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~ two years later ~ 

People bustle around me as I weave my way through them. My fingers continue tapping away on my phone, as the wind gently blows my styled hair behind my ears. My makeup for the spring shoot is still on. It looked really pretty to take off, with its dust pink eyeshadow and tiny butterflies along with rosy lip gloss.

I'm in the middle of walking really fast and breaking into a run because I'm already pretty late for lunch with Castle. We barely get time together nowadays with him working at Dad's restaurant and me picking up modelling and a few college courses along with being a dance instructor.

Castle attends college too but all his classes are online so that allows him some flexibility. My luck probably got run over in the way because, one, all my classes require physical attendance. Two, my agent put tons of restrictions on my food choices. Three, I'm always exhausted or sleepy during dance classes.

But I wouldn't change a thing because I love it.

My heels clack on the floor as I make my way toward Dad's restaurant. It's the least busy this time, so Castle and I decided to have lunch together. I enter the restaurant and am immediately hit with the smell of sweets and spices.

The restaurant has the whole cozy cafe kind of vibe with dark wooden interior, plants and low yellow lights. Dad has other restaurants but this one is my personal favorite.

I spot Castle standing behind the counter with two other guys. Xander and Theo. They're both twins of age twenty-five and very good friends of my dad, with dark hair and green eyes.

Theo talks animatedly using various hand gestures, while Xander looks bored, lazily wiping down the counter. Castle stands with his hands in his pockets, his head tilted as he listens to Theo speak.

I stop and stare at him, the same fluttering feeling appearing in my stomach. Damn, he looks hot in an apron with his sleeves rolled up. And that messy hair. Fuck.

He started hiding his scars less and sometimes wears half-sleeves at home too instead of his usual hoodies. He still has therapy sessions and I'm so happy he's getting better.

Xander's eyes roll up when Theo says something dramatic. At that moment, he notices me standing at the entrance. He nudges Castle's elbow.

Castle looks at him before his head moves in my direction. A smile breaks on his face when his eyes meet mine.

I walk towards him.

"I'm so sorry for being late. They had me change outfits like a billion times before they found something that matched the season."  

Castle places his hands on the counter as I stop in front of him. He leans forward as he towers over me even with the counter in between. "You're forty minutes late, Holly." He narrows his eyes.

"I know! I should've texted you beforehand but then they carried me away and I couldn't even take a sip of water for another three hours."

He leans further until I can smell spices and citrus on him. My stomach pools with excitement when he doesn't break eye contact, staring intently at me. I find myself leaning forward too.

Before our lips can touch, someone pokes their head in between.

"Woah! That's some really cool makeup, Holly!" Theo gazes at my face with wide eyes.

Castle sighs, leaning back.

"I know, right? It's for the spring collection." I reply.

"Looks amazing! Maybe I should get something like that, too. What do you say, Xander?" Theo grins at his twin brother.

Xander lifts an eyebrow, bored. "It's not Halloween yet. We don't want any children screaming in the restaurant."

Theo's grin dies down. He scowls. "Motherfucker."

"You're saying this makeup is suited for scaring people?" I raise my eyebrows at Xander.

"Jesus. It looks gorgeous on you. It will  look scary on the dumbass." Xander rolls his eyes.

"You look scary without even trying!" Theo fires back.

"I know." Xander closes his eyes and stretches his defined neck. "It keeps the little annoying brats away." Saying that, he saunters back into the kitchen, the muscles of his back barely contained under his black turtleneck.

"How are you not gay yet, Castle?" I whisper to my boyfriend.

He looks at me and sighs. "Not this agai—"

"How are you still straight when this guy exists and works with you twelve hours every day?" I demand.

"Because I'm a loyal boyfriend who has eyes only for you?"

"Still! You gotta at least be Bi."

"I'm one hundred percent straight, Holly."  

"I don't get how!" I exasperate.

He rolls his eyes, untying his apron and tossing it away before walking around the counter. "I'll be having my lunch break now." He calls out to Theo, who gives him a thumbs up in return.

Castle reaches me, putting his hand out. I take it and he leads me to a table at the far corner. I set my handbag down, and take a seat as Castle pushes my chair in.

He sits down in front of me, getting comfortable on his chair.

"Theo will be bringing lunch soon." He says.

