She rolls her eyes. “Look,” she says, suddenly direct, “worry about tomorrow later.” And then she unbuckles her seatbelt and leans across the center console and kisses him, hard and brief. “Now, are you going to invite me up for coffee?”
This line is why I love you and I love Beckett and I love that fic exists and Castle exists and feelings feelings feelings. It's just.... this is why the term extraordinary KB was coined, and god KATHERINE BECKETT YOU ARE BASICALLY LIKE NO OTHER, OF COURSE YOU MADE OUT WITH HIM AND GOT HIM TO STOP DICKING AROUND BECAUSE IT IS WHAT YOU DO AND I WOULD EXPECT NOTHING LESS OF YOU.
Thank you so much for writing this so I have yet another one of your fics to go back and read again, and for a prompt that is a scenario I have thought about so much I almost sat down to write myself a little while ago. YOU ARE SPLENDID.
HEY WAIT. What do you mean "almost sat down to write myself." I THINK YOU MUST WRITE IT TOO. I want. I need.
SO glad you liked that line, because I had a brief moment where I was like "hey. should they fuck?" before I was suddenly like "OF COURSE THEY SHOULD!!"
Well it was going to go in the fic I posted last night but after the third structure change there wasn't really a place for it anymore? BUT MAAAAYBE, maybe after I get rid of the casefile that continues to haunt me in my sleep until I write the last chapter I can do it. God knows the world needs more reasons for us to write about Castle and Beckett boning.
ALSO FACT: the answer is always yes they should fuck. Always.
Ahhhh. That's better. Except did you really have to go and do that to me, because I have Very Important Work that I am utterly failing to do because your writing ENTHRALLS AND CAPTIVATES me, so while I am all happy and thankful now I will not be tomorrow morning when I have gotten too little sleep because of YOU.
I like your fact. It will be my Castle motto from now until forever.
Ahahaha sorry! (Wait, no, I am not, I LOVE being a tease). I am sure someday the smut fairy will accost me in some dark alley and then there will be all kinds of explicit sexytimes.
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She rolls her eyes. “Look,” she says, suddenly direct, “worry about tomorrow later.” And then she unbuckles her seatbelt and leans across the center console and kisses him, hard and brief. “Now, are you going to invite me up for coffee?”
This line is why I love you and I love Beckett and I love that fic exists and Castle exists and feelings feelings feelings. It's just.... this is why the term extraordinary KB was coined, and god KATHERINE BECKETT YOU ARE BASICALLY LIKE NO OTHER, OF COURSE YOU MADE OUT WITH HIM AND GOT HIM TO STOP DICKING AROUND BECAUSE IT IS WHAT YOU DO AND I WOULD EXPECT NOTHING LESS OF YOU.
Thank you so much for writing this so I have yet another one of your fics to go back and read again, and for a prompt that is a scenario I have thought about so much I almost sat down to write myself a little while ago. YOU ARE SPLENDID.
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SO glad you liked that line, because I had a brief moment where I was like "hey. should they fuck?" before I was suddenly like "OF COURSE THEY SHOULD!!"
p.s. YOU ARE SPLENDID TOO.
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ALSO FACT: the answer is always yes they should fuck. Always.
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Ahhhh. That's better. Except did you really have to go and do that to me, because I have Very Important Work that I am utterly failing to do because your writing ENTHRALLS AND CAPTIVATES me, so while I am all happy and thankful now I will not be tomorrow morning when I have gotten too little sleep because of YOU.
I like your fact. It will be my Castle motto from now until forever.
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OH
If things would have happen this way.
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Great idea, great execution.
He moves his hands in a vague gesture over the bed and at the wall and towards the bathroom (oh, God, that shower).
Oh, you tease.
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*THUD*
(hopefully someday SOON)
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God. I really don't even know what I'm saying anymore.
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