Whitey Winn One Shots

Good Mornin'

I smiled as I gently woke to the sweet sounds of well not much, no sounds of people's busy with their business, all of it drowned out by the sweet sounds of the rain battering our little wooden house I could listen to that sound for hours. Rain happened to rarely in the new Mexico desert but it was always heavenly when it did a sound of battering the wooden houses, of the silencing of work, of the trees and plants being given there likely monthly rations of rain. The sweet smell of dust in rain. I could feel the sweet warmth of the fire slowly glowing it wouldn't be long till it extinguished itself completely. I heard the door and I didn't even look I knew who it was. Moment later the bed shifted and moved as he climbed on slipping his rough hand into my own "good mornin'" he whispered

I smiled slowly opening my eyes seeing the sweet sight.

He sat on our bed still dressed as usual his boots taken off by the door, socks on the floorboards, his pants tight to his every skinny inch, his gunbelt off around the dinning chair, his shirt on buttoned up perfectly and his jumper over him, his hair allow to hang loose where it needed a trim and a wash, his smile wide as he saw me wake

"Hi whitey"

"Hi" he smiled, bringing my hand to his lips, pressing a soft kiss there "did ya have a nice sleep?"

"I did. But I'm happier now I'm awake"

"Why?"

"Three guesses" I smiled "come here my darling deputy" I smiled tugging him into bed for a cuddle which he happily obliged nuzzling with me holding me tight peppering my skin with his trademark scratchy kisses "I miss you"

"I know. I miss ya too." He says softly into my hair "of snuggle with my little honey bun all day everyday if I could."

"I know I just miss you when you work so much"

"Ya welcome to come stay with me in the office ya know that"

"Still."

"When bill gets back I'll make sure I'm home with my honeybun. I don't like bein' Say from you this much either" he says

"What did you get up to?"

"Nothin'. Cells are empty. Nothin' goin' on. Just sat in that damp old uncomfortable chair all night tryin' to keep my eyes open"

"Ohh maybe I should have come and brought you some soup"

"Ummm that would have been heavenly, maybe another night"

"I'll make a note of it"

"Could I make a request for tonight?"

"You may"

"Maybe... your famous quail and veg soup?"

"Alright"

"Yeah?"

"Of you'd like it whitey"

"Yes!" He muttered to himself "thank you honey bun"

"Your welcome. Got to make sure your as comfy as you can be locked in that old office all night. I imagine you get lonely"

"I do. I always feel lonely when I don't sleep beside ya." He says "but I'm here now. And I wanna savor every last moment" he Cooes pulling me into a soft kiss I happily kissed him back before pull back and nuzzling into his chest but I tugged on his jumper making him playfully roll his eyes sitting up slipping his jumper and shirt off leaving his chest bare laying on his back and open his arms "where is my honey bun"

"Here you silly boy" I giggled nuzzling into his bare warm chest "I love you"

"Love ya more" he says kissing my head "come on I'm tried from bein' in the office all night"

"Okay" I smiled tucking the covers around us tightly "sleep tight whitey"

"I'll do my best. So long as I have you to cuddle I'll be fine" he Cooes squeezing me a little tighter