I nod, looking at him.

He looks back at me.

I smile.

He places his elbows on the table, lacing his fingers together under his chin as he stares at me.

"How's everything else going?" I ask.

He shrugs. "The usual."

"We still gotta work on those pushups." I remind him.

He closes his eyes briefly, groaning.

A few weeks back, Castle told me he wanted to work on his body. He said it's a type of therapy for making him feel more confident about himself and his body. Since then, we've made it a routine to go to the gym two times a week.

So far, Castle's gaining a bit of muscle on his arms and chest. His face is no longer long and lost. He always looked beautiful and gorgeous to me but in a broken and soulless kind of way.

Now, he's extraordinarily more gorgeous with light in his face and raised shoulders. He's less shy to talk to people and is a little bit more social.

"My abs are still sore." Castle grumbles.

"What abs?" I smirk.

"The ones you're so obsessed with touching every night." He raises his chin.

I chuckle. "Right."

Theo comes with our food and just like that, Castle and I flow into an easy conversation while enjoying our lunch together.

Realizing I have nothing more planned for the day, I remain at the restaurant, working on a few college assignments on a borrowed laptop from Castle. 

In between, I keep glancing up to take a look at my boyfriend as he wears a polite smile for his customers and shifts between cooking and waitering. His rolled-up sleeves show a bit of veiny arms that he's been working on. He keeps running his hand through his hair, making me nearly swoon in my seat.

A smirk appears on my face when I notice a couple of young girls gazing at Castle as he takes their order. They nearly faint though when Xander comes to serve them.

After a long day, it's finally time to close the restaurant.

Theo shoos Castle away with his rag. "Get out of here. Xan and I got it." He looks at me and winks. "Have a great night you two!"

We say our goodbyes before heading out onto the busy streets. Holding hands, Castle and I make our way toward home.

Entering the house, we head to the kitchen where my parents are preparing dinner.

"Great! Both of you are home!" Mom sighs in relief. "We accidentally cooked a lot a need a few more mouths to finish the food."

"Here you go!" Dad walks by us, handing both of us a glass of water. "Hydrating yourself is important. Pretty makeup, Holly." He looks at Castle. "You need to work on your pushups."

Castle groans. "I know. I know."

"I can do more pushups than you." Dad grins. "And I'm thirty-eight years old. Look at these." He holds up his arms, flexing his fairly large biceps.

I roll my eyes. "We know, Dad. We know."

He pats his stomach. "I'm a dad of two children and I still got a six-pack."

"You only raised one child though." I point out since he never stops saying that he has two children including me and Castle.

"I'm still a father to two children," he says.

Mom shakes her head behind him.

"The key to building up your body is eating more and...Keeping. Yourself. Hydrated." He gives a pointed look to Castle, pulling another glass of water out of his ass and handing it to him.

I have no other clue where those glasses of water magically appear in his hands, so I'm guessing it comes from there.

"Yes, thank you." Castle sighs, drinking his water.

"Wanna see how much muscle I had during my high school days?" Dad asks.

"No, thank you." Castle shakes his head.

"Oh come on, it'll motivate you."

He shakes his head again.

"Your loss." Dad shrugs, walking over to the stove. "I was a pretty hotshot during my high school days. This little one couldn't resist me at all." He rubs Mom's head, messing up her hair.

She whips around and pokes his chest with the wooden spoon. "Don't lie! It was you who couldn't leave me alone even after I screamed at you in front of the school assembly when you wouldn't stop tugging at my hair."

"Is that what happened?" Dad grins.

She narrows her eyes. "Yes!"

"I specifically remember you chasing after me and being so jealous of other girls wanting me. You nearly ripped my—ow!" He yelps, holding his hand to his chest after Mom pinched him.

She gives him a warning look.

A gulp goes down Dad's throat and he nods, stepping back and hurrying to the other side of the kitchen.

'Scary'. He mouths to me.

I shrug. "We'll freshen up and come," I say before Castle and I head upstairs to my bedroom.

"Don't take your time!" Dad warns behind me, still being the "Dad".

There's still a permanent bedroom for Castle in this house. Other than that, he now has a nice small apartment rented where he and William live together. William is at a friend's house for now.

