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Kate Beckett was going to kill him.
No doubt about it, she was going to kill him, bring him back to life and then kill him again.
The him in question here was none other than Richard Castle.
The man that had been a constant pain in her ass over the last year.
She thought she’d finally gotten rid of him this summer when she'd told him to leave after he did the one thing she'd warned him not to do – he looked into her mother’s case. The worst part was, that he did it because of his own selfish reasons and was too stupid to even realize that.
She was finally getting used to the fact that he was gone when he was asked to come back to the precinct for a stupid Cosmopolitan interview. It was just her luck that they caught a case in the middle of said interview, and her Captain – who was now next on her list of possible victims – had thought it would be a great idea to let Castle help with the investigation because ‘it would make the NYPD look good.’
Beckett had reluctantly let him help with the investigation while keeping a safe distance from him and not even bothering to answer most of his questions.
She would never admit it, but she didn't think they would've be able to solve this case without him because there was no way that a bunch of cops would’ve been allowed to enter an underground poker game in Chinatown. So, Castle had been the one who'd gone undercover – wearing a wire – to try and identify their suspect.
‘How hard could it be to find a Russian gangster in Chinatown?’ he'd said in his usual cocky tone, until he'd looked around and noticed an entire table filled with Russian gangsters, and being the annoying jackass that he was, he had decided to join their table and play poker with them.
That wasn’t part of the plan.
Beckett was so frustrated with him, even more so when she heard one the Russians say that they were going to ‘take him for everything that he had’.
But once again, Castle’s silly ideas seemed to lead them straight to their killer. When during the game they noticed that one of the men had a fake finger, which clearly explained the missing finger mark on their victim’s neck.
There was one problem though. Castle didn’t seem to realize that the killer was sitting at the table and was most certainly planning to kill him at the first opportunity he got.
Beckett couldn’t let that happen.
The idea of something happening to Castle scared her. ‘It would be too much paperwork’, she tried to reason with herself, shutting down any further thought into why she felt that way.
She had to do something, there was very little time.
Getting out of the van, Beckett changed her clothes as quickly as she could, making herself look as slutty as possible.
Looking in the mirror, she saw herself wearing her suit jacket, tied down with her belt, showing off hot pink bra. The only other thing she wore were her four-inch fuck me heels. Running her hands through her hair, she did a quick once over and decided that she looked slutty enough to not be mistaken for a cop.
Sauntering over towards the location of the poker game, Beckett tried to remain as calm as possible, her brain kicking into cop mode as she ran through her impromptu plan in her head.
She was going to pretend to be Russian, her semester in Kiev had given her a firm hold over the language, so faking an accent would be no issue for her. Next, she was going to pretend to be Castle’s girlfriend. Urgh. There was no doubt in her mind that he was going to taunt her about that for the remainder of the case.
‘It’s a good thing he’ll be leaving soon.’ She told herself as she turned the corner and noticed the two bouncers standing on a staircase. Beckett didn’t break her stride upon seeing them and started to walk up the stairs when one of them put his arm out to stop her.
“Oh, come on, boys.” She said in her fake Russian accent, “My boyfriend is waiting... he’s player. I don’t go inside he will lose… I’m his lucky charm, you know.”
'Shit,' she thought, it looked like they will need a little more convincing; but with the way she looked right now, all she had to do was tease them a little bit, promise them things she would never follow through with and she was sure that it would work. It always worked on men, no matter who they were. Their ability to think with their cocks never ceased to amaze Beckett.
“No?” she asked before she walked further up the stairs and stood right in front of the other bouncer, “Well… maybe I can be a lucky charm for you?” Licking her lips, she continued, “We win… and when I’m in there we always win, then maybe I could share some of my boyfriend’s…” she lets her eyes trail down to the man’s crotch, “luck… with you.”
She was sure that she'd done a good enough job to get inside. It was never hard to convince men using some flirtation and a hint of what might be coming their way if they gave her what she wanted.
