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I'm Richard Castle. Yes, that Richard Castle.  If you know who I am, congratuations, you have impeccable taste.  If you've never heard of me, I suggest doing some research. Richard Castle RP from ABC's Castle. 21 and over.

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Miracles

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Consciousness trickled in slowly, each of her senses slowly coming to, fighting, to pull her from sleep and away from the darkness. In the distance the sound of beeping registered, her eyes slowly peeling open to nothing more than a bright glare before scrunching shut again. The tiniest action only made her head pound, already so foggy, nothing was making any sense right now. She attempted again to open her eyes slowly, this time slightly more accustomed to the fluorescent lighting, but no less confused as they lazily shifted around the sterile hospital room she appeared to be in. trying to rationalize what she was currently seeing.  

Before she could really place the emotion, she felt a sense of terror come flooding in, her body seemingly remembering before her mind could catch up the sensation of fighting for air, of her lungs burning with the effort to draw breath. Her fingers had been twitching against open space, too far away from his.. from Castle’s, his safe and steady presence the only thing that mattered in the unfamiliar chaos of the room, what she had tried to cling to as unconsciousness had torn her from him with its powerful clutches. In her memories she’d tried to speak to say something to him, forming words she just couldn’t push past her lips and then nothing as they lay there in the loft, everything slowly becoming distant, the last thing she felt was his hand in hers, fingers interlacing together.

Now in her hospital bed, Kate immediately moved to sit up, a frenzy of terrifying scenarios running through her head. Her heart monitor began to race, beeping at her side, her chest immediately tight, and aching.  She gripped the bars at the sides of her hospital bed, forcing herself up into more of a sitting position. Where was Castle? Her ribs ached with the motion and she had to inhale sharply to offset the pain, the corresponding beeps of her heart at her side speeding up further as panic swirled in her gut. Wires were everywhere, in her arm, her nose, each movement reminding  her of their presence and she just wanted to rip them out, tear them away from her body, force herself up so that she could find him. Castle was hurt, it was her fault, everything she’d tried to prevent had exploded in her safest place.

Her throat was so sore, she couldn’t seem to push the words out once again but attempted to do so when a doctor entered her hospital room.  “Castle..” she murmured, her voice so weak, cracking with the weight of his name.  “Where’s Rick?” she forced out louder this time, fear and hysteria beginning to creep into her words.

“You need to relax,” her doctor told her calmly, placing a hand against her shoulder so she laid down again.  “Your husband is fine.  He’s regained consciousness and has been asking for you too.  I’ll make sure to tell his doctors you’ve woken up too.”  The doctor looked at the duel heart monitors, one keeping Kate’s pulse and the other monitoring the baby’s.  “Can you take a deep breath for me?  You’ve gotten through this far, we don’t want your baby to go into distress now.”

Castle groaned as a nurse pressed him back into his bed, two floors away from Kate.  “Mr. Castle, please, you’re not strong enough to move on your own yet.”  He fell back against his pillow with a sigh.  “When am I going to be able to see my wife?”  The nurse smiled at him.  “Well, we’ve heard that she’s awake and alert so once you’re both stable enough, we’ll arrange a visit.”

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Yes, dear. 256/365 days of caskett

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She loved focusing on him, being able to concentrate completely on him and his reactions. It gave her such a power kick to have him practically melting beneath her, hearing her name fall from his lips, knowing that she was the cause of the pleasure coursing through him, that he could barely keep his hips down, bucking up against her, desperate for her mouth. Considering all of his experience, she was pleased to see that she was having such an effect on him. For once he was actually speechless, Richard Castle unable to form words. Who would have thought? 

Kate pulled back slightly, letting her tongue lightly trail back to focus on his tip, teasing and swirling slowly, taking the head of him into her mouth only. She watched him with a smirk on her face, one hand gently stroking the rest of him, the other fondling his balls gently before she began to firmly suck once again, taking him further down her throat. He was quite the size and it took her a moment to work back up to it again, not that she’d ever explicitly tell him that right now. He didn’t need that ego boost.

