Hamilton Smut [@smutilton]

Eyes Open - G. Washington

Contains: sex

Pairing: George Washington x fem!reader

Request(s): haha I'm so sorry, I know that you have done GWash already, but would you mind writing another one for him? You write them extremely well. Love you!!!! <3

More Gwash smut please and thank you!!

Have you ever considered doing a story involving clit spanking? I feel like that's something GWash or Herc would be into

A/N: I apologise for any typos. I skimmed it a few times but I haven't fully read through and edited it yet.
For some reason, GWash is my speciality....

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Word Count: 1812
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Lacing up the back of her corset, the wife of Charles Lee prepared for the guests they were having that night. Lee, a man she despised but married because her family needed it, proposed a gala for the Continental Army's finest soldiers and though she wanted to, she couldn't refuse. Washington would be there and there was no way she could ever resist seeing that man.

She only wished she married him rather than Lee. Then she could love him, have him, cherish his large body with hers. She could only have sex with her husband with her eyes and mouth closed, imagining the commander rather than Charles. She could only moan quietly, she forced herself not to speak for she knew she would let out Washington's name or something along those lines.

It pleased Lee to see her unravelled but little did he know it was only because his wife not only lusted for him but longed for him and his love.

She had met George on the day she was engaged to Lee and she had never regretted anything more. She would give up everything to be with him but she couldn't. Not when her family was at stake. Her every move determined whether they had success or demise and such pressure could have been avoided if she hadn't married the traitor she had to live with.

She slid her dark red dress over her body, red stockings matching the dress and she wore black heels with a rose lip colour.

It pleased Charles the most and it seemed that that's all she was ever going to live for. Pleasing Charles so he wouldn't hurt her kin.

With a long sigh, she exited her bedroom, passing by Charles' separate bedroom on the way and she walked to the kitchen where she started preparing foods and setting tables.
It took a good four hours but it was all worth it when the room looked elegant and classic, a family friend at the piano playing old but enjoyable tunes.

Soon after she had finished and touched up her curled hair, she greeted the guests as they walked through the doors. They greeted war heroes such as Benedict Arnold and other officers like Francis Marion as they awaited their guest of honour.

And when he did walk through the door, Mrs Lee was not prepared for the butterflies she felt, or for the heat that erupted all over her body, or the fast pace of her heart.

Charles noticed this as her eyes lingered on the commander that was entering their household, his tall frame and warm smile enchanting everything he laid eyes on. Including Lee's wife.
She bit her dark lips as she curtsied to Washington, her cheeks burning as her body shook from nerves.

She couldn't control her body, it was like it was under some sort of spell and quite honestly, she was probably under Washington's.

Lee frowned and tried hard not to glare at George as he kissed his wife's hand and looked at her with the same dark eyes that she watched him with.

Her chest heaved as she tried to slow her breathing, the feelings she was experiencing becoming too much for her.

"I'm going to freshen up," she told her husband, gently lifting her skirt to her ankles so she could walk properly up the stairs.