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TITLE: Absence Makes…
AUTHOR: Midknight
CHAPTER: 1 of 1
FANDOM: Castle
SHIP: Kate / Castle
RATING: NC-17
CATEGORY: Erotica
SPOILERS: Season Three, Possibly
SYNOPSIS: SPOILER WARNING: SEASON 3, POSSIBLY – Kate and Castle are together and she waits up for him. Smuttiness ensues.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Castle. None of these characters belong to me. They belong to whoever created them and holds license to them. I pay homage to them and I make no profit from this story in any fashion, way or means.
AUTHORS NOTE: I apologize before hand and hope you will forgive any errors or blatant discrepancies.
FEEDBACK: Yes Please. It helps. It really, really helps. – midknight_tales@yahoo.com
Detective Kate Becket tensed, fingers itching to reach for her firearm as she heard a key turn at her apartment's door before it opened, but relaxed as the key bearer identified himself in an all too familiar voice. The door was shut and once again locked followed by the deadbolt being engaged and the chain slid into place. She relaxed but a brand new, pleasurable tense started to build at her centre. She tracked his footsteps to her bedroom door and listened to him inhale from the doorway as she lay on her side in the dimly lit bedroom and then heard an appreciative sigh as he paused to watch her, causing a smile to tug at her lips. She could feel his eyes on her, feeling them sweep across her form to send little tingles running along her skin and she resisted the urge to squirm under his attentive scrutiny. She could almost see the sultry smile that was curving his lips.
The night was hot and muggy and she had only slipped on a pair of panties after her shower and she hadn't slipped under the cover partly because she was waiting for him and partially because of the humid heat. She heard him kick off his shoes followed by the rustle of clothes being removed and then the bed shifted behind her as he joined her on it. "Hey, Babe." Castle greeted her as his hot breath washed over the curve of her shoulder and his hand lightly slid down her arm before she felt the warm, wet press of his lips on her skin.
"Hi." She returned his greeting and started to turn toward him, but his hand gently placed on her shoulder blade stopped her. She relaxed and sighed as he ran the back of his fingers down her back leaving a tingling trail along her skin.
"So smooth, like silk." He murmured as he stroked her skin. His fingertips toyed the waistband of her panties as he caressed the small of her back. He nuzzled at her the juncture of her neck and shoulder through the wealth of her dark hair while his hand slid onto the curve of her hip, his fingers flexing in a gentle massage. She slid her foot back to find and rub it along his calf, which made his lips vibrate against her skin as he sighed.
"I missed you this week." He breathed against the shell of her ear.
"Me too." She moaned softly as he slid his hand down the front of her panties while at the same time pressing his arousal against her buttocks. And, she honestly had. It wasn't just his keen mind for solving cases that she missed, but without him around things felt out of place, like there was a cog missing in the machine of her routine. “I can feel how much you really missed me." She noted and he chuckled, a smoky, sultry sound that had very little to do with amusement, but sent a shiver of anticipation down her spine.
"Maybe you should write less successful novels and you wouldn't have to go out of town to accept all those prizes and accolades." She suggested in an only moderately mocking tone.
"Maybe you shouldn't inspire me so much." He quipped back with more sultry heat in his tone. And, although they were closed, her eyelids fluttered as she moaned louder, her centre tightening and flooding when his fingers ran over her exposed clit and through her moistening folds to stroke and caress her intimate flesh. She undulated slowly to alternately press into his hand or his crotch and his hard throbbing manhood while she reached up and back to weave her fingers into his hair and cradle the back of his head as he nipped, licked and sucked at her neck and shoulder.
Heat blossomed and rippled along her skin causing sweat to pop up and form little trickling rivulets on her tingling skin, further stimulating it as she shuddered under his pleasurable attentions. Despite the temperature and the heat pulsing from her core her nipples had sprung to taut, near-aching attention as if she were standing in a freezer. His deft fingers explored her, delving deeper and she lifted her knee in an attempt to spread her thighs and give him better access. She bit her lower lip and then let the edge of her teeth drag over it until it popped free to release a soft little cry as his palm ground the buzzing button of her clit and his fingers found and caressed her special spot at the same time sending a surge of pleasure and erotic energy arching into her loins and out to her extremities. Her body tensed and shook, her back against his chest and her buttocks pressing into his crotch and his thick, hot erection as he stoked the furnace at her core and kept delicious pulses of delight zipping and zapping through her nerves.