She moaned against the feel of him in her mouth, humming and creating vibrations along the length of him, reveling in the pleasure he was deriving from her mouth with each thrust. Kate began to bob slowly once again, her tongue lashing continuing with every descent her mouth made. She watched him with hooded eyes, her own glued to his face. Something as simple as the curve of his mouth, his eyes falling shut, a moment of slackjaw, she lived for all of those moments. She always had, it was part of the reason she’d always enjoyed teasing him 

When she moaned and sent a vibration through him, he unraveled, thrusting into her mouth.  He groaned as he came then laid back against his pillow a moment, eyes closed as he regained his composure.  He finally sat up to face her and kissed her as he pushed her back so they were laying against the foot of the bed. 

“I’m impressed you could fit it all,” he teased as he pushed himself up to hover over her. His eyes scanned every inch of her body, fingers moving over the tiny elephant on her hipbone.  His lips moved to her neck, kissing and nipping the skin at the base of her neck until a mark formed.  His tongue soothed over the fresh bruise before his lips began to move down her body, kissing each breast in turn before taking a nipple into his mouth, twisting it gently and swirling over it with his tongue before he continued his journey south.

Kissing her tattoo, he slid one hand between her legs, rubbing her swollen clit with two fingers.  He tilted his head up to look at her, smiling before he positioned himself between her legs. He moved his tongue along the length of her slit, licking against her clit before he pushed two fingers into her.

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[otpprompts]

Imagine your previously established OTP/3 is laying in bed together when Person A starts to squirm and pant in their sleep. Soon it becomes apparent that Person A is having a wet dream. What do Person B (and/or C) do?

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Kate had been more than happy to focus on him, but she should have expected there’d be a fight for control for who could get the most reactions out of one another, both of them eager to explore each others bodies after all this time, to learn what the other likes. At the first grazing touch against her clit she couldn’t help but to shudder, her hips slick and hot bucking up against the pads of his fingers but just as she was falling into the sensation he’d pulled away from her again, leaving her pressing her legs together tightly for a moment to quell some of the newly building pressure there, “Fuck..” she growled, eyes darkening. Before she could protest further he was kissing her. 

She could taste herself on his lips, her tongue soon sliding over his lower lip,  pushed into his mouth to taste herself on him. Just knowing that she’d left him with a part of herself was so hot. But there was something else she wanted to do even more. Her eyes flickered back downwards, falling on the hot flesh of his erection again, the length of him swollen and impressively hard. She continued to squeeze in tight clenches up and down, feeling the heavy size of him passing through her palm. The speed she kept still quite slow, fingertips feathering his tip on every up stroke. Having Richard Castle responding to the slightest touch of her fingers around his cock was the ultimate power kick.

She merely smirked when he spoke, biting down on her lower lip. “Let’s hope you don’t shoot too soon.. give me a chance to play with you…” Her hair fell over her shoulder as she began to tease his tip with her tongue, making sure she held his eyes in hers, focusing her attentions there. Finally, Kate let the heat of her tongue pull him in fully, drawing it out hard and long and held him, her lips beginning a bobbing motion, letting his length move inside her mouth.

He had to remind himself to breathe when Kate leaned over him, her tongue circling the tip of his erection, her eyes watching him through the curtain of hair that had fallen over the side of her face.  He groaned when her lips circled around him, taking him into her mouth, all the way to the base. His head fell back, eyes squeezed shut as he adjusted to the sensation of himself filling her mouth, hot and wet and surrounding him completely.  “Kate... fuck...” he said with a low groan.  He lifted his hand to tuck her hair back so that he could see her, fisting his hand into her hair at the back of her head.