A part of her had always liked the fact that she had such control over men. She knew she was attractive; she knew that men looked at her different. She could feel their eyes trail over her body, even at the precinct. It was a sort of thrill for her, knowing how wanted she was; even though she would never follow through with it... well, at least not at the precinct. She had a reputation to maintain, and if by any chance word got out about her, it would all be over. She would be labelled the precinct slut and that would pretty much be the end of her career.
As her mind wandered, she didn’t notice the two bodyguards share a knowing look. They couldn’t believe their luck, one of the hottest women they'd ever seen had just walked up to them and told them she would be happy to share her boyfriend’s luck with them.
They weren’t a couple of dumb guys though, they knew what she was doing. They'd seen countless women do this, flirting with them just to get into the game and not give them another look afterwards. That wasn’t going to happen again. If this bitch wanted to get into the game, she was going to have to follow through with her promises... right now.
“You want entry…” The smaller of the two men said before the other, larger man continued, “You get on your knees… now.”
Beckett’s eyes grew wide when she realized what they meant. Oh no, she needed to change their minds quick.
“Come on, boys… my boyfriend is waiting. How about I come to you after game is over… I promise I will make it good for you two.”
This had to work. If it didn't...
Beckett could feel her confidence slipping away as the seconds ticked by. She was about to try something more when the larger of the two bouncers spoke.
“You get on your knees now... or you can fuck off.”
The tone of his voice made it very clear that there would be no further discussion on this matter. If she wanted to get into the game – and she needed to get into the game – then she was going to have to… to get on her knees for them. Right here on the stairwell in a fucking alleyway like some cheap whore.
There was no other way though… there was no other way to get in, to save Castle. She could go back to the van and have Ryan and Esposito storm the game, but that would take too much time, and even if they did make it there in time, the chances of something going wrong were extremely high.
Taking a deep breath, Beckett made up her mind. This had to be done. She had to do this to save Castle; but after this case was done, she was going to throw him out of the precinct so fucking fast that his head will spin. This was all his fault. Him and his stupid fucking ideas.
“Okay…”
Just like that, the two men stood together as she crouched down. Steeling her nerves, hoping and praying that someone didn’t walk in on them. If someone… anyone saw her like this and recognized her, her career would be over. She had to get this done quick.
It didn’t take long for the two men to get their cocks out, both of them already semi-hard for her. She looked up at them and saw them grinning down at her.
Steeling her resolve once again, Beckett reached up and placed her hands on their dicks, wrapping her slender fingers around them.
Slowly, she started stroking the two men, watching as they became fully hard for her. Their cockheads glistened with precum. They were so heavy and warm in her hands. Her lips parted slightly as she stroked them a little faster.
“Use your mouth, bitch.” The smaller man said.
Beckett glared up at the man. She absolutely did not want his disgusting cock anywhere near her mouth, but there was no other choice. She had to do this.
Leaning in towards him, her mouth just inches from his length, she watched, fascinated as it twitched with anticipation. She licked her lips unconsciously and snuck her tongue out further, giving the head a tentative lick. She shuddered at the awful taste but kept going, sealing her lips around the head.
She wanted this to be over as quickly as possible.
He groaned and threaded his fingers through her hair. Beckett rolled her tongue around the head and slid him deeper into her mouth while her hand continued to stroke the larger man.
Removing her mouth from his cock, she moved to the other guy and did the same. Giving the head a tentative lick before sealing her lips around his length and using her tongue, drawing out a groan from him as well.
Beckett always knew she was good at this. Unlike most women, she actually enjoyed giving blowjobs. It made her feel extremely hot whenever she could turn a man into an incoherent mess just by using her mouth.
It made her feel powerful.
Right now, though, she felt the exact opposite. She wasn’t the one in power. They had all the power in this situation and she was the one that had to do whatever they said. To her own shock and horror, that didn’t stop her body from reacting the way it always did when she found herself in this position.