Castle and I hurry up the stairs knowing we won't be alone for too long. The moment my bedroom door falls shut, our lips clash, and we're tugging each other's clothes off.

"I'm so glad both of us are free on the same night." I sigh, as I pin him to the wall, kissing my way down his neck. "It feels like we haven't done this for days."

He nods. "Everything's been so fast and consuming."

"Exactly." My mouth reaches his slight abs and I lick my way between them, making him shudder.

"I knew you were obsessed with them." He smirks down at me.

His smirk vanishes when my hand reaches for a very erect body part. A low moan escapes his lips when I start stroking him.

"We both know we don't have time so I'm gonna go quick."

He barely gets to nod, before I'm down on my knees, taking him into my mouth. I take him deep inside until he nearly hits the back of my throat. A groan escapes Castle's lips and his hand comes on my head, fisting my hair. I go down on him long and fast, sucking and licking, until he starts whimpering. I squeeze him in my hands, pulling him out of my mouth and peppering him with kisses.

"God, Holly." He moans, throwing his head back. "I'm not gonna last."

A smirk slides onto my face. "I know, Castle. I know." I feel him getting stiffer under my hands. He starts trembling now, his head still thrown back and his hands pressing into the wall for support.

When he looks nice and ready, I pat his dick before standing up and pulling him toward the bed. I fall back, spreading my legs apart and look up at him with heavy-lidded eyes. "You know what to do."

His eyes roam over my form, from my naked breasts to my stomach, between my legs, my thighs to my feet. Desire clouds his eyes, and he wastes no time, putting a knee on the bed and climbing on.

His hands come on my waist, rubbing small circles on my skin before he bends down and places a soft kiss right between my thighs. A sigh escapes my mouth and I really wish he had the time to properly go down on me. But we don't so...

"Hurry up," I tell him.

He nods, grabbing himself and directing it towards my entrance.

"Do it." I urge him.

"This is going to hurt." He winces.

I smirk up at him. "You know I love it rough too."

He gazes at me before a heavy look settles on his face. He braces himself with one hand on my waist and with one last stare, he pushes into me, stretching me whole.

A gasp cuts through my mouth as his dick feels like an invasion, almost painful with me not being wet enough. But I still like it. I just love sex. Period.

Castle lets out a groan and holds still for a moment, letting me relax. But I shake my head. "Continue."

He doesn't though, being the ever so compassionate boyfriend.

After a few seconds, he pulls out of me, letting my muscles release the tension. Just as I was getting ready, he slams into me again, making me gasp.

"Fuck." I groan along with him. "Go on. Just go on."

He nods, before placing both his hands on my waist, gripping me tightly. He slams into me, pulling out and pushing in quickly. My legs come around his waist, with my hands bracing on his forearms as I try to muffle my cries with each thrust.

It took a long time for Castle to get the hang of having sex. Before it used to take hours to get him ready and willing because he was just so goddamn shy and sensitive. He never agreed to it until we were alone in a bedroom with the door locked.

Eventually, we started having sex in little riskier places like on the living room couch when my parents were asleep, in the backseat of the car whenever we went out alone, and in public restrooms when there were few people. Slowly, slowly, our sensual sex turned into desperate or quick fucks with our busy lives and plenty of interruptions.

Like right now.

"Faster." I urge him. "Put those workout sessions to use." I reach forward and slap his hip.

He shoots me a flat look, picking up his pace.

A groan forms in my throat when I feel the pressure building up beneath my skin. The more he thrusts into me, the more wet I become, making it easier for him to fuck me.

"That's right. You're doing so good." I groan out, my walls clenching around his dick as he thrusts into me. His hands are tight bands around my waist and I have no doubt there'll be bruises the next day. "Very good."

My words seem to grow on him because his hands slide down to my hips, grabbing them and lifting them in the air. With this new position, he's able to ram into me deeper, hitting spots that make me cry out.

"Shhh." He whispers above me, a frown of pleasure on his face as he bites his bottom lip to muffle his own moans.

I bite down on my own lip but still, a few short grunts escape. Castle is not being very quiet either with his breaths getting shallower and harsher. His hands grip my hips harder to keep them in the air as he remains on his knees, pounding into me. My breasts move wildly with each thrust and my walls clench around him, desperate for release.

