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Alexis's Day Off	By : Redfields Category: 1 through F > Castle Views: 17579 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Alexis's Day Off
- 2-Beckett's Case
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Author’s note: As suggested by ANON – Caskett95, here’s a chapter where Beckett catches Alexis, much to Beckett’s emotional turmoil. It went in a more angsty direction at first, but don’t worry, there’s still smut.

It was a long, awkward moment.
It had started innocently enough. Beckett had gone to Castle’s apartment to see if he was there, but Alexis was home alone. He’d gone off to a meeting with a publisher (one he’d been procrastinating on for weeks). They were in the middle of a case but not getting anywhere. She’d hoped he could give an off the wall theory that might help, but no dice.
Alexis suggested opening the fridge, but that didn’t do anything. She’d turned to go, but the redhead had cajoled her into explaining the case. So she’d sat down, gotten some tea from her host, and went about explaining the case. She even showed some of the tamer pictures from the file she’d brought with her.
She’d gotten about ten minutes in when it had hit her. The wife had been lying. But why? An affair? No, because that would mean … another dead end. Would the fridge work this time? They opened it together. They stared into it’s chilly depths for five seconds, then … “The safe!” they’d said at the same time. Following the clues to the end, they’d unravelled the trail of the killer.
Instead of heading out to arrest her, though, she’d noticed her tea was only half done. She’d called Espo and Ryan and had them bring the perp in, and send the mugshots to her phone. An hour of small talk later, her phone had buzzed – the pictures had come in. She’d showed them to Alexis, encouraging her with the justice they had helped bring about together.
She’d picked up her bag and file, hugged Alexis briefly, then left. Just as the door had closed behind her, she’d paused. A feeling like she’d forgotten something came over her. What was it? She’d checked her purse – everything was there. Same with the file; nothing missing. Was it something she’d forgotten to do? She’d stood in place, thinking about her daily routine. Getting up in the morning … no she’d done everything. Get in to work, check the files, head out to the crime scene, check for clues … still nothing. What was it? Getting stuck on the case wasn’t unusual, because every case had bits and pieces that needed time to fall into place. Catch the perp – ah, that was it! She hadn’t actually arrested the woman. Sure, Espo and Ryan had done that, but it was the one thing her brain was telling her she’d forgotten. Satisfied, she’d gotten about three steps down the hall when she’d heard it.
“Oh, Kate!” It was soft, barely heard through the door. Thinking Alexis had called her back about something, she’d turned back around and opened the door. And frozen in shock.
Alexis had as well, her only movements her eyes widening in horror. Her hand was down her pants, her shirt was pushed up, her other hand in her bra, groping a breast.
It was a long, awkward moment.
It seemed to stretch on forever, unrelenting, neither side knowing what to say.
Finally “Uh … were you … fantasizing about me?” Becket asked, still in the doorway, eyes looking everywhere except at the redhead on the couch in the middle of the room.
A long pause. “Um … yeah …”
Another infinite moment.
“I’m not sure how I feel about that.” Becket said slowly.
Another long pause. “Um, a little flattered … and really uncomfortable?” Alexis offered.
“Yup. That’s it.” Becket managed to nod, then went on slowly. “I’m going to go. And we’ll pretend this never happened.”
“Alright.” Alexis said. She was trying desperately to keep her eyes above Becket’s chest, but the cop’s stiffening nipples were making it hard.
Beckett turned and left for the second time, closing the door firmly behind her. Again, she paused three steps down the hallway. No! She told herself firmly. She couldn’t go back. But her body betrayed her. Her nipples were rock hard, poking out even through her bra. The moment of indecision kept her there, though. Looking for excuses to go. Looking for excuses to stay. It was illegal, and besides, she was her partner’s kid. And a girl!
She almost kept going. She almost turned back. Her feet were nailed to the floor.
It was the thought of 15-year old Alexis frigging herself furiously to mental images of her own body that drove Beckett to retrace her steps in a fit of courage.
She yanked open the door, stepped in, and shut it behind her. Alexis hadn’t moved, had even started rubbing herself again, but she stopped when the door re-opened.
