Title: Close Encounters of the Sexy Kind

Author: calleigh4ever

Rating: M

Pairing: Castle/Beckett

Disclaimer: Sadly I don't own Castle. This story is entirely nonprofit and just for fun.

Author's Notes: Missing scene for "Close Encounters of the Murderous Kind" between when the car stopped working and Beckett being asleep on Castle's shoulder.

"Castle, the truth, the real truth is out there" Kate said. That's when the engine decided to die and the car slowly came to a halt. "Dead battery?" Castle was asking her, a little concern in his voice, du to their surroundings far away from civilization. "Maintenance just replaced it!" Beckett wondered, more telling so herself than to Castle.

Fumbling with his phone Castle sighed "My phone isn't working!" Checking hers Beckett concluded "Mine isn't either!" "Neither is my watch!" Castle informed Beckett.

Looking at each other they both tried to not show their confusion on this. Hopefully Castle looked into Becketts eyes "You have a logical explanation for this, too, right?"

Beckett looked at him, not knowing how to answer this and finally shook her head. Waggling his eyebrows Castle smirked "Any idea how we can pass the time, until someone comes looking for us?" His hand found Beckett's knee, his thumb tracing small patterns on it. He expected her to scold him and push his hand away, but to his surprise a small smile found its was onto her lips and she leaned back in her seat, her body relaxing. Castle leaned back in his seat as well, closing his eyes, enjoying the feel of her knee under his hands, his thumb never stopping to trace little circles on her skin.

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The movement of his hand slowed down, but the circles it drew on her leg became wider, his fingers slowly inching upwards, gently skimming the inside of her legs on the way up. Becketts' eyes remained closed and the only indication that she knew what he was doing, was that her hips moved slightly forward, getting more comfortable and granting him better access to what she supposed was his destination.

When Castle didn't feel her pulling back or getting angry this encouraged him and made him a little bolder, his other hand joining in, finding her hip, thumb directly slipping under her blouse feeling the smooth skin that was her stomach. Her hand went to cover his, guiding the hand on her stomach upwards to the underside of her breast hinting to him what she really wanted.

Pleasure shot through his whole body at this open invitation to touch the subject of many of his dreams so intimately. Her eyes were still closed, just enjoying to be touched so intimately by the man she secretly was in love with and had been for years.

Castle's hand seemed to have its' own mind, travelling higher still, cupping her breast, his thumb tracing around her erect nipple, eliciting a groan out of Beckett. Beckett's hand fell down beside her onto Castle's upper thigh, the tips of her fingers grazing his hardness through his pants lightly, slowly inching upwards and fully cupping him, making hip buck out of his seat. This bold move by the beautiful detective snapped something inside Castle, making all his boundaries go away, his hands gripping her arms, pulling forcefully so that Beckett had no other chance than to slide over to his seat and into his lap. Her inner walls were tumbling down as well, as she felt his hardness pressing intimately against the place she wanted him to be the most, her lips finding his neck, sucking hungrily on his pale skin, driving him on, his hips pushing upwards to get closer to her.

Hands simultaneously reaching for the button on the other ones pants, they opened them hurriedly, pulling on zippers, to grant them more access to places they had never been before. Moving around clumsily they managed to pull both of their pants and underwear down so that their middles were touching, her feeling his hardness, him feeling the heat of her arousal.

Their lips touching in a desperate need to be with each other. Tongues dueling, fighting for dominance, hands roaming over each others bodies. Castle let his hands slip under her blouse again, swiftly pulling it over her head, leaving her in only her bra, which he made quick work off, discarding it somewhere in the back of the car. Her hands were tugging on the buttons of his shirt, impatiently undoing them, wanting to feel his skin against hers.

Their chests collided, both moaning appreciatively of the delicious friction the contact provided them with. Beckett's hands teasingly travelled from his chest, grazing his nipples with her fingernails, over the flat expanse of his stomach grasping his hard member in her hand, pumping him slowly, her mouth attaching itself to the tiny red mark she had left before on his neck, making it bigger and more prominent.

Castle didn't know how much more he would be able to take. He was close to his release already, not even having been inside of Beckett yet. Not wanting to embarrass himself, he pulled her hands away, positioning his hard member at her entrance, sliding smoothly into her. Eyes locking, big with surprise over how well they fit and how amazing this felt to both of them, they held still to get used of this new feel of being connected so intimately.

Beckett always wanting to be in control, decided that they had waited long enough and started moving, slowly grinding into Castle, making him groan and grip onto her hips, slowing down her pace to make them last longer.

Beckett was so close already, all the build up and tension she had experienced over the years from wanting Castle finally releasing themselves into a powerful orgasm, making her shake violently above his hard body. Gripping onto his shoulders, she tried to keep moving for his sake, barely being able to do so after the powerful release she had just experienced.

Seeing her react to him like this brought Castle so much closer to his own release, so that he couldn't hold back anymore, his lips finding the soft spot directly under Beckett's ear, sucking almost furiously to keep from screaming her name as he let go in a powerful orgasm, releasing inside her body, filling her with his warm fluids. His breathing was ragged, his chest moving rapidly up and down, transporting the movement directly onto Beckett, who lay completely spent on his chest, her mouth nuzzling his neck, her hands tangled in his messed up hair.

After a couple of minutes of calming down and gentle touches their breathing patterns had both returned to normal, eyes heavy with exhaustion. Castle raised his face to leave one last lingering kiss on Beckett's very kissable lips, helping her into her own seat again, pulling up her pants and fastening her blouse to make her look somewhat presentable for the person who would hopefully soon find them and give them a lift to the next town. Rearranging his clothing as well, he felt Beckett slide over to him, her head falling onto his shoulder, her hand going to his chest, resting there. Her breathing evened out slowly, indication that she had fallen asleep. Knowing that she was at peace with him but also their situation, he let his head fall to the back of his seat, closing his eyes as well, drifting into a deep slumber.

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When he opened his eyes, he looked to his left, where he could feel something warm pressing down onto his shoulder, his hand still resting on her knee. Her eyes opened slowly, head turning upwards, their eyes meeting, both having the same look of confusion in them "Are you ok?" Castle asked her, always more concerned for her wellbeing than his own. Moving her head from his shoulder, Beckett's hand flew to her head, checking is she was alright "Castle, did that really happen?" not being able to recognize if all of this had just been a dream or very much reality. Her eyes flew to his hands, which were examining his neck "Do I have a…?" he trailed off, his fingers moving to the side, for Beckett to see the very obvious hickey on his neck. "Oh no!" she sighed, her hand flying to her own neck, swiping her hair to the side "Cause you got a…!" Castle's hand found her neck, gently tracing the similar mark situated right below her hear. "I'm sorry Kate!" he apologized „Next time I will be more careful, where I put a hickey on you, so you won't have to wear turtlenecks in the summer." "Next time?" Beckett gasped, raising her eyebrow questioningly at him.

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Annotation: This story could be turned into one of different smutty missing scenes from all over the episodes. Please let me know if you'd be interested in this! And also feel free to tell me where you'd like to have a missing scene filled and I'll do my best to write it.

Thank you so much for reading!