Kitten | By : shadowkeepre Category: 1 through F > Castle Views: 9025 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Kitten
AN: Here's a little tasty
inspired by the happenings of Episode 6 of Castle. I really couldn't help
myself. With a scene like that, what's a girl to do but have ideas? Really,
there's no plot. This is just an excuse to write some good ole' smut...
which is something I haven't been inspired to do in a while.
"I definitely saved your life. And you know what that
means, don't you? It means you owe me."
"Owe you what?" Kate
demanded, standing away from the wall.
"Whatever I want. And you
know exactly what I want, don't you?" Rick replied, advancing slowly. "You know
what I really, really want you to
do...." He leaned in, so close she nearly believed he would kiss her, before
swerving to her right and whispering into her ear, "Never, ever call me 'kitten'."
A huge grin replaced
Kate's look of shock and arousal as Rick proceeded to just walk on by.
~oOo0oOo~
"Oh, and just what are you going to do about it, Kitten?" Kate demanded, champagne clouding her senses as she
stabbed her right index finger directly into the center of Rick Castle's chest.
She was hot for him, frustrated as hell with need and looking for trouble. It
was a direct challenge to his manhood, but she was hoping he'd rise to the
occasion, so to speak. It was her birthday, after all. Where did he get off on
interrupting her lonely dinner for one?
"Are you out for
punishment?" he demanded, eyes narrowed as he invaded her personal space,
allowing her back to be imprinted with the edge of the counter behind her.
"Because, believe me, you're asking for it."
"Bring it, Kitten," she taunted again, rising to her toes and breathing
his air.
"I warned you," was his only
reply before he captured her wrists and pulled her away from the counter. Kate
yelped in surprise when he lifted her and tossed her over one shoulder, making
his way to her bedroom. She put up a struggle, but she had to admit that it was
more out of principle than protest. When he unceremoniously dropped her on the
bed, she shot to her knees quickly, pulling his shirt from his trousers with
one hand and bringing his head down for a kiss with the other.
"What was that about a
warning?" she purred against his lips when he moaned. "Seems like an empty
threat to me, Kitten."
His only response was to rip
a few buttons from where they were sewn onto her shirt in his urgency to remove
it. His mouth moved from hers and traveled to the top of the shoulder he had
just exposed. Her sensible pants went next, suffering less damage, but ending
up in a tangled heap somewhere within the vicinity of her dresser. His own
shirt was faring worse than hers and she was starting on the fly of his jeans
when he spun her to face away from him, shoving her to all fours.
There was no foreplay; she
didn't need any. She heard the sound of a condom wrapper being torn open before
one hand on her hip warned her of his penetration. Kate yelped as he thrust
inside, fast and hard; it had been a while, and Rick Castle was above average
in more than just height. "Fuck, yes!" she managed to gasp out as her hands fisted
in the comforter. "Yes, this is – harder!" She began bucking underneath
him, moving back to meet his thrusts as he began a hard and fast rhythm. "God
– oh – please!"
A hand fisted in her hair
and she had to push herself upright in order to avoid having him pull her up by
her hair. His hot breath panted against her ear before he whispered to her in
his sexy-dangerous voice, "Please, what?"
"Please, Ki–"
There was a demanding tug on
her hair and he stopped moving inside her. His other hand moved around her
waist and slid towards her clit. "You know exactly what I want, don't you,
Kate? Give it to me."
She let out a loud moan as
he parted her folds and traced an infuriatingly arousing and unsatisfying
circle around but never touching the spot she wanted touched most.
"Rick! Rick! Please! Fuck
– don't – I – Dammit!" One of her hands grabbed at his wrist
and the other began playing with her own nipple.
He gave one slow, easy
thrust. "Close, Detective. What are you forgetting?"
"No – more –
Kitten. I promise, Rick. Dammit, please."
He placed a kiss on her neck
and murmured, "Good girl," before fucking her hard and attacking her clit at
the same time.
She writhed for him.
Shimmied and spasmed, panting and letting out little half-screams as she
reached so hard for the climax that she knew was just out of reach. She fucked
his dick, bucked against his fingers, and it was there, right there –
"Come for me, baby," he
murmured in her ear before she screamed and every muscle in her body contracted
and relaxed in quick succession, over and over.
Yes! There! More! Don't
stop! Pure pleasure and satisfaction
coursed through her body and mind but all that came out were incomprehensible
screams and labored breaths. Somewhere in the periphery of her senses, she felt
the hand in her hair pull her head back forcefully and the hand at her cunt
grabbing her hip with bruising force as he came, as well.
They collapsed on the bed
after, Rick begrudgingly pulling out of her before getting up, cleaning off,
and pulling the blankets around both of them as they sprawled haphazardly along
the foot of the bed. It was when his arm finally rested around her waist that
Kate was finally able to get to sleep.
~o0oOo0o~
The early-morning sunlight
hit her eyes with a cheerfulness that Kate frankly found offensive. She frowned
and twisted, her back popping as she took in the dream from the night before. Maybe
one day, she thought to herself, I'll
push his big, red "Kitten" button.
But since she had other
things to worry about in the meantime, Kate would simply put on her poker face
every time she saw him at work, and keep her fantasies to herself.
~o0oOo0o~
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