White and Static one shots ( THERE IS 18+ CONTENT )

Turn of events ( 18+ )

CW:// Knife Play, Machoism, Body Worship and so many kinks— ;]

White was cooking in the kitchen, humming slowly. He was cooking, it was late to have dinner but it was gonna be a treat for him and Static. Thankfully the kids were out to One-Eye's place tonight, hanging out with their grandpa. It was nice to have a quiet house again, he of course loved the kids but it was nice having quiet weekends sometimes.

White was cooking some nice pasta for him and Static, a little bit of them time.. they only got back from their honeymoon awhile ago. White so very enjoyed it, Static had work a week later, even when he couldn't walk well. White took a lot out of Static, but they both knew it was great. They both felt great in that moment. The feeling of their hearts racing and their body heat. And now having Statics full face is even better! He could feel his entire face, and his mouth and—

Static was gonna be arriving home soon, any moment,, but the water was still boiling. White stood on the kitchen cutting up the vegetables and other things that were gonna be made into the sauce. So he continued to hum ti himself while he waited for Static to come home. Then they could have dinner and hang out however they thought fit.. but only if White knew.

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Static groaned at the counter of the bar, he had a shitty day at work, it was busy. And even the wedding ring wasn't enough for people to not flirt with him, or call him slurs, never mind being outed on the television now, everyone there knew him as Whites husband, except the other staff of course. But the customers always asked how White was or if Static could tell White something for them.

He was literally about to punch someone if they asked again. One-eye could clearly tell Static was off, and would rather not push him anymore than necessary. Thankfully Statics shift was almost over, so One-eye decided to let him go 30 minutes early. Too mostly cool off before he got home to White, or least get White to help him cool off, though he knew Static,, or well thought he did. The wholesome big guy.. Though.. usually he's never this annoyed about the customers.. wonder what's going on.

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Static groaned as he walked in through the door, rubbing the bridge of his nose out of annoyance, and a slight head ache. He quickly kicked off his boots and hung up his coat, hanging it by the door, on the little hooks they had there. Static as he fully walked in smelt something going on, and the noise of chopping? White must've been cooking, oh thank god,, he's been starving. And something to distract himself from everything that was going on.

Static walked into the kitchen quietly, as he slowly wrapped his arms tightly around White's waist, holding him firmly. Spooking White.

" A— Oh welcome back darling! " White said happily, looking over his shoulder as Static rested his head in the nook of Whites shoulder and neck, White was warm to him. It was comforting.

" Hey. " Static said with a low tone, his accent a little heavy. It was a surprise to himself and White,, who's face now had a light shade of pink to it. Static had this- urge.. to tease White, he didn't understand why, but least he knew the kids were gone. He ain't gonna ignore it. He slowly moved his hands and held them on White's sides, tightening his grip on him while he slowly bit down on White's neck and shoulder.

It causes White to huff out a moan, a quiet one bit god did it turn on Static. The heat started to turn in Static's stomach, and suddenly, his jeans were just way too tight for his liking.
Static would bite harder moving white closer to him, with a light groan to voice.

" Static— honey— " White huffed, his face burning red. He didn't understand why Static was acting like this but he loved it,, Static being the dom was a rare occasion, it was always the best White has felt, other than himself fucking Static.