Heat pooled between her legs as she continued to work the cock in her hand while she sucked the other, covering it in her saliva. She did her best to ignore any thought other than the one where she told herself she was only doing this to save Castle, and that she hated it, because she did…. Right?
Taking her mouth off his cock, Beckett started to alternate between the two men, taking one in her mouth and sucking before she took the other man in, using her hands to continue to stroke both of them at the same time.
She moaned around the dick in her mouth whenever she felt precum land on her tongue. The taste that had originally disgusted her didn’t seem so bad now. Her tongue trailed up and down their lengths, bathing them in her saliva before she gave the same treatment to their balls, rolling and sucking them into her mouth, making the two men groan.
They called her a slut and a whore as they continued to use her mouth, still not believing their luck that such a hot slut like her decided to suck them off just to get into the game.
Beckett did her best to try and make this as good as she could for them, wanting this to be over quick so that she could go in and do her job and forget all about this. She would even try to forget the fact that she could feel her own juices start to leak down her inner thighs.
She wasn’t enjoying this… surely, she wasn’t. She couldn’t be. She was a well-respected NYPD Detective, not some cheap whore who got off on blowing some random guys... and yet, the juices dripping down her inner thighs told an entirely different story, one that she didn’t want to hear or believe.
It didn’t take them long for them to grab onto her head and shove themselves down her throat as her tongue continued to move against the underside of their cock. She couldn’t contain the drool that was leaking out of the side of her mouth and dripping down her chin onto her cleavage.
Putting her hand on the larger man’s thigh, Beckett tried to control how much of his cock he pushed down her throat, but the hand was immediately slapped off by the other guy who just smirked down at her.
His partner, seeing that she was temporarily distracted, thrust forward into her mouth as he used his grip on the back of her head to pull her in. Beckett’s eyes bulged as soon as realized what was happening, but there was nothing she could do to stop it.
She gagged when his cock hit the back of her throat. Her nose was now buried in his pubic hair, as she did her best to control her gag reflex. She gasped as soon as the man let her go and was about to snap at him when her head was grabbed again. The next thing she knew, she had the larger man’s cock down her throat. A single tear leaked out of her eye as she breathed in slowly through her nose, trying her best not to gag.
Beckett looked up at the larger bouncer and he groaned, the sight in front of him was too good and even though he wanted this to last much longer, he knew that wasn’t going to be possible, not with how hot she looked and how great her throat felt around his cock.
“Your boyfriend is a lucky man.” He said as he let the back of her head go.
Beckett didn't even realize that she immediately started bobbing her mouth up and down his length without him having to prompt her.
“Where does he like to cum? In your mouth or on your face?”
There was no way she was going to let these two cum on her face, absolutely not. If it was up to her, they wouldn’t be cumming at all. If it was up to her then she would’ve chopped off their cocks and thrown them in the dirt, but she had to play along and so she rationalized that it would be better if they came in her mouth since there would be no evidence that any of this had ever happened.
Beckett took her mouth of his cock, coughing as she wiped the drool and precum off her chin with the back of her hand. She looked up at them and smiled, putting on a performance worthy of winning an Oscar.
“In my mouth...”
The men groan and start to stroke themselves while she sits there in front of them. She had, unbeknownst to her, moved her hand down between her legs where she was now playing with her clit watching these two men stroke themselves for her.
The smaller of the two men grabbed the back of her head and brought her closer to him. She wrapped her lips around the head and hollowed her cheeks, using her tongue to work the sensitive underside of his cock. It didn't take long for him to flood her mouth with his cum. She swallowed as much as she could, but some of it leaked out the corner of her mouth and dripped down her chin.
Releasing his length with a pop, Beckett barely had any time to wipe her mouth clean before her head was turned to the other side. She took the larger man's length into her mouth as well, hollowing her cheeks as her tongue worked his shaft. It doesn’t take long for him to cum as well.
