My Hamilton OTP's One-Shots {CLOSED}

#4: After Work - Jamilton (Smut)

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|M-Pregs (Mentioned)|

Alexander stared at the clock, his legs crossed uncomfortably. God, why does time move so slow when you're watching it?! He shifts around and tries not to look at his phone. He had gotten distracted by a message from his husband and it escalated to Alexander scrolling through pictures of him.

And not the cute pictures of him smiling and silly selfies. Other pictures of him.

Alexander felt overwhelmed with the need to leave work so he can go home and well... you know. One blink, two blink, and just like that, the big hand on the clock points at 12 and the small hand points at the 5. It's 5:00 for those who don't know how a clock works.

Alexander gets up out of his seat way too fast and people look at him like he's out of his mind. He turns off his computer and grabs his things before borderline sprinting across the floor. Just as he reaches the door, he nearly runs into his boss.

"Woah there. You're leaving— on time, huh. I was just about to kick you out like I do everyday. What's got you in a hurry? Must be important."

"Yup, very important. Listen I—"

"Hey since you're here, do you mind if I do a check-in with you so I know what you're doing tomorrow?"

"Well I actually—"

"Great. So, did you sort out the Anderson Account mess?"

"Yes, but I—"

"Okay and you filed the wage and tax information and finished all the management requests?"

"Yes sir."

"Perfect. Well I guess all you'll have to do tomorrow are the Stern family accounts."

"Yep, okay, gotta go, bye."

"Wait— Hamilton?"

Alexander tries not to groan at his boss. "Yes, Mr. Washington?" he asks instead. "Try to take it easy, hm? Relax a bit, try not to stress too much. Have a good night and see you tomorrow," Washington says. He walks away and Alexander lets out a sigh of relief before quickly leaving the building.

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Thomas sighs and half-watches whatever was on the TV while waiting for his husband to get home. He was unreasonably horny and it was his off day so it felt like hell to wait so long to relieve himself. Thomas sits up though, at the sound of the door being unlocked.

Alexander rushes in and shuts the door behind him while also shrugging his coat off. Thomas gets up, smiling. "Alex—" he starts, but Alexander hushed him with a rather passionate kiss. No words need to be said. Thomas knew that Alexander kissing him like this when he walks through the door, means they were thinking the same thing.

Thomas kisses him back and lifts him up, carefully carrying him to the couch. He drops him down and climbs on top of him, kissing him all over. Alexander moans and starts unbuttoning his shirt. Thomas takes off his tie and kisses all down his neck.

They messily kiss each other while Thomas pulls off Alexander's pants and underwear. He gets up off the couch and quickly unbuttons his own pants and goes into their room. He comes back a few moments later with his eyebrows furrowed. Alexander sits up as he climbs back on the couch.

"Alex..."

"Hm?"

"Um... God this is such a weird question even though we're married but uh... a— are you by any chance still on the uh... the pill?"

Alexander's eyes widen and he sits up more. "Don't tell me we're out of..." he starts, but Thomas nods awkwardly. "Dammit... I've been off for about a week because it was messing up my uh, schedule, and causing a shit ton of aches all over," Alexander says. "Well fuck. Do you want to take the risk? I can try pulling out but..." Thomas trails off. "Please. I've been waiting all day for this, I really need you inside me so..." Alexander lays back and Thomas kisses his forehead. "Okay. But remember this moment if you get pregnant," he says.

Thomas pulls his pants and boxers down and kisses him again. Alexander wraps his arms around his neck and his legs around his waist. Thomas pulls away a bit and starts to line up Alexander. He grips on the couch and roughly shoves in. Alexander cries out and moans.

"Fuck, T— Thomas. I don't think you used enough lu— lube."

"Shit. I'm so sorry. Let me—"

"No, no, it's fine. It just hurts a little, but honestly? I... kinda like the pain."

Thomas blushes and starts shoving in more. Alexander moans out and digs into his back. He grunts as he pushes in more before letting Alexander adjust. "God, you feel so good, darlin'," Thomas whispers to him. "Sh- shut the fuck up and fuck me~!" Alexander pants.

Thomas smiles and nuzzles into his neck, pulling out a bit before shoving back in. Alexander moans louder, cutting his nails into Thomas' back. His breathing picks up. Thomas starts thrusting in and out more, fucking him roughly and slowly. Thomas groans quietly and Alexander pants.

"Fuck, faster~!"

He grips harder on the couch and starts thrusting faster. Alexander moans louder and tightens his arms and legs around him. The feeling all too overwhelming. Thomas pants and thrusts quickly and hard as his stomach tightens up with his oncoming high.

Alexander felt the same and practically screamed for Thomas to thrust deeper, to which so he did. It was messy, sloppy, sweaty, and loud, but the two of them loved each and every moment. The short talk they had beforehand flew out of their minds as Thomas reaches his final thrusts. Alexander pants out, "K- keep going until, ah~, you fin— finish."

Thomas nods and thrusts fast, hard, and deeply, grunting as he gets a little messy with it. Finally, with a final few thrusts, he goes rigid deep inside his husband. Alexander blushes and moans loudly as a feeling washes over him, like an ocean on a shore. Thomas twitches a bit as he empties his entire self into Alexander, despite the risks.

He lays on top of him and pants heavily. Alexander breathes heavily and smiles, playing with Thomas' hair as their highs start to settle. He smirks. "Now look who's gonna remember this moment if I get pregnant. Can't pull out for shit," he says. Thomas slaps his thigh and Alexander giggles. He kisses him and they stay like that for a moment. "I love you, Alex."

"I love you too, Thomas."

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