Hamilton OneShots

I've Been Waiting ~ Lams (SMUT)

So I am finally delivering some Lams, in the form of smut. I hope you enjoy
*insert Lenny face*

John Laurens' POV
I sat patiently, waiting for Alexander to come back to the dorm from his law class. I
wish his classes weren't so long. I love spending time with him. Myself? I was taking art classes, this included theatre, dance, and a bunch of other stuff that falls under "art." However he one art I was never good at, was flirting with Alexander Hamilton. I had been trying, for two damn months to flirt with him. But he was either busy writing, not at home, or too stressed. Don't get me wrong, I love the guy. But sometimes I worry he's gonna drink another coffee, and just drop dead.

My father doesn't approve of my feelings for Alexander. But fuck him, he doesn't run my life. I didn't know if he was homophobic, or just hated Alexander. For anyone other than me, the latter was an easy choice. He wasn't hard to hate. I have listened to Aaron Burr rant about him for hours. Literally. I don't know which one can't shut up. Burr, or Alexander. Aaron's favorite thing to say was "Talk shit, get hit." I would reply with. "With a bullet?" He would jokingly answer "With a bullet."

However I did question whether or not he was joking...

My thoughts turned go Alexander. I started thinking sinful things. Imagining him without clothes, maybe his hands tied behind his back... No, John. Jesus Christ... God no... That is waaayyyy too kinky.

For the first time...

Anyway. One question that lingered in my mind was

Who would top? Alexander... Or myself?

"Why don't you shut up and find out?"

My eyes widened as I heard the voice behind me. H-O-L-Y. S-H-I-T. Alexander had heard me... O-H. M-Y. G-O-D. He just basically invited me to have sex with him...

It was a truly tempting thing... He was irresistable. I could see him through the reflection in the t.v. Standing there all cute, his fiery orange hair ruffled, and his deep violet-blue eyes full of... Lust?

"Jeez John. You really can't think without speaking out loud. And yes, my eyes are full of lust. Because I see the most beautiful, sexy, human specimin right in front of me. Though I only see your back. At least you have a nice ass."

I blushed hard at the compliment and turned around, only to meet Alexander's lips. For a moment, I was shocked. This was something I only dreamed about. Among other kinky things, but that's for later. I kissed back and he walked forward until my back hit the wall. I gasped and he took the opportunity to thrust his tongue into my mouth, exploring every inch. I moaned into the kiss.

SMUT WARNING. NOBODY CARES? OKAY. I'LL KEEP GOING.

He took my shirt off, his hands roamed across my body. I slid my hands under his shirt, feeling him. Damn... For someone who worked 24/7, he had a nice fucking body. I tore his shirt off, quite literally. He smirked and got on his knees, unbuckling my belt and sliding down my pants. I could not believe we had gotten this far...

He looked up at me with a combination of innocence, and lust. How that was possible? I don't know. He teasingly slowly pulled down my boxers, he stopped for a moment and eyed my erection which was standing tall and proud at 5 inches. Not that exciting...

Slowly, he took the tip into his mouth, sucking lightly. He hummed softly, shooting vibrations through me. I let out a moan. Or rather, an oddly feminine squeal/moan. He pulled back and stood up. He led me to my room and pushed me down on the bed. I stared in shock that we were actually gonna do this and he pulled his pants off.

"No boxers Alexander?"

"Not my style."

He crawled on top of me and hovered over my member. Damn. He was going in without preperation... Or lube...

Alexander eased himself down, moaning the whole time. He grabbed my shoulders and started moving up and down. The sensation was pure pleasure. I was in a state of shock, but I wasn't complaining. He started moving faster and I brought my hands to his waist, I thrusted up everytime he went down. Eventually, I took over and started moving him on my own. He turned into a moaning mess as I rammed into his prostate, earning a scream from the smaller man.

"Oh fuck yes John! Right there!"

I smirked and tilted my thrusts to hit the same spot. A string of curses left his mouth as he breathed heavy, I could tell he was close to climaxing.

"Ahhh John... I-I'm fucking close."

This only made me go faster, he screamed in pleasure as he came on our chests. I was next to climax, cumming deep inside him with a final thrust. We sat like that for what seemed like hours. Gazing at each other. Neither being able to process the fact that we just had sex. I could tell he enjoyed it though.

"Shit Johnny... I have to geat ready for my other class."

I simply nodded and he got off me and left. Walking into the bathroom to shower. I simply sat there, replaying the previous events in my head.

I've been waiting to do that. For so long.