“Alright, I’ve only got about 30 seconds of courage, so get your looking done quickly.” Beckett told the teen, even as she peeled off her shirt and pulled her bra up, exposing her small but shapely breasts. Alexis’s jaw dropped, but her hands started moving again, rapidly.
Beckett kicked off her heels, then spun around to shimmy out of her pants. She stepped out them, still bent over, pulling her underwear down too, giving Alexis a tremendous view of her shaved pussy and winking butthole.
She straightened up and turned around, facing the masturbating teen. She was unsure of how to stand. Her hands kept clenching and unclenching, and she resisted the urge to cover her nakedness with them. She swallowed, wondering when her courage would fail. She couldn’t meet Alexis’s eyes, but her gaze was drawn toward the teen’s slit, now on full display when the redhead had yanked her pants down to get unfettered access.
Alexis’s hands were both at her crotch, fingers flying over her clit, and some from her other hand even working into her backdoor. Beckett’s eyes widened as three fingers disappeared into that forbidden passage, and it served to distract her flagging courage for a few more seconds …
She’d ultimately underestimated herself. It was 47 seconds that she lasted before she grabbed the garments closest to herself (her pants and shirt) and sprinted to the bathroom.
She didn’t even put the clothes on. She just sat on the toilet, clutching them to her chest and rocking back and forth, wondering what the hell she’d just done.
Alexis was back down on the couch, rubbing herself to one of the best orgasms of her young life. Her ass clenched around her fingers and her pussy spurted cum high into the air, falling down to coat her quivering body in delicious juice. She shook and spasmed on the couch for a good while, eyes closed as she mentally replayed the glorious image of Beckett’s naked ass in front of her.
Eventually she calmed down as the overwhelming pleasure slowly drained out of her. She realized she hadn’t seen or heard Beckett in a while, and should probably check on the shaken cop. She got up and walked down the hall to the bathroom, knocking on the door.
Beckett heard the knock. No please no just go away. Maybe if she didn’t make a sound Alexis would just leave her be. But the knob turned and the door opened.
“You didn’t lock it.”
Becket couldn’t look at her. She just hugged her clothes closer to her chest and continued rocking back and forth.
“I think you’re very pretty. And I like to masturbate to pretty girls.” Alexis explained simply. She knelt in front of Beckett so they were face to face. The cop noticed the teen’s body was glistening before her view was blocked as Alexis kissed her. Her rocking stopped. She still clutched her clothes as Alexis’s hands gently caressed her face.
Her guilt receded to an ignored part of her mind as the redhead gently pried the clothes from her, putting them off to the side before hands wandered down her body to her breasts. She felt them being cupped, played with, groped as her own hands pulled Alexis closer.
She tried to scoot forwards, but Alexis broke the kiss and pushed her back, so she was reclining against the tank of the toilet. The teen kissed her neck, working her way down towards her breasts. She seemed to claim them as her own, gobbling them up like they were the tastiest treats ever offered.
Beckett groaned, her pussy getting wet and demanding attention, but Alexis was already on that, sliding two fingers inside her and a thumb on her engorged clit. Beckett moaned again, clutching Alexis’s head to her chest. The illegality of this was only adding the naughtiness, making Beckett horny. Hornier than she’d been in a long time. Legal, illegal, it was getting harder to care. Harder to think, in fact. All she knew was she wanted this beautiful redhead to …
Alexis was almost reading her mind, leaving Beckett’s breasts for the cop to play with as she travelled south, kissing and licking her way across the brunette’s toned stomach to reach her clit, rising up out of her vulva like Mt Vesuvius. Beckett was certainly ready to blow.
It was all Beckett could do not to cum with the amount of suction Alexis applied to her clit. She gripped her own tits, mauling them as the pleasure of her own orgasm approached. She was hurled over the edge when the teen shoved two well-lubed fingers into her ass.
Stars exploded within her as rapturous ecstasy tore through her body, heaving herself against the teen. Her pussy squirted, adding her cum to the sheen already coating the teen. Alexis never wavered, continuing her ministrations as Beckett’s body bucked beneath her. Her fingers were nearly crushed by the admirable ass that gripped them. Her nostrils filled with the scent of Beckett’s cum, and she was determined to bring it about again.