He couldn’t do anything more than watch her as she bobbed, sucking on him like he was her favorite flavor of lollipop, her tongue against the underside of his cock. He knew he wasn’t dreaming now.  It was better than anything he could have ever imaged, those long nights in his office when he’d dream that his hand was her mouth.  “God... Kate,” he grunted, his hand tightening around her hair, tugging a bit roughly as his hips rose against her.  “It’s... amazing... I can’t...” he mumbled, struggling to hold on, not wanting to lose this feeling so quickly but he was unraveling beneath her.

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Do so. Now

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She watched him closely, taking the time to bask in every single one of his reactions, each one turning her on immensely.  ‘‘I don’t think I specified that it had to be IN the house…” she added quickly, biting down on her lower lip in a tease. The movement of his body shifting against hers, hips bucking into her, made her shudder, nearly gasp for breath, her body already reacting to the closeness of him. “Or you could show me.. Isn’t what what writers do? Show not tell..” she whispered breathlessly, her breath hitching. With her knees braced on each side of his waist she could feel him beginning to fill out beneath her, teasing her inner thighs and the deep rumble of his groan, she immediately wanted to hear more of.  Her hips couldn’t help but ground down onto his, one hand sliding beneath the sheets, to seek him out, finding his length and giving him a firm slow stroke. 

Just being able to touch him so intimately, to feel him getting harder in her hand was driving her crazy. She hadn’t wanted to get carried away again but after denying herself for so long, and having him laying beneath her, wanting her as much as she wanted him. Just a little taste, had her craving more, the way she always knew it would. His ego was well deserved to say the least. She couldn’t help but groan quietly at the feel of him in her hand, her gaze only only moving away from his blue eyes to take in the sight of his length, starting to stand at further attention for her while her hand moved up and down slowly but firmly. “Was this how you touched yourself, Rick?” she practically purred. “In that office of yours… biting back groans.. like I did when I was in the bath.. your book the closest I could get to you at the moment…”

He bucked into her hand when she started slowly pumping him, growing hard in her hand. He watched her hand move slowly along his shaft, her long fingers wrapped around him. His head fell back when she started talking, just her voice so low and sultry almost sent him over the edge. He reached one hand out to grasp her wrist to stop her movements when she started to tell him how she’d touch herself reading his books. He closed his eyes, imagining how wet she’d gotten for him when he didn’t even know it, in her apartment, lounging in her bathtub with her hand sliding between her legs .

Still holding her wrist in one hand, he sat up enough to kiss her, moving his free hand to the space between their bodies. Sliding two fingers against her, teasing her clit before pushing two fingers into her, pulling them back quickly. He smirked at the tiny noise of protest she’d made when he stopped touching her. Placing another quick kiss against her lips, he released his hold on her wrist as he lifted the two fingers that had been inside of her to her bottom lip then moving the fingers to his own mouth.

He kissed her again, his tongue delving into her mouth as his fingers returned between her legs. His lips moved to her neck, kissing and nipping the supple skin near her collarbone as his free hand moved to her chest, tweaking her nipple between her fingers. “The situation is about to get pretty sticky in here, detective,” he muttered against her ear, trying to tease his best cop voice through his gasps as he jerked into her hand.

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endless list of otps: Richard Castle and Katherine Beckett (Castle)

I’m just waiting for my partner. Maybe you’ve seen her. Pretty girl, thinks she can leap tall buildings in a single bound, carries the weight of the world on her shoulders, yet still manages to laugh at some of my jokes. She sounds like a handful. Tell me about it. Castle? Thank you. For what? For not pushing and giving me the space to get through this. Always.

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Kate groaned at the slight graze of his fingertips sliding across her skin and shifted against the gentle motion before she moved to straddle him further, returning his soft, slow kiss. With her long lean body pressed against his, she couldn’t get over the feeling of being like this with him, something she’d wondered if she’d ever experience. He wasn’t the only one who had dreamed about this, longer than she’d ever admit to, he’d filled her fantasies, filled her mind with the very thought of him, of what they could share.

