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The Laurens Pamphlet - J. Laurens

Contains: sex

Pairing: John Laurens x fem!reader

Request: how about a jealous John Laurens x reader (bonus points for him giving a lot of hickeys).

A/N: The reader is not Eliza, just to clarify. The reader is you, reader...

Word Count: 1079
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As Alexander Hamilton's wife, the marvellous woman he cheated on did not react well to The Reynolds Pamphlet. She hadn't spoken to her husband in months and it was slowly eating him alive. The only time he saw her was at dinner when she cooked for their children and gave him the leftover food as a further expression of her anger.

Alex could only wonder how long she would be furious at him and it didn't make him feel any better with the amount of time she was spending with his best friend.

One afternoon she was taking a walk through the garden to clear her mind only to be met with the person she was trying to forget about.

"What do you need Alexander? If you forgot again, your office is on the second floor all the way to the right. You seem to be forgetting that quite a bit lately," she said to him, not looking back.

He grabbed her arm and turned her around, "I messed up, I know. How many times do I need to tell you I'm sorry! I love you, I never loved Maria! She was only a fling!"

She scowled, they were the same words he had used the day before, "A fling that lasted longer than a year, Alex," his eyes were filled with hope at the nickname she once used for him but she corrected herself, "Alexander."

She turned to walk away but he held her in her spot, pressing a kiss to her collarbone, "Please, I love you. Let me show you how much I love you."
She found it hard to swallow an acceptance to his apology and just let him take her after months of longing to be touched, "Alexander-"

The pair were interrupted by the sound of someone clearing their throat in the nearby bushes. They both jumped around to see an angry John Laurens.

"What are you doing, here?" he asked her, glaring down Alex who looked like he wanted to say something but knew he would be out of place if he did.

"I should ask you the same thing," she said showing him with her eyes that she didn't mean anything by her words.

Alex looked at her confused, "Haven't you been with each other... often?"
She shrugged and nodded, "Yes but he didn't tell me he would be coming by today."

"I was going to surprise you with a new show that is in the theatre today but if you don-"

Alex secretly let out a breath of relief, "You've been going to the theatre all this time?"

His wife nodded, "Yes. We occasionally go to lunch before but yes, we have been attending shows. We both quite enjoy them."

Alex nodded, "Then you should go, it'll be good, I'll watch the kids."

She looked at him surprised but she nodded anyway, walking off with Laurens who lead her to a carriage.
He told her to get into the carriage while he spoke to the driver quickly before he got in himself.

"What did you tell him?" she asked, confused.

John looked at her with black eyes filled with lust, jealousy, and anger and said, "To take the long way."

She opened her mouth to speak but he ignored her completely and he closed the small drapes that let the people outside see in, making absolutely sure there was no one going to see them.

"Is this about what happened with Alexander? John, I don't love him, I-" she paused.

"What?" John asked, taking off his jacket.

"I love you," she said.

He scoffed, unbuttoning his waistcoat and said, "Yeah right."

She stopped him after he pulled off the garment, slowly untying the back of her dress, swiftly removing it so she sat before him in a corset and her thigh high stockings.

"Let me show you," she said, switching seats so she straddled him, taking his hands and putting them around her waist so he could find the strings to her corset. As he removed it, she started sucking below his jaw and she made her way downward leaving a mark everywhere her lips touched.

She smiled against his soft skin as he softly moaned in her ear when she licked on his sweet spot.

John removed her corset and threw it on the opposite seat, massaging her breasts as she continued to leave purple marks on his neck and exposed collarbone.

She pulled off his shirt and moved so she sat on her knees on the carriage floor, leaving marks on his chest leading down to the top of his pants.
She looked up at him and she immediately moaned in approval at her imprints on his skin, starting behind his ear and decorating his chest. He was hers.

She sat on him once more, unbuttoning his pants so she could pull out his erect manhood.

"I love you," she said once more, looking him in his eyes, rubbing her thumb against his cheek.

John smiled at her and repeated her words, "I love you too."

He wasn't lying either, he had fallen in love with his best friend's wife and he got her.

With that, the lady Hamilton slid down on his dick and bounced on him, letting the carriage aid her in the action.
John guided her hips as she tugged on his hair, moaning and not caring if they were in the middle of a village or on an abandoned road, they were finally making love like she had wanted them to for the entirety of their secret relationship.

"Oh god," she moaned as they hit a bump in the road, the carriage causing her to bounce high and shove all of John's length into her pussy.

The two came only five minutes before they reached the theatre, quickly dressing each other and whispering sweet nothings into the other's ear.
The next morning, lady Hamilton laid in her bed asleep when Alexander stormed in, not caring about their agreement and he shook her away, handing her the newspaper in her hand when she was up.

She took the paper and looked for what he was freaking out about and she smiled when she saw it.

It was titled The Laurens Pamphlet and though her reputation and life were ruined further, she couldn't help but not caring. The letter explained how much he enjoyed their relationship, sex in a carriage, and most importantly: how much he loved her.