Hamilton Oneshots (2)

A Sibling For Philip (HamLiza Smut)

Requested by Lego4life12

Eliza sat in her rocking chair and smiled, knitting a scarf to send to her wayward warfighting husband who found himself at the forefront of the Revolutionary War. She loved him, yes, obviously, but she missed him too. She wanted to hold him, love him, and be with him. She sighed and tapped her foot, rocking, keeping the pattern constant, the material flat, and tight fitted so it would be warm.

She was never an amazing wife but she managed to give her husband a son, Philip, almost one-year-old. He was taking a nap now and Alexander absolutely adored their child, somehow watching him with their kid made Eliza love him more than she thought she could. She loved him, she'd always love him, he was her everything.

She set the scarf down and looked out the window, she missed him. She and Alex hadn't seen each other in almost three months. Winter was approaching quickly and she hoped she finished the scarf before it arrived. Why couldn't her husband be here yet? Why couldn't the war be over yet? King George III should realize by now that the Americans would never give up, even if this rebellion was crushed future ones wouldn't be. It would never end. To save his treasury he should just give up, but, pride, of course, held him back. She just wanted her husband back...

A moving figure caught her attention and she looked up, a carriage. Why was a carriage coming towards her estate? It didn't make sense to her. She got up and went to the door, opening it and walking down the steps to the estate, standing on the last one as she waited. The carriage stopped and her breath stopped when the door opened, "Alexander!" She shouted.

He hurried out of the transportation and Eliza found herself in the air in a fit of laughter as he spun her, "Elizabeth!" He cheered before setting down. He smiled at her and Eliza grinned up at him, "My wife..." Eliza closed her eyes and Alex kissed her as she knew he would.

The carriage rode away but for now, Eliza focused on the kiss, her hands holding desperately to his coat as she tilted her head slowly. When they pulled away Eliza grinned stupidly, "How'd you get here? Why'd you get here? What was the carriage about? Who's in it?" She had a lot of questions for him and he just laughed.

"Well...Washington let me come back for Philip's first birthday and Laf insisted on accompanying me on the trip." He told her and went back to kiss her but stopped right before he could, "Philip should have a sibling." He told her deeply.

Eliza blushed deeper, "A sibling?! W-Well I suppose it is time for that...we did say about a year or two apart and considering the nine months...but is it really okay like that?" She asked but didn't get a verbal answer. Alex grabbed her bottom and pulled her up to his waist, holding her up as her legs rested at his sides, "A-Ale-" He cut her off by kissing her again and Eliza gave up, she could never say no to him.

Eliza's arm fell over his shoulder while her other hand held his other shoulder. He turned and headed inside with her trying to attack and steal every single aspect of attention from him. Neither of them knew how long he'd be gone again or if he'd even come back which was why they made Philip so quickly after the wedding, so if he didn't come back there'd be something to remember him by. Maybe now they should make another? Philip was for the legacy but now it is choice.

Alex dropped Eliza onto the bed and she squeaked, "We made it all the way up here so quickly?" She asked with a blush as Alex laughed and locked the door since they had household staff that he didn't want barging in.

"Surprise," He said and turned around. Eliza stared at him and he smirked, pulling his jacket off, "I missed you so goddamn much." He growled and ripped his shirt off before caging him under her against the mattress, one hand in her hair and the other undoing her dress, his mouth sucking on her neck to show the world who she belonged to.

"A-Alex..." She murmured and tilted her head up, "Alex...ander.." She moved her head to the side, her face pink. She squealed when Alex finally managed to get her dress off, "No fair!" She blurted out and then covered her mouth, "I-I mean just-well-you're still dressed."

Alex smirked, "Not for long." Eliza sat up and watched Alex pull the rest of his clothes off, a small smile on her face, "You're too innocent." Alex said with a sarcastic eye roll. Eliza hit his arm lightly and laughed, she went to turn over as Alex usually asked her to but he stopped her, "I uh...I want to see your face this time." He mumbled.

Eliza blushed brighter but a smile shone on her face, "Okay!" Alex began blushing too but Eliza stopped an oncoming awkward silence by kissing him, pulling Alex over her and crawling backwards on the bed until she laid down under him, his knees and hands caging her as they kissed more and more roughly.

Alex broke the kiss to ask, "You sure?" Eliza thought about it but nodded and kissed him again before squealing, Alex entering her somehow surprising her. She wrapped her legs around him and her hands threading through his hair.

She pulled from the kiss, her back against the mattress and her eyes finding Alex's. He kissed her nose and she giggled before moaning as Alex moved slowly, the pressure in her lower regions tightening and pushing, "Alexander....um well.." She hated asking him things during these moments but she had to, "Faster. P-Please." She looked away quickly.

Alex tilted her head back to him and smiled, "I love you." He told her and Eliza tried to return the sentiment but she couldn't get past the I as Alex sped up suddenly, his hands at the sides of her head and her legs helping her prop herself up properly for him.

"Lexi!" Eliza yelled and closed her eyes, gritting her teeth before laughing and then moaning at the ceiling. Alex's head fell by her collarbone and she tilted her head to keep his hair out of her face, her hands left his hair at that moment and she wrapped them around his chest, curled against him. She stared at the ceiling and tried to breathe, "ohmygod Alexander!"She screamed and bit his shoulder, his guttural groan in his ear making her far more aroused.

"Eliza y-you're so good.." He mumbled, his hips causing the bed to squeak as it moved from side to side. Eliza's airy breath gave way and she began screaming and screaming, asking for more, for him to be inhumanly fast. Alex tried to give her what she wanted and in the end, Eliza dug her nails and broke one on Alex's back. Alex heard her saying she was close and he sucked on the space in between her collarbone and shoulder to cause her to release.

Alexander moved to his knees and held her hips, feeling her hit her orgasm made him want to keep going. He dug his knuckles into her soft skin and his thrusts became almost mechanical, in and out, twist, faster, harder. Eliza's skin turned red from the slapping and she withered and squirmed, unable to adapt to it with her earlier orgasm making her sensitive to everything. "Oh my god fuck yes!" She pulled at her hair and Alex almost stopped in shock, she never cursed.

"I feel accomplished," He muttered and felt himself approaching. Eliza didn't look too close so he grabbed one of her breasts in one hand, pinching her nipple as he used the bed's momentum to slide into her deeper than earlier. his other hand grabbed her clit in a pincer grip, his pointer and thumb. He quickly began to trace the alphabet with her clit while teasing her breast and continuing to thrust into her.

As expected Eliza's eyes rolled back and she screamed his name again, "A-Alexand-der!" Before she came and with her Alex finally let himself go, filling her up as well as he could. He leaned down and his arms fell to her sides again, his breath on her flushed features.

"Eliza I..." He trailed off and then laughed, she'd passed out. He weakly managed to pull her to the pillows and then climbed in under the covers with her, pulling her limp form close as her breathing mellowed out. Oh, how he loved this woman.