“I don’t know if I can tell you it’s real with any certainty..” she murmured, “You’re not the only one with a wild imagination. Despite the delicious tremors running through her body from their activities, she still couldn’t quite believe it herself. Her hands slid over his broad chest, scraping gently, dipping lower, her lips soon following, tracing his muscles, feeling the heat of his skin beneath her, tempting her to melt in to him. She kept her eyes on him, glimmering in the darkness of his Hampton’s bedroom. “You have no idea how much I wanted you, the things I’d think about… the things I did reading your book..”

His eyes widened when Kate moved to straddle him, pressing against him as they kissed.  “Oh really?” he asked when she told him about her imagination.  “Well, why didn’t you tell me?  We could have done this so much sooner,” he teased, already knowing why she wouldn’t or couldn’t tell him how she’d felt.  His hips bucked involuntarily when her hands moved down his chest, letting out a low groan as her lips trailed behind her fingers.

“Oh yeah?” he asked when she mentioned what she’d do reading his books, his voice low and thick as he watched her move down his chest, her long hair tickling his skin.  “How about you tell me about that? Or better yet,” he whispered, raising his hips just enough so that his hardening dick pressed quickly against her.  “You can show me.  What were you saying.. about every room in the house?”

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She met his gaze with a coy sideways glance and shook her head slightly, exhaling an abrupt laugh, for someone who was great with his words, she wasn’t expecting such an literal definition of what they’d shared but it amused her nonetheless. “Hope it was worth waiting for,” she added, leaning in to give his top lip a much more lingering nip.

Her lips remain inches apart from his as she slowly pulled apart from him, smirking slightly. “I don’t know, wouldn’t want to wear you out when I intend to make love to you in or on every inch of this place..” she murmured in response to him, fingertips crawling back up his towards his chest and her eyes lifting to meet his again. 

He almost laughed when she asked if it was worth waiting for.  He grinned as she playfully nipped his lip, his arms still around her securely.  “There’s a reason I got a little... primal,” he admitted. “I guess over the years I’ve gotten kind of worked up.  You know, those sex scenes in my books. Kate, I went to sleep so many nights dreaming about this, about you, about holding you like this.  I’d wait forever for you.  But.. yes, definitely worth the wait,” he told her earnestly.  “You were right, you know,” he told her, reaching up to tuck some hair behind her ear.  “I had no idea.”

He leaned forward to kiss her, frowning a bit when she pulled back with a tiny smirk.  “Oh really?” he asked when she told him her plans, her fingers ghosting back up his chest.  “We have all summer to do whatever you want and I can’t wait.”  He pulled her to him, kissing her slowly.  “You’d tell me if I was dreaming right?” he whispered, his hands sliding over the smooth skin on her sides and hips, always touching her somewhere, making sure she was real.  “Even though this is probably the best dream I’ve ever had, tell me this is real.”

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It wouldn’t be easy, she knew she’d still be hesitant to share her burdens with him, would always want to keep him far, far away from any danger but just knowing that he was there, wanting to dive into it with her meant more than she knew how to verbalize and she can’t stop her face from breaking into a smile, one that reached her eyes as she shifted forward, catching his lips in kiss, reveling in the way it felt to have him beneath her, to lie atop him right now, wrapped up in his arms. 

So far from the city, the memories, Kate felt at ease, his words only bringing her another level of calm, the way they always had, before he’d ever laid eyes on her. “And I want you with me..” she spoke softly as she pulled back from the kiss, keeping her lips only a breath away from his. “I don’t want us to change.. I want to be able to share more with you, for this.. what we have.. to keep getting better..” Her fingers began to crawl down his chest slowly while her brow arched, teeth sinking into her lower lip as her eyes drifted down to where her fingers tease, “I think we’ve made a good start.. at sharing things I mean… don’t you?” 