"Can't remain quiet?" I tease him when his breath gets harsher.

He shakes his head, squeezing his eyes shut. "I guess I'll something to occupy my mouth for that to happen."  

"Oh yeah?" I cock my head. "Like what?"

"I don't know. Do you have something in mind?" A small smirk finds the corner of his lips.

"I actually do." I grin. "I'll give you a hint. Just a little lower my neck."

"Oh yeah?" His smirk grows.

"Oh yeah." I nod.

His gaze falls on me, below my collarbones. "Those things?" A different look clouds his eyes.

"Those exact gorgeous things."

He leans forward and latches his mouth onto my nipple, sucking on the hard little thing. My hands move to his hair, gripping them between my fingers as a loud breath leaves my mouth. His tongue swirls and licks my nipple, before his teeth clamp down, making me moan.

He raises his head with a grin on his face. "Not so quiet either, hmm?"

"Shut up and continue." I push his head back down on my breasts.

He moans into my tits, picking up his pace as he moves in and out of me. My nails rake down his back, needing to clutch something as my senses flood with pleasure. My legs come around his waist, pulling him deeper into me. His mouth moves from my breasts up to my neck, sucking my skin into his mouth before biting down on it. A quiet moan leaves my mouth and I grab his head, pulling him up. His mouth immediately latches on mine, our tongues stroking each other's. He sucks my lips between us, fucking me faster.

My back arches off the bed, indicating I'm almost there. Castle takes that as an opportunity to suck my nipple again, sending me into an even more spiral. I'm so close. I'm so so close. I feel him twitch inside me that tells me he's not far off too.

"Just...a little faster and...you have me." I groan.

"Just a little?" Playfulness enters his eyes as his breathing becomes ragged. "Damn, I must be...getting so much better."

"Faster!" I cut him off.

"Oh fuck." He groans, gripping my waist tightly before putting more force into his thrusts. My senses lose control when I feel his head hit me all the way in. 

"Just like that." I moan, my legs tightening around his waist. My hands find his wrists keeping me in place and I grip them. My back arches off the bed when he hits a deep spot. "Oh god..." I moan out. He's gotten so much better at this. So, so, much better. Almost makes me want to pay him for every time he makes me feel this good. Fuck, I will pay him if he asks.

My walls clench around him, pulsing. I feel him throb inside me too which means we're both not far off. He continues fucking me at the same pace. My senses fill up, overflow, and drown me. He notices that and reaches between us, his hand finding my clit. Slowly, he rolls the swollen nub between his long fingers, giving it a light tug. Then he rubs a finger in circular motion. And that does it for me. With one last thrust deep inside me, I explode all over his dick. A cry shoots out of my mouth that Castle immediately muffles by placing his mouth over mine. I kiss him deeply, my hands going around his neck as his hot load fills me. His body trembles and he falls over me, no longer able to hold himself up. We both shudder in each other's arms, panting and breathing harshly.

We remain like that for a long time, our chests heaving together. My hands play with his hair as he breathes into my neck, catching his breath. This guy right here, right in my arms, I love him so fucking much. There's not a single day where I don't look at him and swell up with pride.

He's all mine. All fucking mine.

"You are really getting better at this," I murmur, kissing his forehead.

"I wonder why." He gives me a pointed look.

"I wonder too." I nod, tilting his face up to kiss those hot and soft lips. He opens for me, and I slip my tongue into his mouth, stroking him slowly and leisurely. His hand caresses my waist, his nails slightly grazing my skin.

Moments later, we pull away, gazing into each other's eyes.

"I'm guessing we have about five minutes for a shower before Elias comes up to drag us down." He says.

I nod. "I'm thinking it's four and a half now."

"We better hurry then." He says, then pulls himself from me, sliding down my bed.

I follow him into my bathroom.

We end up making out and groping each other against the wall for two minutes before rushing through the shower and tugging on our clothes.

Just as we finish up, a knock sounds on the door.

"Dinner's ready!" Dad calls out.

Castle and I share a smile.

"Coming!" I reply.

"Coming now, or are you both—"

"We're coming, Dad! We're coming!"

"Good because I don't—"

"We know!"

"Okay, fine." He huffs out before we hear his receding footsteps.

"I'll never tire of him being like that." Castle chuckles.

