#freakyx

Really???

No i don’t mind at all. I’m happy you did becasue you used my name in the tags and that’s how i found it :)

love this

Her hand is so warm under his touch. He slides his hand up her arm, searching her eyes for any last vestige of hesitation and finding nothing.

 He knows the expression she wears. It’s ice in the air and adrenaline spiking through him and saving the boys.

 His fingertips are at her temple now, his palm cupping her jaw. She leans into his hand, her eyes fixed on his and wide.

 He starts to move his head towards her. The anticipation is going to kill him. She doesn’t move, frozen and unyielding.

 And then his lips meet hers. They’re so warm and soft and tender and good and oh, Kate.

 And then her mouth opens, just slightly. He takes her bottom lip in his teeth, teasing it gently and then soothing the sting with his tongue.

 Her hand comes up to play with the hairs at the back of his neck and shit, electricity down his spine and it’s so good.

 He’s long forgotten the dog that still lies on the floor watching them. He doesn’t care. Kate Beckett is kissing him and they’re not undercover or dying. She just wants to.

 He breaks away from her mouth to rest his forehead against hers. “Kate.” He presses a gentle kiss to her lips. “Kate, God, please don’t pretend that didn’t happen. Please.”

 Her eyes are still closed, so he presses a kiss to each of her eyelids, feeling her eyes flutter beneath his lips.

 “Rick. I. I’m not sure I know how to do this.”

 He pulls her against his chest, the weight of her there is exactly right, exactly what he was missing. “I’ll help you. Okay. We’ll do it together. Just don’t make me go back.”

 She breathes in, nose against his collar. “No. No, I don’t want to go back. I want to move forwards. Kiss me again, Castle.”

freakyx a réagi à votre billet : New icon. Castle 411. Kate Beckett and Kevin Ryan....

Always. :)