Castle and The Originals

Chapter 11

"Ooohh right there." Rick moaned. "Harder, yeah Kate that's it."

Rick was sprawled across the bed lying flat on his stomach while Kate walked on his back. His body lays parallel with the headboard so she could steady herself with one hand on the wall. Even though the bed in the tropical bungalow was considerably lower than most; a fall from even this height could be detrimental. They had arrived at the luxury resort on the Big Island's Kahola Coast a few days earlier. They originally heard about the location while on their honeymoon and both wanted to visit. At first Rick thought a second trip to Hawaii so soon was a bit redundant, but with it being February and freezing in New York they wanted to get away to someplace warm and sunny with a beach. They considered Jamaica or the Bahamas, but both concerned Rick; what if for some reason Kate needed medical treatment? Would they have the technology to provide the services she might require? Leaving the country became a non-option. However, the irony was not lost on him; right now he was the one that might require medical treatment.

"Hey down there, I thought you were injured?" Kate tapped his hip with the top of her foot.

"My back, not my mouth." His voice sounded slightly muffled.

"Maybe I'll have better luck next time." She pressed the ball of her foot hard into the small of his back and they both heard the loud pop.

His body relaxed under her feet. "I think you got it."

Kate turned around and slid her feet to the mattress on either side of his body, she took a seat on her husband's backside. "I guess it's true what they say?"

"I'm afraid to ask." His voice was still muffled by the comforter but sounded less pained.

"You can't teach an old dog new tricks."

"Woof."

Rick chuckled to think about his failed attempt at skimboarding. Kate had been reading a book while sunning on one the many double lounge chairs the resort had placed along the private beach. She didn't feel like swimming and he didn't feel like sitting. He saw a few teenagers floating across the surf on their boards and thought it looked like fun. One clumsy try later and he was barely able to walk back to their private bungalow.

Kate lightly tickled the sensitive flesh above his hip bones and slid her fingers underneath his t-shirt, she had promised him a massage after the back cracking. "Okay Old Man raise up for a sec."

He did as he was told and let her slip the garment over his head. Kate begins at his tailbone which was now situated between her thighs. He was wearing his swim trunks and they were still damp from his very brief dip in the Pacific. She hadn't changed from her bikini either and the bottoms were now damp from coming in contact with his. She worked her strong hands up his spine making sure to knead any tight spot or kinked muscle she encountered. She wanted to tease him mercilessly about the wipeout on the beach, but she knew he had been sore even before that. She suspected it had something to do with his trip to Chicago; sleeping in a strange bed for almost two weeks, then only a few days later jumping on another plane to Hawaii and having to get used to yet another mattress. As she reached his shoulders he untucked his arms from beneath his body laying them flat and folded at the elbows. He turned is head to the side with his left cheek against the comforter.

Kate could see that his eyes were closed. She was glad that he was finally relaxing. She hated that it took an injury to get him to slow down, however. He had been going full out for weeks. When she saw how full his tour schedule was she assumed it was his attempt to appease Paula and Gina enough to leave him alone for the rest of her pregnancy and maybe even for a while after. Now that he was done with that, however, he was still going full tilt. He was up early planning their days, he never sat still, he never stopped talking. She thought she had finally figured it out earlier in the day and had hoped her refusal to do anything but sit and read would push him over the edge and into a confession. No go, instead he had acted reckless and hurt himself.