My Hamilton OTP's One-Shots {CLOSED}

Attention - Mullette (Smut)

|TW: Riding, descriptive, a little bit of blood, over stimulation, and mentioned soreness. kinky|

|Third|

Lafayette pays his boyfriend no mind as he walks through the door. He sits there, watching TV, arm draped across the couch and sitting criss-cross applesauce, his body facing away from the TV with his head turned. He had a long day at work and was feeling a bit down.

Hercules hangs up his coat and looks at Lafayette. "Hey handsome. How was work?" Hercules asks. Lafayette doesn't respond and just watches TV. Hercules raises his voice.

"I said, how was work?"

"I heard you, jeez," Lafayette replies, rolling his eyes. Hercules glares at him and stands in front of the TV. "Excuse me. I'm talking to you. I have no idea why you have an attitude with me, but you better stop acting like a five-year-old and start speaking," Hercules says. Lafayette groans. "Just leave me alone. I'm not in the mood to talk right now, okay?" Lafayette says back.

"So you're gonna be upset with me?"

"I'm not upset with you. I'm just tired..."

Hercules nods and walks away, mumbling when he's out of earshot, "I know just what you need. A little stress reliever."

———

Lafayette hums quietly as he scrolls through his phone, still in the same sitting position from before. The TV was still on, mainly for background noise. He yawns tiredly and hums.

He feels arms wrap around his shoulders and Hercules nuzzles into his neck. "Laffy~" he says quietly, softly kissing the taller man's neck. Lafayette tilts his head to the side and continues looking at his phone. "I'm tired love and stressed out from work," Lafayette says, not even paying much attention. "Let me relieve some of that stress," Hercules responds. Lafayette shakes his head. "It's tempting but— hey!"

Hercules takes his phone and tosses it somewhere. Lafayette groans and closes his eyes. "Just let me do all the work and you just enjoy it," Hercules says. Lafayette covers his face. Hercules huffs and climbs into his lap. "Look at me," Hercules whispers.

Lafayette finally looks at him and his eyes widen. He trails down his boyfriend's perfect body in white lace lingerie, contrast to his dark chocolate skin. He sat comfortably in his lap, in the perfect position that Hercules knew would make Lafayette hard on contact.

Hercules cups his neck and face. "Now will you pay attention to me?" Hercules frowns and then smile. Lafayette's heart flutters. "Of course. I'm sorry my love. Work was just harder than usual today," Lafayette responds, slowly moving his hand not resting on the arm of the couch, onto Hercules' waist.

"Good. I want you to forget about work, okay? Put all your attention on me. Forget your... worries..."

Hercules leans in and brushes their lips together. "I've already forgotten," Lafayette whispers, Hercules not hesitating to kiss him passionately. Lafayette kisses back, eagerly gripping on his thigh and carefully bites at his lip. Hercules opens up his mouth and let's Lafayette explore it, allowing his control to be overpowered just a bit. Lafayette pulls away after a moment, only to attack Hercules' sensitive neck areas with kisses and bites and sucking hickeys, littering the smaller man's body with his markings. As he's done, a thousand times before.

Hercules let's out a hearty moan and presses his hands against Lafayette's chest, slyly untying his tie and unbuttoning the first three buttons on his shirt. Lafayette pulls him closer, and Hercules smiles widely as he can already feel his boyfriend through his pants, standing at attention. Hercules presses down against it and continues unbuttoning Lafayette's shirt. "Are you feeling better, Laffy?" Hercules asks, Lafayette looking up from his boyfriend's neck. "Mhm. You make me feel better. Always. Hey and, if you want of course, you can be top just this once," Lafayette smirks.