Hamilton one-shots

Mercy (Lams)

“Alex,” John whined. “Love me.”
Alexander looked up from his computer at his boyfriend who was sprawled out on the floor.
“I’m working, baby. Later.”
“You’re always working, though. I never know how much later ‘later’ is,” John sat up and looked up at Alex on the couch. “You got home two hours ago. You’re still working and you haven’t changed. Not that you don’t look ravishing all dolled up.”
“It’s important,” Alex mumbled, looking back at his computer. “For the greater good.”
“I’m the greatest good you’re ever going to get, Alexander. Work later. Love me now,” John huffed as he moved up next to Alex. After a bit, Alex leaned into him as he typed. They sat in comfortable silence for a few minutes, and Alex thought he would be able to finish working until he stretched his arms up and John shut his computer, snatching it up and going to hide it. He peaked back in the livingroom to see Alex standing, an eyebrow raised.
“Bedroom, baby. Now,” Alex spoke firmly.
“What if I don’t want to?” John challenged.
“Why wouldn’t you?” Alex hummed and started toward the bedroom. “I’m giving you what you want. That and I wasn’t asking, was I, baby?”
John bit his lip and shook his head, following Alex into the bedroom, shutting the door behind him.
“No, you weren’t.”
“Mhm. Lay down on your back,” Alex looked John over and watched until he did as he was told before going to rummage through the closet. He walked back over, setting something on the nightstand before straddling John. Alex kissed him softly and slipped his tie off. “Do you remember our word, baby?”
“Mercy,” John answered.
“Good,” Alex nodded. He pinned John’s arms up, kissing him again lightly. He sat up and brushed his fingers down John’s sides. “What to do, what to do,” he pondered.
John grinded against Alex. He knew exactly what Alex could do.
“Eager, are we?” Alex tsked and brushed his lips against John’s neck, murmuring, “A little patience wouldn’t kill you, my love.”
“It’s been so long,” John whined in response. “You’re always working.”
Alex moved up to his jaw, placing barely there kisses as he spoke.
“But doesn’t the time just make this better?”
John squirmed and pulled testingly at his wrists. “If we ever get around to it.”
“Come, now,” Alex chuckled.
“I sure would like to,” he glared up at Alex, who threw his head back in laughter and slipped his shirt off before reaching up under John’s, scratching down his sides.
“Do you think you deserve to? Afterall, the reason we’re in here is because you were being frustrating, getting in the way of my work,” Alex traced patterns on John’s skin as he mused.
“Well doesn’t that just mean I deserve to punished,” John paused smirked up at Alex, “daddy?”
“Mm. I suppose it does, baby,” Alex stood and untied John’s wrists. “Get up and strip.”
John got up quickly and did as told, folding his clothes neatly and setting them aside. He bit his lip and watched Alex; he seemed to entice John as he undressed.
“May I kiss you, daddy?” John asked, stepping closer.
“Mm. Not yet, baby.” Alex moved back over to the bed, guiding John along, laying him back down and tying his wrists back above his head. He grabbed a blindfold and gag from the drawer of nightstand. “Color?”
“Green,” John answered quickly. “Definitely green.”
Alex nodded and put them both on carefully, reaching again into the nightstand, getting a stress ball and placing it in John’s hands.
“Let go if you want me to stop, baby,” Alex murmured and waited for John to nod before scratching hard down his chest, producing a soft moan. Alexander moved back then kissed down his chest, leaving hickies and biting here and there. John tugged again at the restraint as Alexander began to stretch him out. He reached up with one hand to scratch his side harder than before. John exhaled sharply and squeezed the stress ball, scared of accidentally dropping it. Alex hitched John’s legs over his shoulders, entering him and moving slowly. John moaned loudly and tightened his legs around Alexander, who moved faster and began breathing harder, squeezing his thighs as hard as he could, fervid.
“You’re doing so well, baby,” Alex breathed, He scratched the inside of John’s thighs and began thrusting rapidly, scratching hard up his thighs and down his stomach repeatedly as he moved. John bit down on the gag and dug his nails into the ball and the palm of his free hand, jerking his head back and whimpering. This continued until Alexander finished and slipped out from under John’s legs carefully. He removed the gag and blindfold, letting him take a few deep breaths before kissing him roughly. John bit Alex’s lip as he pulled away.
“Daddy-” John’s voice was hoarse as he glanced down and bit his own lip. “P-please-”
“Of course, baby, of course,” Alex nodded and moved back down, kissing the inside of John’s thighs gently over the welts that had formed. Alex took him into his mouth, taking as much as he could and bobbing his head almost painfully slowly. He moved back up sucking and licking the tip of his cock, his hand replacing what his mouth was no longer covering. He moved back down, taking him back into his mouth and using his hand to cover what his mouth couldn’t. John clenched his fists and tugged against the restraint, sharp inhales and breathy moans escaping his parted lips as Alex sped up. He switched from attention to the tip to his whole cock at random intervals, edging John closer and closer.
“I- Daddy, please, I- you- need, I- I,” John gasped, unable to find the words.
Alex pulled off for a moment to speak, his hand continuing the work, “use your words baby.”
“Please- May I,” John gasped, “p-please may I come?”
“You may,” Alex smirked and took him back into his mouth, continuing his previous actions.
John clenched his fists tighter, if at all possible. His thighs trembled ever so slightly, his body becoming weak as he came.
“T-thank you, daddy,” John whispered.
“Of course,” Alex cooed and untied his wrists, pulling him gently to him. “You were so good for me, baby. Thank you. Now-” he shifted him carefully and kissed his palms gently, “a bath and then bed, my love.”
John nodded and closed his eyes, dozing while Alex went to start the bath. He came back after a few minutes and picked John up, gingerly as though he may break, and carried him to the bathroom. Alex set John gently in the water before climbing in with him and taking him in his arms again. He let him doze while he washed him off, peppering kisses over the places he could reach. After a bit, he lifted John out, drying him off and dressing him before dressing himself. The two of them made their way back to bed, curling up and falling asleep quickly.