"I'm already tired." I narrow my eyes.

"Let's go before he comes back up again."

I nod, and together we head downstairs.

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Sometimes I lay awake at night and think about what would have happened if Holly hadn't been trapped with me in that library that night.

What would happen if she didn't come after me?

What would happen if she didn't fail that test and wanted me to tutor her?

What would happen if I denied her offer and rejected her?

It feels like such a long time ago.

Sometimes I stare at her and can't believe there was a life before where I wasn't completely consumed by her.

Every day I wake up with the hopes of another moment with her. Even if it's just five minutes.

Now, walking behind her into the kitchen, a feeling of fullness envelopes me. A feeling of being complete. It's a feeling I've never felt before. Never before until I met her.

We enter the kitchen and Elias quickly scans both of us from head to bottom. I've gotten used to his overprotectiveness of Holly. It's not a habit that you can easily let go of considering his own past.

When he's done doing his scanning, a smile appears on his face.

"Look at this, Chef." He calls me over, gesturing to a dish garnished expertly. "Look at those diced peas!" He grins proudly.

I nod, impressed. "Looks good."

"Bet they don't do it like that in any restaurant."

"Wanna see how I do it?" I raise my eyebrows in challenge.

He turns his head in my direction and narrows his eyes. "Don't challenge me right before dinner."

I shrug innocently. "'Just wanted you to look at how I did it."

"We'll see." He nods. "Later." His eyes flick to Holly's mom who's standing by the fridge. "That one's already pissed at me for some reason."

I go wary. Whenever Holly's mom gets angry, it's a funeral for all of us. She's just plain scary when she's mad.

Holly is too. Once she got mad at me and it scared the shit out of me so bad. I had to call Elias and make sure I'm not going to be dying.

We sit down around the dining table, serving ourselves food and talking. We do our weekly and daily catch-up. Holly plays footsie with me under the table. I kick her. She kicks back. I kick her again. She slides down a little and kicks me right in the balls.

"Fu—" I jerk in my seat.

All eyes are on me, staring questioningly. I open my mouth to make an excuse but then remember that now Elias likes me more than her, so I point my finger at Holly and say, "She kicked my balls."

Elias snaps his head in Holly's direction as a look of betrayal comes on her face.

"Holly." He scolds her.

"To be completely honest, I was trying to figure out what that was."

"By kicking it?" He raises an eyebrow.

"You wanted me to stroke it?" She questions.

A scowl comes on his face. "Behave."

I hide a smile behind my fork as Elias continues scolding Holly.

Discreetly, she reaches underneath to pinch me. I grab her hand and squeeze tight until she jerks it away from me. She comes back again to pinch but I hold her hand in mine in a tight grip. She tries breaking free but can't really do it without moving too much in her seat.

I'm starting to love working out. I'm getting stronger than her. Maybe I can finally defeat her in arm wrestling too.

After constant tries to free her hand, she finally gives up, slumping in defeat. A satisfied smile crosses my face before I open my hand a little, only to allow space to lace my fingers through hers.

She tightens her fingers after a beat, holding my hand.

We finish dinner like that, holding each other's hands. And also playing footsie again.

Two years back, I thought it was the end of me. My dad abused me nearly all my life, and later my mom died. There isn't a day where I don't remember her. Before her memories used to bring me pain and grief but now slowly, they give me a sense of happiness. I miss her so badly. Fuck, I really do. But it doesn't hurt anymore and I'm glad. Because I don't want to feel pain when I remember her anymore. The last time I saw my father was two years back too when he was all damaged because of Holly — I still love her for that. Since then he hasn't tried to contact me or even tried to make an appearance in my life. Good fucking riddance.

I have an amazing job that I love. An apartment of my own with my pet dog, William. A girlfriend whom I can bully because she bullies me first. A family that became my own. Life's perfect.

Holly and I clear the table and wash the dishes before heading towards the couch. Holly's parents call it a night so it's just me and her in the living room, snuggled beside each other while putting on a show.

"I might need a foot massage after your abuse to it," I whisper in her ear as my fingers lazily circle her waist.

"I need a lot of things too, but you don't see me crying about it." She retorts, pushing her hips back against mine. A part of me there stirs to life when she does that again.

