"And now, calm down, girl!"
"How can I calm down, Lanie? Huh? I thought he respects me enough for not doing exactly that what I told him not to do. Is this so hard? Is it so hard to listen to me? Is it so hard to respect my wishes?"
"No, it isn't, girl! But you know how he is! You should know him by now! He's the most curious man I ever got to know. If I hadn't seen his "equipment" up, close and personal, I'd mistaken him for a girl..."
"Huh...for you it's kinda funny, isn't it? It isn't funny at all, not for me. I'm angry with him for stepping over my boundaries, I'm furious..."
"...and hot for him!"
"Lanie!"
"Yes, you are! Don't you dare denying it! You want him! You want to fuck his brains out..."
As the medical examiner and friend of Detective Kate Beckett saw the brunettes' fury eyes turning to her, she continued:
"...if he wasn't the ass he clearly is."
"Yeah. What? No! Lanie...!"
"See? You admitted as much right there, didn't you?"
"Yeah, you are right...but maybe it isn't so much about him than about myself. I just get fired up a lot quicker since he "follows" me. I don't know me anymore at all. I want..."
"...him!"
"Lanie...!?"
"Don't even try to deny it, girl...!"
"Can it really be...that I just need...you know...?"
"What?"
"Don't play dumb on me, Lanie!"
"I want to hear it from you, loud and clear, Kate. I want you to admit to it."
"Okay, I will admit it to you...I need to get laid again. I am sexually frustrated, I haven't had a fuck in...like forever. So I almost burst up in flames when someone is rubbing me the right way. I need a man. Any man!"
"Or a woman..."
"Lanie!? You know me, I'm really adventurous but now, I think, I need..."
"...Castle!"
"Yes! No! Oh Lanie! How can I possibly...?"
"Girl..., you do think too much!"
Kate Beckett got quiet with these words. She knew them to be true. If she wanted something badly, she wouldn't go through with it the longer she thought about it. Maybe she should stop thinking at the right moment.
Is there a place I can learn that?
She stared at her friend.
Lanie stared back at her, determined to not let her out of this conversation easily.
"I know, Lanie..., I know. Sadly, I am very aware of it that I am a coward when it comes to this."
"This? You mean...like this?"
And suddenly Lanie was all over her, kissing her wildly, prying her mouth open to push her tongue in. Lanie just wanted to hassle her friend a bit but she didn't count on Kate's reaction to it.
Her friend did actually kiss her back, full force, lips crashing on lips, open mouth, tongues dueling.
After a moment of wonderful feelings circling through her body, Kate stopped and backed off. She tried to avoid Lanie's eyes, the heat of embarrassment crept in her cheeks and she ashamedly rasped:
"I am so sorry, Lanie! I didn't want..., please, I am so sorry."
"Face it, sweetie, you did want that kiss."
"Y...yes...! I guess!"
"So, what now...? How do you plan to act on this? I mean, you are horny right now. But seducing Castle is not going to happen right now. That's a pretty bad dilemma, right?"
Kate laughed out sarcastically.
"I'll guess I will take care of myself when I'm back at home."
"Or...you can have your relief right here, right now! Come on, Kate. Don't be a chicken. I can take care of that itch."
Mortified and in a loss for words, Kate stared at her friend as Lanie's mouth came dangerously near her chin.
She couldn't react.
She didn't want to back off.
She really wanted to know what Lanie was up to.
And Castle's demeanor didn't help at all when he was with her.
She was afraid of him.
She was too afraid of what could happen when she would open up to him.
She was afraid of that she actually could like it, if she let him near her.
She wanted him so badly.
She didn't trust him.
She was sexually frustrated.
Since months now she was masturbating to page 105, imagining him with her.
That couldn't be healthy. She knew it.
And she was in heat.
She needed an orgasm.
Desperately.
Lanie's mouth was at her throat, kissing her skin, murmuring:
"Please, Kate, trust me. Don't say anything. Don't back off. I want to give this to you, sweetie!"
As Lanie heard Kate inhaling sharply, she kind of waited for a verbal protest that didn't come.
When Beckett felt Lanie's lips again on her neck, she threw her head back on the back of the couch.
Another sharp inhale was heard as Kate registered Lanie's right hand on her leg, slowly stroking her right thigh from her knee upwards.
And as if Lanie had felt the slight hesitation of her friend, she continued: