dirty | collection of one shots.

honey

cole wanted to surprise his wife at work . but left her with aching muscles & a need of a new desk .

"Is Mrs. Sprouse available?" Asked the six foot tall man with golden hair in the style of a quiff, a very expensive black suit fitted on his body perfectly with a maroon tie. The woman at the desk knew who this man was, and she knew why he was here.

"Yes, she is," chirped the woman, handing him a visitor's pass without any hassle.

"Thank you," Cole Sprouse took the pass from the woman and walked towards the elevator—nodding his head at the security guard that he was cool with—so he could make his way up the building to surprise his lovely wife for a visit.

Penelope Sprouse was her name. He worshipped the ground she walked on and he felt blessed to breath the same air as her. Cole would never forget how they first met. It was practically love at first sight for the both of them. Then, in just a few years of dating he had finally proposed to her around last year. And now, they are happily married together in peace, harmony, and love.

With a few knocks on the door Cole twisted the metal doorknob. Walking into the aesthetic themed office that belonged to his lovely wife. And when they locked eyes he could see how her dark orbs twinkled with delight.

"Hey Mrs. Sprouse," he cooed earning a shy smile from his woman that loved it when he said that to her. Cole placed the flowers he brought on her desk and kissed her cheek. "I came to surprise you."

"I see that," she smiled standing up to her feet and wrapping her arms around his neck. "I didn't know you were coming today."

"You know I'm full of surprises baby," Cole smiled, something that made her weak in the knees. "Sometimes I'm still surprised from how far we have gotten without you divorcing me yet."

"Oh please," she rolled her eyes. "I would never, especially since I love you so much."

Cole kissed her lips gently and pulled away, he lifted her on her desk and stood between her legs, something he usually did when he came to see her,  "How's your day so far?" He asked touching her thighs.

"It has gotten better now that I have seen your handsome face," Penelope smiled caressing his now pink cheeks.

Cole cheesed hard, "Thanks Penelope."

With just a little kiss to his lips Penelope had her dear husband blushing, she smiled. She always loved to see him when he got like this, so vulnerable, so shy. It was just utterly adorable and it made her heart flutter so much. She knew more about this man more than she knew herself sometimes. Cole was such an unpredictable guy, but she still knew him from inside out. He was one of a kind, and she was so happy that she gets to spend the rest of her life with this lovely human for a long time.

"I missed you," he says pouting his lips.

"I'll be off in a few short hours baby," she assured him.

"But—," he paused, his tongue swiping over his bottom lip, then he continued. "—I just missed you so much honey."

Honey.

A special nickname he loved to call her when he wanted to touch all over her, having her screaming his name for him, and all these other raunchy and dirty actions he wanted to do at this very second. Honey was a very special nickname he called her when he was dogging her out from behind or whispering sweet things in her ear when he made love to her.