Hamilton OneShots

HE PUSHED ME DOWN THE F**KING STAIRS (bonus)

This little bonus was inspired off of a comment by HamilTrashAndShush "And then moans could be heard from the room Hamilton and Jefferson were in."

I think you know where this is going... *insert Lenny face*

Third Person

"Watch your fucking language in front of the president!"

Washington slammed his head on the table.

"Gentlemen please settle this dispute elsewhere, so I might for one day have some peace and quiet without you two tearing each other apart with insults."

Jefferson grabbed Hamilton by the collar and dragged him to a separate room. Curses and insults could be heard coming from both men. The loud southern drawl of Thomas Jefferson, and the mixed-accent slander coming from Alexander Hamilton were audible from the other side of the building.

Washington sat in his office, banging his head against the desk, clearly fed-up with the two men.

Honestly, who could blame him? This was a daily occurrence.

"YOU BASTARD!"

"YOU RICH ASSHOLE!"

Jefferson slams Hamilton against the wall and lowers his face down to his level.

"You are such a little prick you know that?"

"Yeah. I know." Hamilton says smugly.

"And you are so difficult to deal with."

"Tell me more about myself, Jefferson. Please do."

"Why don't you shut up for a fucking moment?"

"Why don't you make me?" Hamilton responds with a smirk.

Jefferson growls and without thinking, crashes his lips into Hamilton's roughly. Hamilton's smirk grows as he kisses back with an equal amount of force.

SMUT WARNING! what did you expect? Of course, they're gonna fuck.

Jefferson assumes his typical role as being dominant over the small immigrant (Yes. this is a common occurrence...) He pushes his knee in-between Hamilton's legs, causing the smaller man to moan, allowing Jefferson to slide his tongue inside Hamilton's mouth. Hamilton brings his hand up and tugs on Jefferson's hair harshly, earning a sharp moan from the tall Virginian. He smirks into the kiss, knowing Jefferson had a hair pulling kink.

Jefferson breaks the kiss and trails his lips down to Hamilton's neck. He uses his finger to loosen Hamilton's tie and pull away the fabric of his shirt from his neck. Quickly, Jefferson begins to attack Hamilton's neck, sucking marks into his soft skin. Hamilton moans loudly, Jefferson abruptly pulls away from him and removes their clothing in swift movements. He wastes no time in flipping Hamilton around and pinning him to the wall, he presses himself up against his back.

Hamilton whines with want, their argument quickly ending as fast as it had started when Jefferson slowly pushes into him with no prep. Hamilton squeaks out a sharp cry of pain and pleasure, unprepared for the roughness of the taller male. Jefferson quickly starts thrusting into him, barely giving the small immigrant time to adjust. Whines of pain soon turned to moans of pleasure. The two mean had no care for being quiet.

And then moans could be heard from the room Hamilton and Jefferson were in.

It came as no surprise to the other co-workers. However, Washington stopped banging his head against his desk once he heard the loud screams of pleasure coming from Hamilton. His eyes widened in shock and horror.

"My son is being fucked by... oh dear Lord..."

Soon enough, Jefferson and Hamilton were in a state of pure bliss, both men turned into moaning messes. Jefferson took out the hair tie that Hamilton had in his hair. Hamilton's wavy brown hair fell to his shoulders. Their moans grew even louder as Jefferson's thrusts grew even harder.

"F-fuck Jefferson ahhh I'm close." Hamilton practically screamed in pleasure.

This caught the attention of James Madison, who's desk was right next to the room the two men were... *ahem* getting it on...

He chose to ignore it. Or... try to at least. The moans of Secretary Jefferson were... hard to ignore... Surely Madison would be having a conversation with his friend about this at a later time. But for now, the poor Virginian had to sit and endure the onslaught of screams and moans coming from the room.

As Aaron Burr walked past Madison's desk, he slipped a note to him.

I guess you're the one who wants to be in the room were it happens ;) -Burr

Madison snorted loudly and cracked up in laughter. This earned a couple of glances his way.

After a few minutes, a disheveled Hamilton emerged from the room, his clothes messily put on and his tie halfway done up. His hair was a mess. He said nothing and walked into his own office with a stupid grin on his face.

Jefferson emerged next, looking worse than Hamilton. His shirt was unbuttoned and his pants weren't even done up. His hair was even messier and fluffier than normal and he too had a stupid grin on his face. To say this turned Madison on would be an understatement.

Washington came out of his office. He looked at Jefferson and his expression turned from horror to absolute terror as he realized Jefferson had indeed fucked his... son...

"Mr. Jefferson... A word in my office please..."

Jefferson nodded and walked into his office.

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and then moans were heard from the room where Washington and Jefferson were in... ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)