Her orgasm was building by leaps and bounds, a wild thing that tensed and twisted her centre, sent pulsing tendrils of electric delight snaking out through her body and made her breathing fast and shallow, making her pant with desire and anticipation. "Oh fuck me!" She swore breathlessly as he kept her just on the brink, pleasuring and teasing her at the same time. He had gotten to know her body way too well over the past few months, but he had always seemed to know what she wanted and how to give it to her from the very start.
"I'll get there in a moment, I promise." He growled and her responding chuckle became a gasp and moan as he cupped her hard, his fingers going deep sending another powerful surge into her while he ground the hot, hard length of him against the crack of her ass. Her sex clenched and squeezed at his pleasing fingers, her core wringing out a slippery tide of lubrication. She made a sound of disapproval, unable to bite it back as he slowly extricated his fingers from her sex and then his hand from her panties even though she knew it was a prelude to something even better. Her nose twitch when she smelled her spicy arousal wafting off his fingers as they passed her face and out of sight and a moment later she heard him suck them clean with audible relish.
"Goddamn, woman. You should have five star Michelin rating, you taste that good." He told her, the tip of his tongue running along the shell of her ear before his teeth less than gently nipped at her earlobe. She craned her neck around and turned her face until his lips found hers and it was her turn to nip and suck. She could taste herself in his mouth. Her body followed suite and this time he let her turn to him and onto her back before his chest covered hers, her breasts flattening while sparks flitted into her chest as her nipples compressed against his solid pecs.
They made a pretty good attempt at trying to swallow each other as they kissed hungrily. His hand cupped her cheek for a moment before moving lower while the fingers of one of hers ran through his hair while the other clutched at his broad shoulders. She moaned against his lips and their wrestling tongues as his strong hand found and cupped her breast letting his thumb find the stiff nipple at its peak and rolled it as she lifted her shoulder to press her flesh into his flexing hand. She caught his lower lip between her teeth and stretched it a little as she broke their kiss and opened her eyes to look up into his as they both drew deep shuddering breaths. She extended her tongue and let the tip swipe across his lower lip as he smiled crookedly down at her.
She loved the way he looked at her, it made the heat on her skin flare and her blood run hot and fast with an echo of need she saw in his gaze. "You don't need to look quite so smug." She suggested and his smile became a smirk as her eyes fluttered and her breath hitched, her body twitching as he tweaked her nipple and sent a delicious flash of sensation into her chest.
"That's not playing fair." She admonished him, which earned her a grin. He released her breast and used his fingers to brush aside the hair that had tumbled into her face.
"Who's playing, but... All's fair in..." He started the quote, but it died unfinished on his lips. Things were good between them, but still complicated as they continued to skate along the edge of acknowledging that their relationship was truly blossoming into something deeper than the push and pull friendship and camaraderie they had developed when he had weaseled his way onto her Homicide team and become such an integral part of it and her life. She had always loved his writing and had been attracted to him from the start, but had never thought to act on it or that anything would come of it. But, they had been through a lot and he'd stuck by her, even when she hadn't wanted him to.
His head dipped and she closed her eyes with a little sigh as he lightly laved the scar the sniper's bullet had left below her collarbone with his tongue before kissing it. Her almost dying had changed so much for them and he always paid some kind of attention to that little patch of marred skin when they were together as if paying homage to that fact. He squeezed her breast and than let his hand slide lower. His fingertips tickled her ribs a and then rubbed a slow circle around her beefy button making her undulate her back off the bed to press into the wonderful heat of his touch. His hand found the waistband of panties on the curve of her hip and worked his fingers under it as she started to settle back to the bed. So, she tensed her spine and kept her ass up to allow him to drag the undergarment down onto her thighs.
The crotch clung damply to her moist swollen folds for a moment and then slipped free as he pulled them to her knees and lower. She angled her lower leg and bent her knees to allow gravity to pull the underwear to her ankles as his hand released it and worked its flexing, massaging way back up the top of her thigh. She nipped and sucked at his shoulder, rubbing her nose against his skin as she inhaled his musky, masculine scent. Her hips jerked and her teeth testing the chorded muscle of his shoulder trapped the accompanying moan as his thumb found and skillfully, pleasurably stimulated the pearl of her clit. His thumb slowly caressed the length of her slit, tracing the folds or gliding between them, but always returning to the electric bundle of nerves at its apex.
