[[ france ]]

[justdidntseeit]

[ these stakes have a high alcohol content ]

She's lost count of how much wine they've put away among the three of them.

By the time they call it a night, she's also lost count of how many hands of Texas hold 'em have slipped through their fingers, wallets, and wardrobes.

Kate's laughing as they stagger-stumble upstairs in a tangle of arms and torsos and underwear.

(At this point, she's fairly certain Bill and Beckett are mostly carrying her between them.)

They clear the stairs and her ankle rolls -- how, she's not quite sure -- but she's taking Beckett and Bill with her with a warm tumble, the ceiling's spinning, and she can't stop laughing.

"God, guys, I'm sorry -- sorry -- "

Her fingers brush Bill's stomach, and her free hand grazes Beckett's ribs as she twists to peer at them.

"Everybody okay?"

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[wheelsy_sheriff]

"Holy-- "

He feels Kate reach her climax and gives her the last of him, pushing past his limit to help her break apart.

With Kate's eyes closed Bill's lock onto Beckett's as he reaches his release. With a grunt and a deep stroke the tension breaks inside him and he comes hard, muscles locking as he lets go.

His head bows and he gasps hard against Kate's shoulder; body shuddering and insides on fire.

[fanofthegenre]

It's quiet, at first, apart from the deep breaths each of them are taking, three heartbeats attempting to slow from a galloping pace, and Beckett rides out the last of it with them, holding Kate close against her as she feels the last few waves of her climax ripple through her.

She's reluctant to let go, but she does, eventually, peeling herself apart from them, and for some reason, her muscles feel like jelly, which might explain why she only has enough energy to roll over against Bill's side and bury her face against his shoulder with a soft, breathless laugh.

"That was - wow."

[justdidntseeit]

Kate slumps against Bill, boneless and spent; gooseflesh prickles along her back from the loss of heat when Beckett shifts and rolls.

"Yeah, it was -- "

She's nodding against Bill's temple, chuckling under her breath, and presses a kiss to the shell of his ear.

"Mmm."

It's as articulate as she can be right now -- most of her concentration's funneled into lifting her arm to stroke Beckett's hair with unsteady fingers.

[wheelsy_sheriff]

His arms wraps around Kate and he holds her close, one hand smoothing up and down the space between her shoulderblades slowly.

It's awhile before he can breath in deep and the exhale comes out as a light chuckle as he shifts to put one arm around Beckett and presses his lips into her hair.

"It was awesome."

Exhausted and sated, all the wine he drank earlier settles warm in his system, making everything from his limbs to his tongue heavy.

[fanofthegenre]

She sighs again, nuzzling against Kate's hand at the first brush of fingers running through her hair, then closes her eyes when Bill leans over to press a kiss against her hairline.

She throws an arm over the two of them, low around Kate's hips, her fingertips finding Bill's hipbone on the opposite side and lightly stroking along it.

"What he said," she murmurs, sleepy and loose-limbed and satisfied.

[justdidntseeit]

Kate mumbles an incoherent agreement, drifting in a warm, contented haze while her fingers absently smooth over mussed strands of Beckett's hair.

It takes considerable effort to lift her head from Bill's shoulder, and when she does, it's with a reluctant sigh.

"No falling on the way to th' bathroom -- we're in no shape to help," she tells him, only half-serious as she presses a lazy kiss to the corner of his jaw.

"And y'gotta come back 'cause you're warm."

Another steadying breath, and she shifts off his lap with a quiet groan, and moves through empty air that feels like Jell-O to settle against Beckett's other side on the king-sized bed.

Sinking onto the sheets, her head finds the pillow and she reaches for Beckett, her palm making a leisurely slide up Beckett's thigh.

[wheelsy_sheriff]

He makes a sound that's somewhere between grumbling and a whine when Kate mentions getting up. It cuts off when she moves off him, his breath hitching and a tremor running down his body when he slides out.

Turning to look at Kate and Beckett together he gives a lazy smile.

"Alright, m'goin'. Y'all better save me some covers for when I get back."

Pulling himself together, he finds the strength to get up. Staggered from drinking, and unsteady from exhertion, he walks a crooked line to the bathroom.

[fanofthegenre]

Beckett isn't exactly a fan of losing her source of warmth, but she's more than willing to accept another, and as Kate settles down to spoon her from behind she rolls over onto her back, glancing over at the other woman with a lazy grin.

She laughs then, half-tired, at the sight of Bill walking awkwardly towards the bathroom, and somehow finds enough energy to reach down and pull the covers over her and Kate.

"Can't promise anything," she calls out, though it's clear she's only joking as she reaches in to pull Kate's arm around her and rests her head back down against the pillows.

[justdidntseeit]

"He'll get over it if we let 'im in th' middle," she says, nuzzling the curve of Beckett's neck and shoulder and slipping her arm around Beckett's stomach.

Her eyes close, feeling as heavy as ten-pound weights.

"Mmm. Still smell like cherries."

[wheelsy_sheriff]

He turns back to give Beckett a Look, and ends up bumping into the doorframe on his way out.


When he comes back he climbs back into the bed cleaned up and eyes drooping as laziness sets in. On his back, he draws in a slow breath, smirk set on his lips.

"Y'all wore me out."

[fanofthegenre]

Beckett closes her eyes, but there's still a sleepy grin there as she settles in with Kate's arm around her.

"How d'you think we feel?" she says, smiling even with her eyes closed, and there's really no chance of getting her to open them again any time soon as her breathing starts to even out, her heart returning to its normal rhythm.

"Mmm."

[justdidntseeit]

Kate smiles into Beckett's hair and presses a kiss there before easing away with a soft, sleepy sigh. Turning to Bill, her lips quirk upward and she slides over him, nudging him closer to Beckett and the middle of the mattress.

"Somebody sounds satisfied," she teases, slurring more than a little as she curls against him.

[wheelsy_sheriff]

"Good, I hope," he answers Beckett, and really he hopes both of them are feeling as great as he is now.

He's idly scratching at the scarring on his belly when Kate slides over him. Moving closer to Beckett, he slips his arm around Kate.

"M'feelin' pretty good." He kisses her forehead and that smug smirk set on his face isn't going anywhere anytime soon. "M'drunk as hell an' just did it with two gorgeous women. How're you?"

[fanofthegenre]

"Mmm," is all Beckett can manage, and this time, she doesn't even bother to try and hide a yawn or disguise it with something else.

She slides an arm over Bill, her hand coming to rest on Kate's hip and giving it a small squeeze.

"Satisfied and sleepy," she adds.

[justdidntseeit]

Kate huffs a laugh into Bill's neck and hooks a leg over his. Her palm drifts from Bill's chest to cover the back of Beckett's hand, and she strokes Beckett's wrist.

"M'good. Even my hair's tired."

[wheelsy_sheriff]

Beckett's yawn triggers one from Bill. Settling against the pillows he's as ready as they are for sleep.

"Good. Glad y'both enjoyed yourselves."

Smiling and using what's left of his energy, he lifts his arm and puts it around Beckett, holding her close against one side, and draws Kate nearer on the other, before letting his eyes drift closed.

He murmurs something that might be 'goodnight' as his body starts to fully relax for sleep.

[fanofthegenre]

"Mmhmm."

It's all she can make out as her breathing evens out, and in less than ten minutes, she's fast asleep.