and on since she first met this man.
"Castle?"
"Hmmm?" He sounded quite relaxed.
"D'ya think Mal and Inara got together?" Kate wondered if they were playing out a scene on the Serenity that never was.
Castle smiled wide enough that Kate could feel his cheeks expanding on the top of her head. "I guarantee they did 'Nara. And I'm willin' to wager they're still goin' strong."
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The End
Thank you to EVERYONE who has given this story a chance! I appreciate your kind words, your comments, your follows and especially just the fact that we can still enjoy Castle and Caskett in fanfic style!
I will hopefully now see if my Caskett Muse will take me back to my Moments of Always story that needs another chapter or two and an ending! Wish me luck and channel some Rick/Kate and Baby-Makes-More love!
KTCLF,
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