Rick's lips, tongue and teeth were peppering her skin with bursts of sensation as they skipped here and there, circling, but not landing on the taut peak of her nipple where she wanted it. Kate knew this game, they played it often enough and there was no actual loser, just the one that surrendered first. She curved her hand around the back of his neck and then wound her fingers into his hair, got a good grip and dragged his mouth to where she wanted it. He chuckled his triumph around the turgid tube of her nipple before latching onto it and sucking hard while his teeth applied just the right amount of pressure to multiply the delectable sparks of sensation that shot into her chest and made her back arch and her heart leap in response.
She reached down between them, running her fingers across the ridges and valleys of his abs, feeling them twitch under her touch. Her hand continued south until she could wrap her hand around his thick length. His dick twitched and throbbed hotly against her grip as she stroked the velvety skin that covered the curved, virile steel of it. His lip vibrated against her flesh as he groaned his appreciation, but his fingers never skipped a beat, stoking her internal furnace with need. Castle was tall and built broad across the shoulders and she had been delighted to find that he was proportionate all over. She collected the slippery moisture of his readiness from his tip and used its lubrication to tighten her grip and add a little twisting motion as she skimmed him and he bit and suck a little harder at her breast and nipple in response, both of them moaning in unison.
Foreplay was fun and she loved how attentive he was, but, although she would walk over burning coals while eating broken glass before admitting it out loud, it had been too long since she'd felt him inside her. She had come to terms with her sex life or more accurately the lack there of. Some special 'me time' in the shower or tub had been enough of a relief, but then he'd happened and it was as if a floodgate had been opened. The first few weeks she had been like the teenager she hadn't been. She just couldn't get enough and although her need for immediate satisfaction had finally waned, her desire still remained, and a week was just too damn long.
"I want you inside me." She purred against the shell of his ear with need and demand coloring her tone and felt him jump in her hand as she squeezed and gave him a gentle tug. Kate spread her legs to accommodate him as his hand retreated from her sex and he shifted between them and over her. His face hovered over hers, his breath tickling her lips, most of his weight on his forearms, but with enough resting on her to flatten her breast and make the simple act of breathing a rhythmic massage to her sensitive peaks. He shifted his hips as she guided him to her entrance, hers twitching at the contact. A gentle smile curved his lips as he looked down into her eyes with affectionate warmth softening the hungry lust they both felt, as they remained poised on the brink of consummation.
"I want to be inside you." He admitted on a whisper and then deed followed word. Kate inhaled sharply as her back arched and her hips rose to meet his thrust in response to the hot, electric friction of his maleness filling and stretching her femininity. She remained tense; vibrating up against his large, masculine frame, wet willing flesh still somehow attempting to resist his invasion and failing delightfully. His journey to her core seemed to take both an eternity and a blink of an eye, but then they were one. The breath she didn't remember holding whistled out between her teeth on a contented sigh, a deeper, unconscious tension draining from her as everything was once again right with the world and her body relaxed by degrees. Her sex flexed and twisted around his throbbing length as it adjusted to him and flooded with a fresh torrent of creamy lubrication in anticipation of what was to come.
"I don't think I'll ever get tired of how it feels when you enter me." She admitted, the words falling uncensored from her lips as they formed in her mind and his smile widened. They were in the most intimate of positions and yet, she blushed in embarrassment at her admission. The rumble of his soft chuckle vibrated through his body into hers.
"I believe, Detective Kate Becket, I love the way you blush, and... And, if you'll let me, I intend to feel that for a long time to come." He told her, the back of his hand lightly caressing her heated cheek, his eyes beaming with love and admiration. It was a declaration of love and commitment made no less true by its veiled nature and she felt the same, but couldn't find the words to express it.
"Castle..." She began, wanting to give him a response and hoping the words would come as the emotions stormed through her. His smile quirks slightly.
"I know, Kate. I know." He negated her need to continue and eased her anxiety with five simple words. He knew her so well it was scary. She reached up and cradled his cheek before raising her head and pulling his lips to hers. She bent and then twined one of her legs around his to give her some leverage as she rocked her hips around him and shifted him back and forth in her molten core. She swallowed his low moan and returned it to him as he drew back and thrust forward, matching her rhythm, but increasing the range of motion. The nipped and sucked at each other’s lips, tongues wrestling until breathing became an issue as they began to exert themselves.
