My Hamilton OTP's One-Shots {CLOSED}

#6: Yes, Ma'am - Jamilton (Smut)

|Hamilton|

|Gender Bend!AU|

Note: Cherry Emoji = Nipples (Odd word)

"Are you ready~?"

"Mhm~!"

I watch her as I lower my head, my hair falling in my face. We don't break eye contact once. I feel her shiver as I slowly li—

"Alexandra!"

I bolt awake and quickly look around confused. I blush in embarrassment as the class chuckles around me. I clear my throat. "Yes, Mrs. Washington?" I ask. "See me after class," she says. I sigh and nod, drowning in embarrassment.

I look down and squeeze my legs shut. What's more embarrassing than having a wet dream about your rival in the middle of class? Soaking your panties due to said wet dream. I glance behind me and see the woman herself, giggling with her friends. She sees me and smirks, winking playfully. At this point, I can't control nor deny it. I get turned on by my enemy.

Who could blame me?

She was top of her class in high school, valedictorian, popular, on the basketball team. But smart and athletic isn't where it stops. She's tall and dark. Her curves are like impossible! Her hair is long and curly, I just want to play with it all day. She has full, glossy lips, I want to taste them so bad! And oh my stars, it's like she dresses everyday in something new and blows everyone out of the ballpark.

And then there's me. Tan, but pale. Messy, straight hair that I don't even know what to do with. Eye bags darker than the night sky. I wear pretty much the same thing everyday. But, I have to give myself some credit. I just so happen to have also been top of my class, valedictorian, and student council president. I wrote my way into university. Athletics though? I can barely walk up stairs. I'm also not the nicest person.

That's actually how we became rivals. I want to be the best because I want to own up to what I can do. I want to show the world how mighty I am with the pen as my sword. But she want's to be at the top, number 1, Miss Perfect in every way. And I can't stand it, I worked too hard. But I didn't expect myself to fall head over heels for her. I didn't even know I was into women!

And I doubt she's into women. She probably is gonna have some super star boyfriend or something. But where will I be in the world?

The bell rings and I take my time getting my things together. I hear her heels slowly fade away as it's just me and Professor Washington left in the class. I'm in for it this time.

"Alexandra, you fell asleep again."

"I know, Mrs. Washington. I've just been really busy—"

"I'm not mad. I just want to make sure everything is okay. I need you to get enough sleep, alright? Tomorrow we begin the partner project process so I need you to be wide awake."

"I'll try my best."

"Good. I'm releasing the pairings tomorrow so be on the lookout."

I nod and quickly leave the room, sighing once I'm out of earshot. I make my way to the nearest dining hall, but stop when I cross paths with, you guessed it, my rival. The one I was having a wet dream about.

"Alexandra, it's nice to see you're awake. How was your dream?" she laughs. "Yeah, funny. Can I—" she cuts me off. "I know what you were dreaming. Don't make it so obvious you're in love with me," she says. I roll my eyes. "Yeah sure, whatever you say," I respond. "Alexandra... why don't you look at me when I'm talking to you?"