I pinch her waist. "You fucking tease."

She throws me a grin behind her shoulder. "What? I'm just cuddling with you. Is there something else going on in your mind?"

I narrow my eyes at her.

She shakes her head. "Tsk. Tsk. When will your head be out of the gutter, Castle? This much horniness is not good for you."

"Shut up, Holly." I pinch her waist again.

"Don't pinch me unless you wanna face the consequences of it." She warns.

My mouth comes to her ear, murmuring. "And what are they?"

She turns around in my arms to face me. Her eyes are heavy-lidded, and her voice turns husky when she asks. "You wanna find out?"

I pretend to think, gazing at her gorgeous face. "Hmm...maybe I do."

"Good boy." She breathes out before a different look comes on her face. "Clothes off and back against the couch." She orders.

My eyebrows rise. "Right here?"

She nods.

I pull the blanket off me, before reaching down to undo the drawstrings of my sweatpants. I sit up with my back against the couch as I slide my hoodie over my head.

In front of me, Holly slides her shorts down her legs, making my dick harder at the sight of her. She gives me a devilish grin as she slides her underwear down her hips.

Fuck. I can't stop staring. She's perfect. So, so perfect.

Her hands roam over her hips. Her center is still hiding beneath her long t-shirt. My t-shirt. Her hands disappear beneath the t-shirt and I nearly jump to see what she's doing under there. My eyes remain wide open as I stare at her hidden hands. I look up to see her face contorted into a deep blissful look.

"Holly..." I groan.

"What?"

"I know what you're doing."

"Do you?" She gives me another devilish look. Then she slides her hands up her stomach, her waist, up to her chest, sliding the t-shirt along with her hands. Another groan forms in my throat when her bare center finally comes into view.

My dick is having a hard time down there while this little devil goes on with her strip tease.

"Fuck, Holly." I breathe out, squeezing my eyes shut.

"Eyes on me." She purrs, making me open my eyes again to the torture in front of me.

She slides her hands under her breasts, holding them firmly before squeezing them, nearly making me come right there and then.

"Holly." I groan, painfully. I'm so turned on right now. So fucking turned on.

"That's my name." She hums, one of her hands going down to her center. And then she starts rubbing herself, letting herself a little moan.

"Fuck." She's such a fucking...tease!

"This feels so good, Castle." She moans again, rubbing her clit faster.

"Let me do it for you." I rasp out.

She ignores me, continuing to pleasure herself.

"Holly, please." I groan.

"What was that?" She raises an eyebrow, a look of bliss on her face.

"Fuck, please, Holly."

"Please what?" She tilts her head.

"Let me make you feel good."

"Oh really?"

"Please." I'm literally begging right now. Watching her like that is torture. Pure torture. And she knows that perfectly well.

Her hand plays with her tit, rolling and pinching her nipple between her fingers, while her other hand rubs down there. Her back is slightly arched. Her breaths get shallower.

"This feels so good, Castle." She moans.

"Fuck you, Holly." She knows exactly how this is affecting me.

"You wanna?" She smirks.

Oh fuck, I do. I really do. But I still glare at her. "You're a fucking devil."

"Can't disagr—" her breath hitches and then she moans. "Oh fuck, I'm close."

My eyes move down to her hand.
Desperation comes over me. "Please, Holly. Please."

"Please what?" Her eyebrows are scrunched in pleasure.

"Please let me touch you." I'm ready to get on my knees for her.

"I'm close, Castle."

"Please."  

She looks at me. "You really want to?"

"Yes." I quickly answer.

Her hands finally fall away. She bends down to pick up her underwear and shorts, giving me an eyeful of her cleavage. She stands back up and smirks at me. "Come touch me then." Saying that she saunters into my room in the corner.

I gather myself, painfully aware of the huge boner down there before I pick up my own clothes and follow her.

Fuck me if I don't make her beg tonight too. Two can play this game.

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Andddd that's the end of it! How was the chapter??

IM SO HAPPY THIS BOOK GOT OVER! WHAT A RIDE! I'll miss these characters so much ToT. Ill miss you all so much too!

I can finally get some sleep now and not worry about updating any chapters. That's a relief. It's like currently 4 AM and my head ACHES!

Words: 5,100

Date of publishing: 19th August 2023