When Beckett came back to earth, Alexis’s tongue was deep in her slit, but two fingers were still up her ass, and she was building up to another mind-breaking orgasm.
“Th – thank you, Alexis. K – keep … unh … going.” She managed to grunt out. The teen just looked up at her with those beautiful eyes, and she came again. She desperately tried to keep her eyes open, gaze locked on the gorgeous girl who was inflicting such wonderful pleasure on her. It was hard, her body bucking of its own accord as her orgasm raged inside her.
Alexis kept going, even as Beckett’s body gave out, collapsing exhausted against the toilet until the teen worked her magic again, bringing her to the brink of ecstasy before abruptly pulling away.
The brunette was shaken from her daze. “Please Alexis, I need this.” But the feisty redhead just stood up and sashayed away, giving Beckett a tremendous view of her young, swaying derriere. Alexis turned around at the door, crooking a finger at the cop with her most sultry look. Follow me. Beckett shot off the toilet and followed at the redhead’s heels, even swatting the teen’s rear and getting her to jump.
Alexis led her to the teen’s bedroom. She flipped open her laptop and turned on the webcam, setting it not to broadcast, but so they could watch themselves. Then she grabbed her pillows and tossed them into the middle of the bed.
“Face down, ass up on those.” She commanded. The cop, desperate to cum, obeyed. Alexis rummaged around in her drawer, pulling out a pair of boys brief’s and her long anal dildo. She wiggled into the briefs, then pulled up the front flap and pushed the dildo through from the inside. The flat base prevented it from falling out. A bit of a home-brew strapon. She grabbed some lube and coated the entire thing, trying to pay attention to her task but distracted by the beautiful ass on her bed; Beckett’s brown eye practically begged to be filled.
Alexis clambered up on the bed behind Beckett, rubbing the cock up and down the cop’s crack a few times before placing the tip at Beckett’s puckered rosebud and slowly pushing in.
“Careful, Alexis. It’s been – uhn – a while since I’ve done anaAAAAAAAHH!!!” Beckett’s protest ended in a scream when Alexis ignored her words and smoothly thrust all 12 inches into her delectable derriere.
Beckett knew her ass should hurt. Hell, it did hurt. But the pain only added to the pleasure, as close as she was. She might feel it later, but for now all she wanted was more.
More is what she got. Alexis pounded her ass powerfully, relentlessly, mercilessly, their thighs slapping together as the dildo repeatedly plundered the depths of her bowels. She turned her head, watching the lewd display of Alexis reaming her backside, her taught butt cheeks quivering as the teen slammed into her again and again. She felt an incredible orgasm building up inside her.
Alexis wasn’t watching the computer. Her eyes were fixed on Beckett’s ass, watching in enraptured delight as that back hole stretched and swallowed an entire foot of plastic again and again and again. Her trance was finally broken by the cop’s shriek of pure joy.
“I’M COOOOOOOOOOOOMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING!!!”
It was beyond anything she could ever have imagined, far more powerful than anything she’d felt before. Pleasure flooded her entire being, exploding in her brain, thrashing her body this way and that as Alexis plunged deeply into her ass one last time and rode out the storm. It was a wild ride, Beckett’s body quivering, tensing, spasming in random directions as her mind melted under the onslaught of ecstasy. Her screams of pleasure were muffled by the bed or New Jersey would’ve heard.
It was all too much. After a minute of pure pleasure, her eyes rolled back in her head and her body went limp. Alexis, no stranger to orgasmic catatonia, was unworried. She slowly pulled out, then got up, doffing her “strapon” before crawling on the bed next to the cop. She rolled the brunette onto her back, simply admiring her beautiful body.
With a sudden intake of breath, Beckett came to. “Wha … that was …” She gulped, unable to find words for the bliss slowly receding. She was on her back, staring into the eyes of the most beautiful girl she’d ever seen. But Alexis was still only a teen. The feelings of guilt came seeping back into her. Had it all been worth it? Alexis closed the gap between them, kissing her. The guilt seemed banished with the touch of her lips and the feel of those incredible breasts against her own body. One thought remained. Hell yes!
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