Richard Castle (mrwritenow) wrote in utr_logs, @ 2010-04-02 04:17:00 |
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Current mood: | flirty |
Entry tags: | kate beckett, richard castle |
The Bet
Who: Beckett, Castle (with a Side of Alexis if she Comes Home.)
Where: The Beckett (/Castle) Residence
When: Friday (Midnight!)
What: The Bet Is On.
Warnings: Possibly. Depends on how hot Nikki Heat's going to make it. (Oh ho~)
12:00 AM.
Midnight.
As the clock strikes twelve, the usual hush that's fallen over the Beckett(/Castle) Residence is interrupted by the sudden arrival of none other than Richard Castle himself. The door from the bathroom opens, releasing an intoxicating aroma of steam and scented candles into the ether of the house itself. More sweet smelling scents are available, as small candles are lined up down the hallway, all lit and burning softly, especially around Beckett's bedroom door.
Castle steps out of the bathroom, hair slicked down and glistening slightly from the water that lingers on his shirtless body. He grins in the doorway, eyes locked on Beckett's door. "It's showtime." is whispered, victory already on his lips. He reaches back into the bathroom, grabs up a can of Hatchet Body Spray, Flavor: Ladykiller. It gets sprayed all over his bared chest and even he has to blink at the scent now wafting off his body.
"She's done for."
With a grin, he slaps the can back down on the bathroom counter and saunters (literally saunters) his way over to Beckett's door. With a quick run of his fingers through his hair, he props his arm up on the wall and gives a knock, awaiting the door to open with his bedroom eyes full on.