Beckett’s eyes grew wide in surprise as her fingers brought her to her own orgasm. She couldn't believe it. Horror and disgust battled with arousal within her, as she moaned around the cock in her mouth.
How was it possible that Detective Kate Beckett just got off on giving being forced to give a blowjob to two random men?
She squeezed her eyes shut and swallowed the cum in her mouth as her thighs trembled, both from the position that she was in and the orgasm coursing through her body.
Opening her eyes again, Beckett saw the two men looking down at her and couldn't help but feel a hint of pride at the look on their face. Their mouths were hanging open as they took deep, long breaths, their semi hard cocks dangling between their legs. Even if she wasn’t the one in power, she had still able to turn them into a mess and that thought made her do something she thought she never would.
Collecting the cum that had leaked out of her mouth, she sucked her fingers clean, staring at the men as she did so.
“Hmm… not bad.” She said as she got up, pushed them aside and walked up the stairs, adding an extra sway to her hips for their benefit. She could feel their eyes burning into her skin as they watched her walk away.
Beckett smirked to herself and thought, ‘Maybe that wasn’t so bad.’
X_x
If she thought she wanted to kill Castle before, she wanted to flay him alive now.
How was it possible that this man could keep getting her into these kinds of situations?
As soon as she walked in, Beckett realized this was going to be a lot tougher than she thought. Castle was standing, pressed up against the wall with his hands in the air. Six big Russians guys were standing in front of him. One of them had a gun in his hand. They were asking Castle all sorts of questions about the victim and how he knew so much about him. Beckett had to do something. Stepping in behind the six guys, she put her hands on her hips and said, “Richard, are you bothering these fine men?”
“Beckett?!” Castle squeaked as the men turned to face her.
One of them stepped forward, he seemed to be older than the rest, maybe in his late forty’s. He had an aura about him, and seemed to be their leader. He looked her up and down with a smirk on his face.
“Who are you?”
Beckett stepped forward. She put her hand on the man’s chest and spoke to him just as she had done with the two bouncers, hoping that this time it would work out better for her.
“I’m Richard’s girlfriend…” the men seemed to notice her Russian accent now and they actually seemed please. Maybe this would be easier than it had been with the bouncers. “I know he can be an ass sometimes. He has money. He can pay. Please don’t kill him.”
The begging girlfriend trick always worked. It was probably the easiest trick in the book. All she had to do was pretend to be helpless and beg for the safety of her ‘boyfriend’ and it would always work. Just like she was sure it would work now.
The older man considered her for a moment. His eyes screamed intelligence, and he seemed to be the epitome of calmness. Beckett, being a trained cop, also had no problem staying calm and in character. He moved behind her and put his hands on her shoulders. Bringing his mouth close to her ear, he started speaking to her in Russian.
“We are not going to kill your boyfriend.” There we go, Beckett thought as the man continued, “If…” Oh no, she didn’t like where this was going, “He lets us… play with you for a while.” Yup, she definitely didn’t like where this was going.
Beckett closed her eyes and sighed. ‘Is this all men can think about?’
She tried her best to think of a way out. Stepping close to Castle and asking Ryan and Esposito to storm the club could work, but then she thought about the two bouncers outside. They would be brought in for questioning and would definitely spill their guts once they found out she was a cop. So, calling in Ryan and Esposito was not an option. She couldn’t take on six guys at once, that wasn’t an option either.
There was no other way. If she was to save Castle, then she had to do what the man had just asked her to do, but there was no way that she was going to fuck all six of these men. Not at all.
Turning her head slightly, Beckett looked at the older man and spoke to him in his native language. She kept her voice down so that the others in the room couldn’t hear her.
“How about just you?”, she asked quietly. She knew he was going to need some convincing, but hoped that the prospect of having her all to himself would appeal to the old man way more than having to share her with five other men would. If he agreed, then all she would have to do was get him alone somewhere and take him out. One against one was much easier than six against one. “You can play with me all you like… why share when you can have me all to yourself?”
