A/N: Just a reminder that the rating has been upped to M and all of the following chapters will have some M-rated content.
And you're making your way down...
The race through the pouring rain, back to the cabin delivered Kate and Rick on the front steps of the cabin, heaving, laughing, and soaked to the bone in both rain and sweat. They had made it back in about half the time it had taken them to hike up the summit, but not without a fair amount of slipping and sliding along the way.
"You shower in the hall bathroom. I'll use my parent's ensuite," Kate told Rick as she slumped through the door, still laughing from their muddy trek back to the cabin.
She quickly grabbed a change of clothes before returning down the hall and across the cabin to where the master suite was located.
Kate showered quickly, pausing for a moment to peer into the mirror at her tattoo. She was still getting used to having the words and accompanying image etched permanently into her skin, but she felt no regret. Remembering the look on Rick's face when she agreed was almost enough on its own to make the tattoo worth it.
As Kate exited the master bedroom, she collided with the solid wall of Rick's chest.
"Woah! Hey there," Rick chuckled, helping Kate to steady herself.
"Um, hey," she swallowed hard at the sight of her bare chested best friend. "Any particular reason you're only half dressed?"
Rick shrugged, "It's spring."
"Anyway," he began, "I wanted to see if you're up for a game of Scrabble."
"Did you just use the word 'veritable'?" Rick asked as Kate finished making the amendment to the word 'able' which he'd previously placed on the Scrabble board.
They were spread out on the bed in his room with the board game between them, the rain still pounding the windows.
"Yes, I did."
"Sexy," Rick retorted.
Kate hummed, a smirk spreading across her lips. "You should see me use 'fallacious'."
"Okay, that's no fair. You're just trying to make me lose," he huffed.
After taking his turn Rick reached for the bag containing the letter pieces, his attempt to look inside of the bag and pick out the best letter not subtle in the least.
"Hey!" Kate exclaimed, "You can't do that!"
"It's fine," Rick said, standing from the bed. "I'm just trying to offset the imbalance you've got going on here. I've gotta be creative if I'm going to have any chance of winning."
Kate stood and followed Rick as he backed away from her and continued to dig through the bag, beginning one of their classic games of keep away. It wasn't long before she was all but chasing him around the small room. Rick backed into the wall opposite of the bed giving her the perfect opportunity to lunge after him. However, Rick dodged Kate with practiced ease ultimately reversing their positions.
"Cheater!" Kate sprang for the bag again with both hands, but before she could make contact Rick caught both of her hands in one of his, pinning them to the wall above her head.
With the game pieces held securely in his other hand, fully extended away from Kate, Rick glanced triumphantly between his friend and the Scrabble bag.
His eyes lingered on Kate for a moment too long as he took in the slight flush in her cheeks, the way her chest heaved from laughter and the chase.
Rick was no stranger to the feeling of being drawn to Kate Beckett. He was, however, new to being able to do something about it.
Kate barely had time to register what was happening when Rick's lips first grazed hers. The kiss was gentle despite the hold he had on her wrists. He dropped the Scrabble pieces and released her wrists to rest his hands at her waist and draw her closer.
Kate pressed her body into Rick's using her hands to gently guide him backwards until he had no choice but to drop down onto the edge of the bed. She placed one knee on either side of Rick's thighs and rose to straddle him. Rick's head fell back onto the mattress as he tried to regain control of himself.
Before he could quell his desire, Kate leaned toward him to press her lips to his on a contented sigh. Rick took the opportunity seek entrance into her mouth which she willingly granted. When Kate broke away for air, Rick's openmouthed kisses travelled a fiery path down her neck and across her collar bones as his hands slid beneath her t-shirt. Not quite sure of the totality of the liberties Kate was allowing him to take, Rick slowly worked his hands higher until his thumbs could cautiously brush the underwire of her bra.
When she pulled away again, Rick could only think that he had perhaps pushed too far, too soon. He opened his eyes, ready to apologize for being so forward but was arrested by the sight of Kate Beckett sitting upright above him, pulling her shirt over her head.
Kate could barely breathe.
Though she'd only removed her shirt, Kate felt as though she was going to combust from sensory overload. It had never felt like this before. No one made her feel the way Rick did; his gentle touches, kisses and caresses stoking the flame between them and setting her body alight.
Kate untangled a hand from Rick's hair to unclasp her bra, ready to cross the proverbial line so long as he was willing to do the same.
"Kate," he murmured between kisses. "Mmm, Kate. We can't - I don't - we gotta stop."
Rick shocked the both of them as he grasped her forearms and all but shoved Kate off of him. There was a brief moment of tense, uncomfortable silence before Kate stood from his lap, picking her shirt up from the floor and using it to cover herself as she moved toward the door.
"I'm sorry. I just thought - after what you'd said at the bonfire last night and - you know what this was stupid. I thought that you'd want to - and obviously you don't and now - God, I must look like such an idiot and you - I'm sorry, Rick. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable."
"Kate," Rick sat forward and tried to interrupt her rambling.
"And I brought you here to help you get back to normal and here I am throwing myself at you and I-"
"Kate! Stop. Just stop." Rick ran a hand through his hair. "It's not - I swear it's not you, Kate. It's me. I don't think I can-"
"I know, you don't have to say it. We're best friends and after all these years you can't cross that line with me. This is the Coney Island kiss all over again."
"No! Can you just listen, Kate? It's not that I don't want you!" he stalked over to her, invading her space and palming her cheeks. "I want you so bad it hurts Kate Beckett, I've wanted you for so long. But... if we'd have kept going, I wouldn't have been able to stop."
"That's kind of what I was hoping for," Kate smirked. Despite her reassuring words, Rick's frustration didn't lessen.
"I just - I'm not Josh, okay?" he scrubbed a hand through his hair.
