13th arrest | voice | i'm breaking down and you're breathing slowly

[thiswallinside]

So, having curse sex with Castle hasn't really changed much. I mean granted, it was only a few days ago, and I've been holed up with paperwork trying to figure out what kind of funds we can pull together to build a new prison. Plus I haven't been laid in way too long.

But when they show it in the movies, people having sex on a desk? It looks a lot sexier than in reality. I have this kink in my back that's not going to be coming out without some real work on it.

And I was actually surprised, because Castle apparently isn't all bluster. He's definitely a manslut though, with how he knows his way around a woman--oh my God. Shut up, Beckett. Shut up, shut up, shut up.

[fumbling. with. device.]

Filter, please come on, if Alexis sees this-- shit! It was bound to happen, and everyone kind of knew that, it's just I didn't want to admit it-- stupid curses!

[still more fumbling.]

At least there was protection, right? [hands clamped over mouth, but audible if you listen:] And the handcuffs were readily available, which is such a cheesy cop stereotype but hey I was just using what I had available to me...

[/end voice]

[ooc; Cursed with My Dirty Little Secret, to reveal her roll in the hay with Castle during Jet Fighters and Punches!]

Comments

[justcautious.livejournal.com]

S'not about me bein' comfortable, ma'am. I just weren't sure 'ow far y'wanted me taking that whole 'pretend you're a bloke' thing.

Yeh, s'not too bad. He'll be over it in a day, I reckon.

Jus' told 'im about not talkin' t'strangers an' especially not meetin' them without 'is mum's say-so. Only... [And Chris is squirming on his side of the line. He sounds really awkward when he talks again.] Only I sort of made 'im cry... I was bein' nice, honest!

[cuffyoutwice.livejournal.com]

Oh, well that's just so you'd stop calling me ma'am, like I was your freakin' grandmother or something. Though that might be good now, it might deter me from talking about my sex life to you.

He can come back whenever he feels well enough, then.

[She is definitely trying not to laugh at him.] Seriously? You made a little kid cry trying to get him to not talk to strangers? Well, I don't know. Kid is kinda strange. Talking about marrying his mom, I think.

[justcautious.livejournal.com]

Nothing t'do with bein' me gran, ma'am. S'just a respectful term. Like callin' you 'boss' only different cos you're a bird, yeah?

Might be a bit suspicious, that. Um, what 'e's sayin' about his mum, ma'am, not him cryin'. And honestly, all I told 'im was he 'ad t'be careful.

[cuffyoutwice.livejournal.com]

Okay, Chris, I get the whole decade difference but there was this whole big movement called feminism. Equality between the sexes? Most titles work for both men and women. Which means not calling me a bird anymore. Or worrying about what to say because I am a woman. Trust me, I'm from New York, you can't insult me.

Yeah, just a little. Guess we can keep an eye on him for a little while, make sure he stays out of trouble.

[justcautious.livejournal.com]

I know about feminism, I'm not that daft. [pause] ...so...d'you want me t'call you 'boss', then?

Right.

[cuffyoutwice.livejournal.com]

Well, good. Good. I guess that works, if you can't stick to Beckett.

[justcautious.livejournal.com]

Well, Beckett don't seem respectful, not with you bein' the 'ead of the police here, b--ma....boss. Long as you're sure.

[cuffyoutwice.livejournal.com]

Interim head. And I'm sure, it's fine.

[justcautious.livejournal.com]

Alright, boss. I'll do me best to remember.