‘Please say yes, please say yes please say–’
“No.”
‘Fuck.’
This was not good. This was not part of the plan. She had never done anything like this.
The boss leaned in and pressed his cheek against hers, as his hands came down onto her hips.
“If not… say goodbye to your boyfriend.”
Beckett’s shoulders slumped. There was only one way out of this, and that was to give them what they wanted from her. There was no other choice. The only thing she cared about now was that anyone from her team didn't find out about this. She would just give these thugs what they wanted and get the hell out of here and no one would ever find out.
Turning back to look at the mob boss, Beckett nodded her head, “Let me talk to him first please… I don’t want him to see this.”
The older man regarded her curiously for a second. Wondering if she had anything up her sleeve. After a quick moment, he seemed to be satisfied with what he saw and he nodded his head.
Beckett held her high as she walked over to Castle. She grabbed onto the lapels of his shirt and pulled him close until they are inches away from each other. She noticed his eyes land on her lips, but at that moment, she couldn’t care less about that. Putting her mouth near the wire, she whispered to Ryan and Esposito.
“I’ve got this under control… We’ll be out soon.”
Knowing that the boys won’t disobey her order, Beckett pulled the wire, disconnecting it, and breathed a sigh of relief. No one would be able to see her now. The only thing she had to do was get Castle out of the room.
“They’re going to take you out of the room now, Castle.” She saw that he was about to disagree, so she held her hand up and quickly silenced him, “I’ll be out soon… Ju – Just wait for me.”
Before he could even respond, Beckett nodded to the boss and he had one of his men escort Castle out of the room. A moment later, the man returned and locked the door behind him.
All six men approached her until they are surrounding her. They all leered at her but Beckett stood strong. She would not lose her pride, no matter what she had to do to save Castle. She was doing it for a good reason. This would just be another thing that she would keep locked up in the far recesses of her mind for the rest of her life.
She stared right back at the six men, defiance leaking from her eyes. The boss walked forward and cupped her cheek in a gesture that could almost be described as tender. Beckett did nothing but glare at him.
“Strip... make it sexy."
Beckett’s eye twitched with anger. How was it that she had managed to end up in this situation? Not only did she have to suck off the two bouncers outside, she was now about to get fucked by six other men. Fucking her was not enough for them it seems. They wanted to humiliate her too.
Swallowing her pride, Beckett pulled back and began to move her hips slowly. She reached up and unbuckled her belt from around her waist, Letting it drop to the floor causing her jacket to open up, exposing her hot pink bra and matching panties.
The men groaned at the sight. They were in luck tonight, not only had they taken all of the writer’s money, they were about to take his beautiful girlfriend too.
Beckett rid herself of her suit jacket quickly, leaving her standing there in just her bra, panties and heels. She hated that she had to do this. She also hated the fact that a small part of her seemed to enjoy the way all of these awful men were leering at her.
Shaking her head internally, Beckett continued with her task. The quicker she did this, the quicker she would be able to get the hell out of this place and never come back.
Reaching behind her, she unclasped her bra before shrugging it off. Covering her breasts with her palms as she turned around. She removed her hands from her breasts and moved them above her head as she danced for the men.
Her hands came down and slipped inside the waistband of her panties. She bent over as she slowly slid them down her legs and off. A small shiver went through her body as she realized that she was now completely exposed except for her heels.
“Turn around.”
She did as the boss commanded, spinning around and coming to a stop in front of the men. She didn’t even bother to cover herself up, knowing that it would be of no use.
Everyone stayed still for a while. It was clear to Beckett that they were waiting for their boss to do something, but he just simply stood there, his eyes trailing over her body slowly. He seemed pleased by what he saw, and much to Kate’s annoyance with her own body, she felt herself react to his gaze. The heat between her legs was not something that she welcomed, but she couldn’t fight it. Her body seemed to have a mind of its own at this moment.