She clutched at his flexing shoulder and he nipped and sucked at the side of her neck as they pumped and ground together. Moans of increasing volume puffed from her lips as his advance and retreat sent surges of sexual energy carrying pleasure to fuel the sweet, pulsing growth of tension at her core and send crawling, snaking tendrils outward along her nervous system. She writhed and bucked to match him stroke for stroke her hand sliding down his back to find his hard ass cheek and spur him on with the expedience of digging in her short nails. Her blood sang in her veins and pounded in her ears with the racing beat of her heart and the erotic tattoo of his flesh meeting hers.
Sweat lubricated the slide of their skin, but did nothing to cool the heat of flexing muscles and straining bodies as her climax continued to build. Her moans turned to soft cries of delight as her impending climax made her quiver from the inside out and the overload of pleasurable sensations arching outward from her loins began to rob her of conscious control of her body. He was groaning and grunting with strain, but his driving thrusts didn't falter, nor did the exponential build of tension at her roiling core. She was so close, but was loath to surrender completely and start the end of their intimate union. She started to pant, her cries growing louder and sharper as her muscles started to twitch and the quivers graduated to quaking waves.
His mouth left her skin; his teeth clenched and bared, his features feral and intense with focus and need. "God dammit, Woman. Come for me. I want to see you climax. That is the thing I will never tire of feeling and seeing." He growled a demand and an admission of his own in a tone of unbridled passion. His words bypassed her consciousness and spoke directly to her body. Time froze for a moment as he drew back, paused and then drove into her with masculine might. The collision and the resultant shockwave ignited the powder keg inside her. Her climax exploded and sent a ragged cry of release rocketing out of her throat as her spine tensed into a vibrating bow that pressed her tight up against him. Her sex constricted and twisted around the flaming steel of him before flooding as if trying to douse the inferno it unleashed inside her. She shuddered against the solid muscle and sweat-slick skin of him as electric lashes of bliss whipped out along her nerves. Her eyes popped wide and sightless, her ears rang to the pounding of her blood as the rest of her senses were inundated with orgasmic delight.
She cried out again as his hips humped and his adamantine length drove deeper into her clenched core. He grunted and then all but wailed her name as his head snapped back and his body arched counter to hers, welding them together at their connection. His hips jerked with a series of ragged grunts as he erupted inside her, adding the liquid heat of his essence with hers. Kate writhed against him and moaned as her sex rippled around him and flooded again in response. Air seemed to be an elusive prey, hunted with short, shallow breaths while her muscles ached with the sweet tension that the climactic energy delivered to keep them straining tight and hot like she'd been at the gym for hours.
He grunted and she groaned as he pressed hard against her with a heavy shudder and she felt the tension in him ease even as hers pulsed. He was breathing hard and his hot breath blasted against the skin on her shoulder before his sweaty forehead came to rest on it and most of his weight on top of her as he collapsed with the exhaustion of his orgasm and its rampant energy. That, same energy coursing through her, dissipated enough for her to relax beneath him, but still left her twitchy as she attempted to catch her breath. She caressed the back of his neck as he pressed his lips to her skin. His expanding chest as he drew deep breaths massaged her breasts and she sighed at the comfortable rightness of it all as the intensity of her climax dimmed to the laxness of complete satiation. The weight of a spent lover had in the past made her feel claustrophobic and trapped, but with Castle it was intimate and as treasured a part of their lovemaking as the actual sex. She luxuriated in the feel of it a sweat dried and heart rates returned to normal.
Kate made a disagreeable sound and her clenching sex failed to hold him in place as he shifted and withdrew from her before rolling onto his back next to her. Before she could voice any further protest, he reached out and drew her against him and she willing let him guide her into the crook of his arm to rest her head against his should and press against his side, half draping herself over him. She snuggled against him, inhaling the mixed scent of sex, sweat and man while she could feel him spent, but still slick from their union against her thigh. His arm cradled her back, his hand resting on and lightly stroking the curve of her hip as he kissed the top of her head with tender affection. She sighed and smiled in contentment, as everything was right with her world once more.
"I really did miss you." She reiterated softly, but with feeling before pressing her lips to this skin over his collarbone and his arm tightened around her, his hand flexing to squeeze her hip in response.
"I really missed you too, and not just the sex either. Well, the sex quite a bit, but not just the sex. He admitted candidly, but with characteristic, dismissive playfulness that was at odds with the sincerity in his tone.
"Oh yes, things are good between us, but still complicated." She reminded herself, but at that moment it didn't really matter. She was just happy to have him back. "I guess it's true what they say: Absence does indeed make the heart grow fonder." She quipped back with a barely stifled yawn as he reached out and turned off the bedside lamp to cast them into darkness and she closed her eyes to let slumber take her.
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