He smiled when she said she wanted him with her this time. He smiled as he kissed her back, smiling at how natural it was, how easy it was to just lean over and kiss her.  “Better, huh?  We had a pretty good start,” he smiled sleeply at her, his arms tightening around her again.  His eyes widened a bit when her hand started trailing down his chest.  He was suddenly more awake than he’d been just a moment ago when he would have been perfectly content to fall asleep wrapped up with her.

“I guess... sharing orgasms has brought us closer,” he said lightly.  He let out a low groan when her fingers brushed against him, he jerked involuntarily into her hand.  “Although we could always... share more.”

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Miracles

Castle groaned as he slowly became aware of the monitors beeping next to him.  He opened his eyes a crack and looked at the hand on his chest, a heart monitor attached to his index finger and an IV needle inserted into the back of his hand.  As he became more and more aware of the hospital room he was in, his mind darted back to earlier... the day before?  How long had he been out?  He had no idea.  He and Kate had both been shot by Caleb Brown, last he remembered they held each other as they waited for their inevitable deaths.

“Mr. Castle, welcome back.” He looked up at the voice in the room as the doctor walked in.  “You, sir, are very lucky,” the doctor told him, checking the chart at the foot of the bed.  Castle stared at the other man, he had so many questions but only one he could verbalize.  “Kate. Where’s Kate?”

The doctor smiled.  “Your wife is fine.  She’s in the maternal critical care unit.” Castle’s eyes narrowed at the word maternal.  “Don’t worry, your baby’s fine too,” the doctor continued, misinterpreting Castle’s look.  “That little boy or girl is very lucky, so is your wife.  I can tell you this for sure, you’re going to have a little fighter on your hands.”

Castle blinked.  Kate was pregnant?  He racked his mind for any clues that he may have missed, any pregnancy symptoms he overlooked.  There was none.  She hadn’t been sick lately, her eating habits hadn’t changed.  She never even mentioned missing her period.  “I’ll go let her doctors know you’re awake.”  He nodded as the doctor left, “thank you,” he mumbled as the door shut.

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Discard.

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She looked at him, studying his expression, trying not to give anything away in her own. What did he see when he looked at her with his deep blue eyes, she didn’t know. But even now she could feel the heat rise to her skin where his attention grazed, the fingertips of her free hand, dusting the edge of her collarbone as she resumed looking back at her cards.

Her poker face was good, but he spent his days watching her, learning her, not just in the name of character research but more intimately than ever now and he had something she’s almost sure of it. The look in his eyes was one she couldn’t help but enjoy but at the same time, like now, it gave her pause, not knowing whether or not to trust it. A slight furrow developed between her brow, her eyes narrowing slightly as she bit down on her lower lip. 

When he spoke her eyebrow raised along with his as she fingered her cards distractedly. The game continued on and when it came to the showdown Kate gracefully accepted her loss, or at least was as graceful as she could manage clamping down on the remarks that were just begging to break past her zipped lips. It was only early on and the stakes weren’t high yet, her heels not an item she’d miss. 

Kate shifted and stretched her legs out under his desk, body uncurling from itself as she stood to toe off each of her heels, eyeing him. “Don’t think I still won’t beat your pants off,” she grumbled before settling back in her chair and dragging her fingers slowly through her hair, arching her brow in his direction. 

An idea struck her and she reached for her glass of wine, taking a quick sip and holding his gaze, waiting for him to deal. Her expression remained nonchalant to the casual observer but there was a smirk twitching at the edges of her lips, amusement glinting in her eyes as she leaned in closer and casually brushed her  foot against the inside of his ankle, edging it slowly up his pant leg, a little further than she perhaps should be.

He raised an eyebrow, watching as she removed her shoes.   Smiling when she said she’d still beat him he kicked off his shoes then leaned down to pull his socks off.  “I’ll even give you a head start.  Just because you play dirty doesn’t mean I will.”

He dealt the next hand, not bothering to even look at his cards as he smiled a Kate.  He put his arms behind his head, leaning back casually on his chair so he was tipping back on the back two legs.  “Your call,” he told her, twitching one eyebrow as he smiled at her.