259. Chapter 259

After Number One Fan

By

UCSBdad

Disclaimer: I may not be Castle's number one fan, (That's Kate.), but I am a fan. I just don't own Castle. Rating: M Time: See above.

Rick and Kate were the last ones to get to the Old Haunt that night. Everyone else had left from work, but Kate had insisted on going home to change. Castle had grumped at waiting while Kate got dressed, but when she walked out of their bedroom, he saw it was worth it.

"Wow!"

Kate smiled. "Like it?" She wore a blue dress that closely matched the color of Castle's eyes. The dress came up to her neck in front, but was slit down the front showing her cleavage. As the dress left her back bare, it was obvious to Castle that she wasn't wearing a bra. The dress came to mid-thigh, showing off her long, trim legs.

"I love it. I love you." He put his arms around her and gently kissed her, so not to muss her make up. When he pulled back, he looked her over closely. "Beautiful." He ran his hand down the slit in the front of her dress, stroking the valley between her breasts.

Kate pulled away. "Castle. Please. You know I don't like people looking at my scar. Even you."

Castle leaned down and parted the dress, leaned in and gently kissed her scar. "I love all of you, even the scar. I love your scar because it proves you're a fighter."

She blushed and looked at her feet. "Okay. I love you as well. Just don't get any scars of your own. Today was way too close for me."

"I plan to spend the rest of my life with you, too. A long happy life."

They walked into the Old Haunt to the cheers of the assembled cops. Espo, Lanie, Ryan and Jenny were in a booth and waved for Rick and Kate to join them. They scooted over so that both would have a place to sit, but Kate sat on Rick's lap instead. She playfully wiggled her ass once she was on his lap and smiled at him.

"Lap dance?" He whispered in her ear.

"Any time, big boy." She whispered back.

"How about that!" Ryan said. "Mom and Dad are finally back."

"And together." Lanie added. "You two just make sure that you stay that way."

Kate brushed her lips against Castle's. "I think I've learned my lesson…"

"At long last." Espo broke in. "Beckett, everyone, including you two, have known for years that you loved each other and that you were perfect for each other. About time, I say."

Everyone agreed.

"Kate isn't the only one who's learned a lesson." Castle spoke up. "I absolutely will never let her get away from me."

Kate kissed him again. "As I was saying, I've definitely learned my lesson. Although there is a small part of me that misses working for the Attorney General, I'm back with the best partner I've ever had. Castle is my partner in every sense of the word. He's the only man I've ever really loved." She kissed him once more. "Thanks, babe, for putting up with everything. I hope the trouble was worth it."

"Eh, what trouble?" Castle said seriously.

Kate swiveled around in Castle's lap to look at all of her friends. "And I'm back with my family again. Yes, Ryan, Mom and Dad are back."

"If you could just do something about the wicked step-mother." Espo stage whispered.

"Actually, I think she's warming to our little family." Castle said. "She let Beckett and me investigate this case. The old Gates would have gone ballistic at letting an ex-cop and a "dilettante writer" investigate a case in her precinct. I think we may have to consider promoting her from Evil Stepmother, First Class to, maybe, Crazy Aunt."

"Speak for yourself." Espo shot back.

"Well, say what you will, but Gates did go to bat for me with Aaron Stokes to get my job back."

Jenny raised her glass of orange juice. "A toast. To Rick and Kate and the whole family."

Much later, Rick and Kate sat together in the downstairs office of the Old Haunt. "I need to tell you something, babe."

"You do? Really? That usually means something bad."

Kate quickly shook her head. "No, not at all. It's just that up to now our problem was that we didn't talk, so I'm afraid I'll be telling you a lot of little things to make up for it. I really feel bad about not talking to you."

"I didn't talk, too. But go ahead."

Kate took a deep breath. "When we were talking, just before McCord showed up the other night. When you said that things weren't working and that you had a solution. I was afraid your solution was to break off the engagement."

"Oh, god! Kate! After everything, do you really think that I'd ever leave you? I won't you know. Never."

"I know. It was just a silly thought for a second, but it shows how much I love you and how much I'm afraid of losing you. Like today. I ran in and saw you lying there after the gunshot. Just for a second, I thought I'd lost you and then I saw there was no blood. You weren't hit."

"I was hit. I just didn't bleed." He smiled when he said that so Kate didn't feel bad.

"Point taken. You always get the details right."

"Yeah, I got shot by my number one fan."

"Not a chance. Your number one fan is right here. Emma Briggs is way down the list." Kate smiled wickedly at Rick. "At least she didn't ask you to autograph her boobs. Or did she?"

Rick held up his hand. "I swear to you. I will never autograph another boob or any other female body part in my life. I swear."

Kate's wicked smile grew. "Are you sure?" She said huskily. "Because your number one fan would really like her boobs signed by Rick Castle." Kate reached behind her and the top of her dress dropped. "Would you sign these Mr. Castle?"

"I…don't know that I have a pen." Castle looked around frantically. Where were the damned pens?

"You don't need a pen, lover. Use your tongue." Kate moved over to his lap and presented her boobs to his face.

"Tongue?"

She nodded.

He leaned into her. "R." He ran his tongue over her right boob. "I." His tongue caressed her left boob, then moved to her right nipple. "C." By the time he'd spelled Richard Edgar Alexander Rodgers Castle, her boobs were slick, and she was moaning so loudly he was afraid they'd hear them upstairs. He had run his hands under her skirt and discovered she had no panties on. He stroked her slit and then her clit, then pushed two fingers inside of her.

Kate reached behind her to unzip her skirt, then pushed the dress onto the floor. "Oh, please, Mr. Castle. I'm your number one fan. Will you sign your name here, too?" She moved to the desk, and spread her legs as widely as she could.

"Always." He said.

His face went between her thighs and he began licking her. Kate arched her back to push herself into him, her hands entangling themselves in his hair. As she moved up and down, Kate's hands moved to her boobs, squeezing them and then pinching her taut nipples. "Castle! Please! Now! Inside of me!" She grabbed his hair and tried to pull him on top of her. He resisted. "Castle? Why…?"

"Not on the desk, Kate. It's too uncomfortable for you." He undid his trousers and the two of them pushed them and his boxers down. He sat back down and pulled Kate to him. She slid down onto him and moaned deeply. With one hand he stroked her still wet boobs, and with the other hand he pulled her into a deep, passionate kiss. She could taste herself on his lips and tongue, and drove herself up and down with greater passion to repay what he had given her.

Finally, she had her orgasm as he came inside of her. She sagged into his arms, totally sated.

"Now that is a signature." She whispered.

"And that is a fan."