"I know you're not Josh. That's why I lo—why I want to be with you," she said, confused at his frustration and wanting to be cautious with her heart.
"No, you're not understanding. I'm not Josh I don't know if I can - Kate I haven't been with any girls before..." Rick turned from her to sit on the edge of the bed with his head in his hands.
"I know... And I pretty much just offered myself up on a silver platter... So what's the problem here?"
"Kate," he sighed. "I don't know if I can... If I know how to make it as good for you as I know it will be for me. I just - I want this to be amazing for the both of us and I know you did this a few weeks ago with Josh, but I don't have the same... level of experience as him."
Kate couldn't help the laugh that escaped her. How could he think she wanted him to be anyone other than himself? At Rick's horrified expression she clapped her hand over her mouth, but he had already pulled away to flop back dejectedly across his bed. Ignoring the board game strewn across the bed, Kate suppressed her giggles and climbed up next to him.
"Rick," she stroked his hair back from his forehead, the intimate touch causing him to open his eyes and look up at her.
"Kate, I don't know what I did right to be here in this with you, but I can't help but feel like I'm going to do something to screw it up. How am I supposed to live up to-"
Kate swallowed the rest of his sentence with the press of her mouth to his.
"Josh and I didn't-" she shook her head as his eyes widened. "I'm just as new to all of this as you are. Rick, there's no one else - there hasn't been anyone else and I just want you."
The kiss they shared was hungrier - more passionate - than any of their previous ones had been. Kate felt as though her skin was on fire as Rick's hands swept up her sides and around to her back, skimming the ladder of her spine. She broke away for air and began trailing open mouthed kisses down his neck.
"Kate," Rick gasped as she hit a particularly sensitive spot. "Kate, wait..."
"Seriously?" Kate panted. She couldn't possibly imagine why Rick was still trying to stop her. "Again?"
Rick blushed furiously, "I just - when I said I want to make this special... I meant that I want to do everything right. I want to woo you, Kate Beckett"
"Rick, you don't have to 'woo' me," Kate rolled her eyes.
"I know, but I want to. I want you to know that it's more than just sex - you're worth more than that... That's why I never really liked your relationship with Josh," he admitted.
"Sure Josh liked you," Rick continued. "But he never wanted your love, he wanted sex. And I - Well, I've always had this idea that when I did this for the first time, it wouldn't be just a quick fuck or a spontaneous split second decison. I'd take the girl out somewhere nice, spend the whole time nervous as hell and trying not to think too much about how gorgeous she is. Then at the end of the night, we'd fall into bed together and she'd trust me and I'd love her and it would be perfect..." Rick's face held a pensive look as he described how he'd imagined their first time.
"You don't have to say anything. I know it's cheesy," he chuckled shallowly.
"Rick, its sweet. It's - just the fact that you want to put in the effort... You're so much more than I could ever ask for," Kate told him.
Rick smiled brightly up at her before leaning forward to capture her lips once again. Despite the self-control that Rick had been straining to exert, he felt himself harden against Kate and pulled back once again.
"Mmm, Kate" he hummed into her lips. "Gotta stop. I've got-"
He cut himself off with a sharp gasp as Kate palmed him through his shorts. She slid from Rick's lap once again and pulled him to the edge of the bed.
"Can I?" she asked, kneeling in front of him.
Unable to form words at the site of a wanton Kate Beckett kneeling before him, Rick could only manage to nod.
She unbuttoned his pants and slid them to the floor before deftly freeing him from his boxers. However, Kate froze upon seeing his manhood for the first time. Rick, growing uncomfortable under the intensity of her stare, cleared his throat before speaking.
"Kate, if you don't want -"
"No," she swallowed thickly. "It's not that. You're just... you're really big, Rick."
He tried - and failed - to hold back his grin. While Kate Beckett may have been a virgin, he knew from their many late night conversations over the years that she was no stranger to the male anatomy. Knowing that she was impressed by his size gave him a significant ego boost.
The grin however, quickly fell when he gasped as Kate took him into her mouth without preamble. Rick groaned at the feeling of her tongue sliding along the underside of his erection. One hand worked him where her mouth couldn't quite surround, while the other cradled his balls. Rick threaded his fingers through her hair, needing something to ground himself from the fantastic way that she was working him.
She was so incredible at this, better than anything he could have imagined. He had always known that Kate Beckett was extraordinary, but oh fuck this was an entirely new realm. If he hadn't already, he would've fallen in love with her right then and there.
He opened his eyes - when had he closed them? - to watch as Kate's head bobbed in his lap. She pulled back and darted her tongue out to swirl around the head before swallowing him down again, this time as deep as she could take him.
"Fuck, Kate. I -"
She placed her hands over his, letting him know it was okay. When she hummed around him, it was more than Rick could take. His hips bucked, forcing him even deeper into the warm cavern of her mouth as she hollowed her cheeks. She massaged his balls again and with that he came undone. Groaning out her name on the end of a breathy moan, he watched as she swallowed everything he had to give.
"Holy shit, Kate," he panted.
She grinned widely up at him, "You liked that, huh?"
"Liked? That may be the understatement of the year." He grabbed her hand and hauled her up. "You're... phenomenal... Do you want me to return the favor?"
She shook her head, grabbing her shirt from where it still laid on the floor.
"Nope, but you'd better show me a good time tomorrow night, Ricky," she said saucily as she exited the room.
Holy fuck, he was going to lose his virginity to Kate Beckett - Hell, he was going to take hers. Rick stumbled to his feet on unsteady legs, attempting to gather himself. He had an evening to plan.
A/N: Thanks to Alex for being the beta for my first ever M-rated post. I had a tough time writing and polishing this until I felt like it was ready to post. Let me know what you think in the reviews.