The boss simply nodded in the direction of his men. Everything happened all at once then. Beckett felt hands grab her and pull her towards a desk where she was quickly bent over and her legs were kicked apart as one of the men stepped behind her and another came to stand right in front of her.
The man behind her, Beckett realized, was the killer they had come to identify. He had taken his clothes off and was stroking his already erect cock, ready to enter her. Not wanting to see it happen, she closed her eyes and put her head down. She felt the man rub his cock against her folds for a second before he pushed the head in.
Beckett makes a vow to herself not to make any sound as these disgusting men violated her. She gritted her teeth when she felt him push more of his cock inside her. Her body seemed to have no problem with the intrusion, in fact, it seemed like it welcomed it. Her cunt clenched around the man’s length as he pushed more of it inside her until he was buried to the hilt.
Her mouth opened but no sound comes out. This afforded the perfect opportunity to the man in front of her, who grabbed the back of her head and guided his cock towards her mouth. She jerked her head to the side, which causes his cockhead – slick with precum to run over her face, leaving a trail of his juices on her skin.
The man behind her dug his nails into her hips and started to move. He occasionally brought his palm down onto her ass causing Beckett to wince. The man in front of her, now tired of rubbing his cock over her face, grabbed onto her nose until she finally had to open her mouth to breathe. He shoved his cock inside, groaning as her warm, wet mouth surrounded his length.
“You better suck his cock well, slut… or your boyfriend will be in big trouble.”
As soon as she heard the boss say that, she shot a glare at the man in front of her as she started to swirl her tongue around the head. He groaned and thrust forward, pushing more of his length inside her mouth. It tasted awful. Would it hurt these men to take a shower once in a while?
The man behind her had sped up his thrusts considerably by now and it was clear to Beckett that he is about to cum. Squeezing her eyes shut as she felt every single one of his thrusts send pleasure coursing through her body, Beckett focused her attention on the cock in her mouth.
Just like with the bouncers, the quicker she did this, the quicker she got out. That’s what she said to herself again and again as she worked the man’s cock with her tongue. She bathed his cock with her saliva as he started to thrust into her mouth, the tip hitting the back of her throat making her gag with each thrust.
“Unghh” Beckett moaned around the cock in her mouth as she came, hating her body for having this sort of reaction to these men. The man behind her gave her one last deep thrust and unloaded himself inside her. Within a couple of seconds, the man in front of her did the same. Beckett was thankful that his cock was inside her throat as it meant that she didn’t have to taste his awful cum.
As soon as the two men were done, two others took their place. Beckett lost track of how many orgasms she had as the men continue to switch and take their turn with her. Most of them had either cum inside her mouth or her cunt while some choose to pull out and cover her back or her face.
The next thing she knew, she was on the ground with one man underneath her, thrusting up into her. Two more grabbed her hands and placed them on their dicks which she immediately started to stroke, while one of the men pushed himself inside her mouth. Her entire body was dripping with sweat and cum. She was exhausted, she didn't know how much more she could take.
As she felt something poke her behind, Beckett released the cock in her mouth with a pop and looked back to see the boss lining himself up with her ass. She didn't know what came over her in that moment, but she reached back and spread her cheeks for him, moaning as he pushed himself into her.
Her hands and mouth were brought back to their earlier positions as then men inside her start to move. It was like nothing she'd ever felt before. I didn't take long before she was moaning and cumming again and again. As soon as one of the men would cum, another would take his place until all of them had used every single one of her holes. Beckett had lost track of how much time had passed and how many times these men had made her cum.
She collapsed onto the floor as the last man pulled out of her, having flooded her asshole with his cum. Beckett could feel it starting to leak out of her abused hole, when she heard someone walk over and stand right next to her.
She looked up and noticed that it was the boss, his cock still erect and covered in her juices. It seemed like all of the men are exhausted now. All except the boss, who picked her up and placed her on the desk before he stepped between her legs again.
