The fairest minor matter in the World

Summary: Loosely connected one-shots of our favourite duo doing the deed. Smut ensue.

A/N: This is a little piece I wrote for a LJ Kink Meme promt. The prompt was about Castle and Beckett having sex in the ocean.
It's just a little piece, but I hope you enjoy it nevertheless.

She shivers when her bare toes touch the cool water. The sand beneath her feet had been hot from the sun that shone all day, but now, in the middle of the night, the water is more chilly than she expected. Kate wonders how long it will take him to come after her. She left his house quietly without his notice, only sending him a text with four little words.

"Come and find me."

She left her phone on a towel of the beach and stands about 20 feet away with her toes in the ocean, debating if she dares to go inside or if she just waits here for him. Cold ocean or warm sand?

She goes for the ocean.

"Kate? Are you here? I got your text, but..." he stopps short in his traks when he sees her glorious form against the moonlight. She steps into the ocean, plashing water around her and the drops glitter in the midnight air. The moon dip-paints everything in silver and her wet skin shimmers brightly. The sight takes his breath away and he follows her like being pulled by invisible strings.

He yelps when his feet reach the waters.

"Ah, ah.. Cold, cold..." he moans, jumping a few steps back.

"Oh Castle... Need me to keep you warm?" Kate asks seductively, standing there with the water up to her shoulders.

She takes a few steps towards him, so that her breasts are over the waterline and slowly pulls the bikini-top down.

He doesn't need more encouragement. With a few gigant steps he's at her side, the cold water completely forgotten.

He claims her in a tight hug, crushing his lips on hers and drags her back in more shallow water that barely reaches their hips. Trailing kisses down her neck he removes her bikini-top and tosses it towards the private beach.

"Are you sure nobody comes down here?" she murmurs into his ear before she takes his lope into her mouth and sucks lightly.

"Don't care..." he grunts, his voice deep with arousal.

He lets his hands glide over her exposed breats, queezing her nipples with his fingers, enjoying the sensation of her hot skin and the cool water. He captures her mouth again with his, swallowing her moans, letting his hands move further down until he reaches her bikini-panties. He uses one hand at the small of her back to hold her to him and lets the other one glide into her panties, dipping two fingers inside her, while pressing his thumb down on her clit.

She can feel his bulging errection against her tigh and his fingers inside her, his mouth on her breast, claiming a nipple.

She suddenly feels very hot, despite of the cool waters around her and the sensation almost makes her come undone.

"I want you, Rick. Inside me. Now!" she demands, groaning into his ear.

He doesn't need to be told twice. He pushes down his swimming trunks he's been in all day, takes his fingers out of her again and uses them to push the fabric of her panties aside. She raises her right leg and winds it around him, her foot pressing against his ass, to give him better access.

He bends his knees a little and positions his cock at her entrance, looking her into the eyes and glides into her heat.

She gasps when his lenght fills her, and instictively rocks into him, almost loosing her balance when a little wave hits them.

They move into deeper water again, never loosing their connection and soon find a rhythm that makes them both moan.

But the water doesn't let them move as fast as they want and soon they're both breathing hard and groaning at the slow pace they're forced to go with.

Rick has both hands at her ass, squeezing tightly and Kate had slung her arms around his neck for balance as she only stands on her left foot. When Rick removes his right hand from her ass, they stumble a little but gaining their balance soon. He slowly brings his hand in between them, finding her most sentive spot and starts drawing circles around her nub all the while thrusting his cock into her as hard as he can.

When she comes, crying out his name, and her walls clench around him it drives him over the endge, too.

And when they make their way back to the beach, looking for her bikini-top, she can't help the smile on her face, thinking about the advantages of dating a best-selling author with a house at a private beach in the Hamptons.