Soulmate AU's (Hamilton)

Phone Call (Hamlaf)

(First smut, if it's bad, oh well you've been warned)

Lafayette watched Alexander's eyes look him up and down, before he advanced on the smaller man. "So, Alexander..." he drawled out, slinging his arms lazily over the other's shoulders. Alexander smirked, knowing where the evening was going. Alex grabbed Lafayette's hips, pulling them closer. The Frenchman chuckled, leaning down and cupping Alexander's cheeks. They shared one kiss, soft, simple, before Alexander started to deepen it. 

Thrilled by Alexander deepening the kiss, Lafayette tore off the other's jacket, making him toss down the brief case he had brought home. Lafayette pulled him to the couch by his tie, and pushed Alexander onto the it. Alexander was desperately gripping and grabbing at Lafayette's hips, placing hot kisses against his neck. Lafayette laid over Alexander, smiling and kissing him again, hard. Lafayette's hands found their way to Alex's waist, pulling the man under him completely. Alexander gripped Lafayette's shirt, pulling it up and over his head, while Lafayette worked on unbuttoning Alexander's work shirt.  

Lafayette got it off, discarding the tie afterwards and slipping his hands behind Alexander's hair, taking the hair tie out and tangling his fingers in the soft, curly locks. Alex kissed him again, hands behind his back, pulling him closer. Lafayette complied, pushing himself between Alex's thighs. The  two molded into each other. Alexander's hands slid down his back, as Lafayette tugged softly at Alexander's hair. Alexander had just slipped his hands into the back of Lafayette's pants when his phone started to ring. 

He growled slightly, pushing Lafayette back a bit, before looking at the caller ID. Washington came across the screen. Alex unlocked his phone, and answered the call, giving apologetic eyes to Lafayette. "Hello, Mr. President!" Alex answered cheerfully, trying to push what was about to happen way. Lafayette sat on his lap for a minute, looking around the room in border, before turning to Alexander with an evil smirk. 

Alexander, preocupied with the phone, was oblivious as Lafayette slowly kissing down his torso. It was only when Lafayette reached his navel, that Alexander's senses began to shift. Lafayette began slowly unbuttoning his work pants, Alexander's hand shooting down to try and stop him.

lafayette smirked, only picking the hand off and pinning it behind Alex's head. Alexander cursed long arms. Lafayette slid his partners pants down, hovering over him, watching Alexander squirm. Alexander watched him closley, trying very, very hard to pay attention to Washington, muttering a 'mhm' and a 'yes sir' every now and then.

Lafayette slowly pressed his hand to Alexander's bulge, massaging his hand over hit. Alexander bit his tongue hard to keep from moaning into the phone. Lafayette did this awhile longer, watchinf Alex squirm and try to cover himself by folding his legs over. Lafayette only spread his legs, slowly hooking his index fingers into the top of Alex's boxers. Alexander's breath hitched, and he looked at the phone as if it were Washington, making up a stupid excuse as to why he had gasped. Lafayette began to pull down his boxers ever so slowly, Hamilton biting his hand now to keep moaning allowed as the boxers were fully removed, cold air hitting his fully erect cock.

Alexander watched Lafayette ever so slowly hover his tip, blowing cold air. Alexander shivered, hips slowly rolling up in an attempt to get friction. Laf smirked, placing a hand on his lip, and licking over his tip. Alexander bit down on his hand harder, cheeks cherry red as he continued his talk with Washington. "y-yes sir, I think thaaaAah" he said, head tilting back slighlty as Lafayette put his mouth around the tip, running his tongue over the top. "what was that, son?" Lafayette heard Washington ask.

"N-nothing, don't call me son, s-sir." Alexander said, trying to keep from stuttering. Lafayette smirked, slowly sliding his mouth down Alexander who in turn, pulled a pillow out from under him, biting it and mumbling a 'mhm' into the phone.

Lafayette had gotten to the base of Alexander now, and sucked softly, trying to tease the other. He licked over the tip, then began to slowly pull up, and bob his head back down.

Alexander was gripping the pillow so tightly, his knukles had turned white. His hips bucked up, desperately needing Lafayette to speed up. The Marquis held his hips down, every so slowly bobbing his head faster. The French man could hear Washington talking, going on and on about something he didn't care about. He just wanted Alexander to break, to be angry because he was teased. Lafayette chuckled to himself, sending vibrations threw Alexander, who bit harder into rhe pillow, moaning quietly.

"m-mr. President, I-I'm afraid I h-have to get going c-can we, uh-" Alexander paused slighlty, as Lafayette pulled off him with a pop. Laf moved himself up, mover Alexander, who stared up at him half scared, half aroused. "-f-finish this t-tomorroooOOhh!" Lafayette had roughly ground his hips against Alexander's.

"well, uh, alright son. Have a goodnight, Alexander." he said. Alexander bid him a goodnight, hanging up quickly and shutting his phone off completely.

He placed it behind him on the lamp table, before looking back at Lafayette with a scowl.

He grabbed the Frenchman by his ponytail, tugging his face close to his. Alexander looked over Lafayette's face, features going from pissed to aroused. "you, my dear Marquis, are in lots of trouble."

"oOoOoh~" Lafayette giggled, biting his lip. He leaned closer to Alex, purring almost. "Qu'est-ce que tu vas me faire, papa?" Lafayette asked. Alexander smirked wider. "Lots of things, mon cher, lots of things"

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Hi I'm so sorry this is so horrible I promise I won't do it again this is like the first time I've ever written smut I'm seriously so sorry 😨