leverage: 3x11

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3x11 - After Natalie Rhodes asks Beckett to "give him permission or something" then Beckett tries to have the talk with Castle where she gives him permission to sleep with Natalie, except Beckett is so awkward and vague that Castle misunderstands and thinks she is saying SHE wants to sleep with him. (from castlefanficprompts) :) (i read your tags, can't wait to read it)

“Can you talk to him for me?”

“…and say what?”

“I dunno…give him permission or something.”

Kate was dumbfounded, her mouth gaping wide open as she stared at her creepy clone, whose face was completely flat and serious, blue eyes shining hopefully. Clearly, Natalie Rhodes was insane. Hell, she lived inside a freaking crawlspace for a month! And now she wanted her to…to give Castle permission to…sleep with her?!?!

Half of Kate’s brain was reminding her, sensibly, that she had absolutely no claim to Richard Castle; that he was a grown man capable of making his own decisions, which did, in fact, include sleeping with Natalie Rhodes. Really, he didn’t even need her permission, but according to Natalie, he did.

And the other half was pummeling the first half so hard that she was pretty sure it was giving her a headache. It was also repeating the word “MINE” like a mantra.

“I have to go,” Kate said. “Over there.” Awkwardly, she got to her feet and carried her coffee into the break room with her, leaving “Creepy Beckett” behind. The second she entered, she turned to glare at the actress through the window, her eyes narrowed through the slit in the blinds.

As she watched, Natalie stood and approached the murder board, studying it as intently as Kate usually did. It sent a shiver down the real detective’s spine and she turned away, practically peeing herself when she found Castle not two feet away. He grinned in amusement and she glared at him, before her look softened as she thought about Natalie’s request.

“You have my permission,” she said, suddenly, the words bursting from her lips randomly and completely without her permission. She felt her face flame up as Castle tilted his head at her, curiously.

“Permission to…”

“Sleep with…Nikki Heat.” She couldn’t bring herself to say the woman’s real name, intent on making believe that this was all just for research and Natalie totally didn’t have a thing for her—for Castle.

The writer’s blue eyes widened in surprise at that and he gaped at her much the way she’d gaped at Natalie earlier. “You…really?” he asked, sounding as if she just delivered an early Christmas to the precinct. “You want me to…”

“Why not?” she sighed. “It was probably going to happen anyway, right? Why prolong the waiting?”

“I…I mean, if you’re sure…” he said. Kate shrugged her shoulders.

“I wouldn’t say it if I wasn’t, would I?” she said. He shook his head, a wide smile spreading over his features and she fought past that pang of hurt inside. Obviously, he wanted to sleep with Natalie too. It was a wonder why he even said no in the first place. Though now he was doing that thing where he just stood there and stared at her. “Well?” she said.

“Well what?” Castle asked.

“Aren’t you going to do it?” she asked, gesturing vaguely towards the door.

“You mean…right now?” he asked, his voice a whisper.

“Yes, I mean right now!” Kate exclaimed, then lowered her voice. “I mean, why not? It’s what you want, isn’t it?”

“Oh, you have no idea,” he husked as he stepped towards her. Kate opened her mouth to ask what he was doing but before the words were even out of her mouth, his lips had descended on hers and his arms were bound around her waist. Her eyes widened at the initial contact, but she soon found herself melting into him, her lips moving in time with his as her arms bound around his neck.

After a few moments, she pulled back, completely out of breath. “What….was that?” she gasped, her nose nuzzled against his. “Not that it wasn’t enjoyable,” she insisted. “But…what?”

“I thought…I thought you were giving me permission to…uh…sleep with you,” Castle said. “Usually, with me at least, that involves kissing. A lot of kissing.” He pressed another kiss to her lips, his turning up at the corners. “And you were kind of rushing me into it, too.”

“Castle,” Kate sighed, her hands playing with the hair at the nape of his neck, “I was talking about Natalie.”

“You want me to sleep with Natalie?” he asked, frowning. “Why?”

“Why not?” Kate asked and both halves of her brain were now screaming at her to shut the hell up.

“Because…I’m not…don’t you know? You must know…”

“Know what, Castle?” Kate asked, exasperated by his inability to speak in complete sentences.

“She’s not the Nikki Heat I want,” he breathed against her lips and Kate shivered, a smile lifting her cheeks.

“Oh?” she purred, butterflies fluttering in her heart and stomach, making her feel lighter. “Is that so?” she asked.

“Oh yeah,” Castle said. “Why settle for the fake Nikki when I have the real one right here in my arms? It would be like trading my Ferrari for a Hot Wheel.” Kate snorted at that and he chuckled. “Besides,” he said, “it’s way too Meta.”

Kate rolled her eyes at that, but didn’t deny him when he reached down to reattach their lips in a bruising kiss. When they pulled back this time, she bit her bottom lip. “So,” she said, “since I’m your ‘muse’ and all, what do you say to doing a little…research?”

“Don’t we have a case to solve?” he asked and she glared up at him.

“Are you really prepared to forgo sex for murder?” she asked.

His eyes widened. “If I ever say something like that again, please shoot me.”

“Deal,” she laughed, pulling him out of the break room with her. They waved to Natalie as they practically sprinted to the elevator, hand in hand, not caring who looked their way and ignoring all the wads of cash that changed hands on their way. Natalie gaped at them, her mouth open so wide that she was in danger of catching flies. Kate snickered, pressing her face into Castle’s neck as they waited for the lift to arrive.

Okay, so this turned out way better than she’d thought it would.

sample of this week's script
  • Will: (ಠ益ಠ)
  • Hannibal: (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧ hello will
  • Will: YOU FUCKING FUCK
  • Hannibal: Dat's me!
  • Will: The Red Dragon. What did you say to him???
  • Hannibal: 'Save yourself, kill them all. (Especially the fake-wife, kill her EXTRA dead.)' Then I gave him your home address. YOLO!! Wasn't that awesome??
  • Will: He poisoned my dogs.
  • Hannibal: ohgodwhathaveIdone