Decisions- A Lams High school AU {CURRENTLY BEING REWRITTEN}

6: Blackout pt.1: Pressure

A/N: ¿Que Paso? What's going on? Suddenly I find the electricity is gone! Somebody better open these goddamn doors! I can't find John Laurens! (In The Heights anyone?) ⚠️There is smut in this chapter⚠️
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=Alexander's POV=

       He's kissing me. Thomas is kissing me. Thomas, the most popular kid in school, is kissing me! Oh. My. Fuck. How does something this great happen to someone like me? Things are finally looking up for Alexander Hamilton.

=John's POV=

       He's kissing him. Thomas is kissing Alexander. Thomas, the biggest prick in school, is kissing my baby! Oh. My. Fuck. How does something this horrible happen to sweet little Alexander? Everything's gone down the drain. What am I going to do! I can't let Thomas take him away from me. Alex is going to be mine. He has to be. In that moment I knew I had to stop this.

       Then I saw Thomas's hand slip into the waistband of Alex's pants. Something inside me snapped. That was it. I couldn't do this anymore. I stood up and just walked away. I couldn't bring myself to do anything if Alex was really happy. But then again, he would be happier with me. I just walked home. I didn't come back to school that day.

=Alexander's POV=

Letting out a small surprised whimper, I let Thomas continue to dominate the kiss. Thomas licks my bottom lip, asking for entry, and I immediately open my mouth for him. I would say that our tongues fought for dominance, but he overpowered me so easily that I just let it happen. Pushing me backward slowly, Thomas harshly grips at my ass, making me let out a small squeal. Please tell me he didn't hear that. Squeezing my butt again just to tease me, I let out another embarrassing whine. Dammit.

Finally ending the kiss, I pull away leaving a thick line of saliva in between our mouths. I realize something: this is so wrong. I push him back into a sitting position. "T-Thomas," I manage to pant out, "stop." "Is something wrong?" He asks in return "Well for starters, we're in public, on a bench." I begin, "And we're about to miss lunch. We can't skip the whole day, but everyone'll be in the cafeteria when we come back. Perfect, right?" I say.

"Well, actually," he says blushing and looking down, "I have a big problem now." I follow his eyes, and trail them down to the quite noticeable bulge in his skinny jeans. 'Oh' I mouth. "You know what, I think I'll just go home." And with that he gets up and starts walking away. "Hey! Wait!" Trailing closely behind him and trying to keep up conversation on the way to his house was not easy. "What about- woah." I stop mid-phrase to look up, mesmerized by the size of his house. It looked more like three families could live in there.

~~~~~⚠️Smut Scene Up Ahead⚠️~~~~~

He pulls out his phone, using one of the silver keys on the chain to unlock the door, completely ignoring me. "You live here? This place is huge!" "Yea, whatever." He grunts out in response and heads inside, still not really paying attention to me. Looking around, the inside looks just as fabulous as a palace. Thomas continues inside, heading up to his room and shutting the door. His house looks so amazing!

       I can't help but take my time looking around each room instead of actually following him upstairs. After I'm finished looking around, I make my way up the spiral staircase, sliding my fingertips along the golden railing all the while. By the time I make it up the stairs I feel completely winded. Damn I'm out of shape. I make my way down the hall until I see a door with a wooden sign that reads 'Thomas'.

       Knocking gently on the door, I hear Thomas groan before footsteps find their way in front of me. The door creaks open just enough to reveal an agitated looking Thomas looming almost one foot above me. "S-so... why'd you want me to come home with you?" I ask, slightly intimidated. Without saying a word, he pulls me into his room and begins to kiss me fiercely.

       Next thing I know, I'm pinned to a soft bed with my arms above my head and a thigh in between mine. Still not saying anything, he continues to make out with me. He begins to rub his thigh up against my crotch, making me start to develop a small chub. I moan into the kiss as he rubs against me harder. His kissing became rougher as I let him dominate me completely, slipping his tongue into my mouth. I'm not gonna lie, this is pretty fucking hot. Using one hand to still pin my smaller wrists above my head, he uses his free hand to start feeling up my sides.

He finally stops kissing me. Just when I think he's about to get off, he goes back in for another small kiss before moving down to my neck and leaving small kisses. "Will you be my boyfriend?" Thomas asks suddenly. "What?" "Will you be my boyfriend?" "U-Um sure? I-I guess?" "Good." He slowly starts kissing my neck harder until he is sucking and biting. I let out a loud yet strangled mewl as he sucks on the sensitive skin. I feel so hot. He continues sucking and biting at my neck, and I moan and squeak every time he bites down. He sucks hard on a certain spot on my collarbone, making me cry out a loud moan. As soon as the last of the moan rolls off my tongue he sucks hard on the same spot again, earning another cry from me.

As soon as I feel something hard push up against my thigh I push him off of me. Heavy panting was all that you could hear throughout the room as Thomas looked down at me, agitated. Replacing it with a sweet look immediately, he asks, "What's wrong, babe?" "Well... i-it's just that..." I'm still afraid of having sex "I don't think that we should be doing this." I lie. "It's fine." He says going in for a tender kiss, "We can stop." Laying down on his back, he maneuvers me to lay on top of him and I curl into his chest.

I feel the same poking sensation again. "Or we could keep going," he begins to rub himself against me, "and you could prove to me that you're not a pussy any more." He bites my neck, and I begin to whimper, but he keeps going anyway. Pushing me down so that my face is level with the bulge in his pants, he looks down expectantly. "Go ahead," he cards his fingers through my hair, tugging slightly, "Prove it."
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word count: 1101
A/N: Jesus, This got kinda long. But you guys deserve it after the wait. There is going to be a part two of this out soon, so stay tuned for that. See you in part two!
~Trin