Gasping as he entered her again, Beckett wrapped her arms around his neck and moaned. All pretense of her hating this had flown out the window. The number of orgasms she'd had, ended up turning her brain to mush. All she wanted now, was to get fucked.
“Fuck me…”, she whispered, and then groaned as he started moving. His cock hitting the perfect spot inside her, making her gasp with every thrust. Every inch of her was on fire. She could feel the cum leaking out of her ass and dripping down her thighs. She could also feel the sweat and the cum starting to dry on her skin.
Looking down, she watched in awe as his cock moved in and out of her. It was covered in her juices and the juices of all the men that came before him. The fact that he didn't care that almost all of his men had cum inside her just made this so much hotter for her.
Moving her eyes back up to look at him, Beckett saw the smirk on his face. She knew what he’s thinking. She knew that he was thinking of her as nothing more than a slut. A hole to satisfy him and his men. Instead of feeling humiliated, she closed her eyes and threw her head back as she came again.
“Tell my men what you are…”
Beckett didn't hesitate at all as the words escaped her mouth.
“I- I’m your slut. I wa- ahh – I want you all t-to fuck me again… please.”
The men howled with laughter but Beckett didn't care. She was lost in the pleasure she was receiving, and she came one last time. She used her legs to pull him into her harder as she felt him let go too, coating her insides with his cum once again. His grip on her thighs was so tight that Beckett was sure she’d have bruises tomorrow.
As soon as the man pulled out, Beckett moaned and fell back onto the desk. There was not even an ounce of energy left in her body. She cried out in surprise when the boss slapped her sensitive breast, making her gasp.
“Your debt is paid, bitch… clean up and get out.”
X_x
After Beckett had dressed and made herself presentable, she walked out and immediately knew from the look on Castle’s face that he knew exactly what happened to her.
Striding towards him, she gave him the best glare that she could manage at the moment and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulled him towards her.
“You mention this to anyone, and I will skin you alive.”
Castle swallowed before saying, “I won’t… on one condition.”
Oh, absolutely not. She’d had enough of men and their fucking conditions. If he–
“You let me back come back and work with you at the precinct.”
Huh? Wait what?
Beckett was so relieved that she almost kissed him. Nodding her head at him once, she gave him a small smile as she turned to walk out of the club and they make their way back to the precinct.
'Maybe he's not the asshole I thought he was.' Beckett thought as she turned her head back to look at Castle. She rolled her eyes when she saw his eyes glued to her ass, 'Then again, maybe he is.'
"You coming, Castle?"
X_x
They already knew who the killer was, so finding the rest of the evidence and making the arrest wasn’t hard after that. It was all done in just half a day’s work.
Getting into her cruiser at the end of the day, Beckett debated her next course of action. She could go back home and draw herself a nice, warm bath and treat herself to a couple glasses of wine.
Or…
Making her decision quickly, Beckett put her car in drive and pulled out of the precinct parking lot. She reached her destination and got out of the car. Her entire posture was completely different from the last time she made this walk. Her shoulders were slumped and her head was down as she climbed the stairs and knocked on the door.
A couple seconds later the door opens to reveal the Russian mob boss from the night before. He grinned at her and stepped aside, making room for her to enter. Beckett stepped in and came face to face with the other members of the mob, the same ones that had fucked her just the night before, minus the killer that she'd arrested today.
As she heard the door close behind her, Kate started to unbutton her blouse, knowing that the men would take their anger out on her, after all, she had just arrested one of their own for murder.
Beckett was absolutely sure that she was drenched, and the men hadn't even touched her yet. As she got ride of her clothes, she watched the men approach her with predatory looks in their eyes.
This was going to be one long night... and she couldn’t wait.
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4. Everything goes wrong with the assassination attempt on Bracken in 5x13. The only thing Beckett can do to keep her job is to fuck Bracken.
5. Beckett fucks the NYPD Police Commissioner to become the youngest NYPD Captain.
6. Any other story idea you want me to write.