IDK WHAT THE SHIP NAME IS OKAY BUT IT'S JEFFERSON X WASHINGTON AND IT'S A CONINTUATION OF "HE PUSHED ME DOWN THE FUCKING STAIRS (BONUS)" SO ENJOY IT! JEFFERSON IS A SLUT IN THIS STORY OKAY! LET ME WRITE WHAT I WANNA WRITE!
(also I have two more stories coming out... after this.)
And...
LIN-MANUEL MIRANDA AND VANESSA NADAL ARE HAVING A SECOND CHILD!!!!!!!! I LEARNED THAT TODAY, MY FRIEND TOLD ME! AND I GOOGLED IT!
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.
Washington sat in his chair. He looked at the Virginian.
"Sit down please, Mr. Jefferson."
Thomas nods and sits in the chair.
"Not in the chair."
"W-what?"
"On my lap Thomas."
"Whaaa-"
"NOW YOU SLUT!"
Thomas jumped at Washington's tone, and actions for that matter... He nodded and hesitantly walked over to Washington. Washington rolls his chair back and Thomas sits on his lap uncomfortably. Washington smirks.
"Did you really think you could get away with fucking my son? And next to Madison's office? Tsk, Such a shame Thomas. You are such a slut aren't you?"
"S-Sir!
"Why don't you show me that you're worthy of fucking my son, and I'll let you have him."
"S-S-Sir?"
"Suck my damn dick Jefferson."
"......."
"Fine. You wanna be a naughty slut? Bend over my lap right now."
"I-"
"NOW!"
Washington's behaviour truly shocked Thomas. He was NOT used to this... As he was normally the dominant one. Whether it be Madison, Burr, Hamilton... Thomas was always the top and not used to being called a slut. He didn't know how to respond.
"Thomas Jefferson, I'm not gonna repeat myself!"
Thomas nods and shifts his position so he's bent over Washington's lap. Still shaken up by how quickly this escalated. Washington smirked and slowly pulled his pants down.
END MY LIFE PLEASE! WHY AM I WRITING THIS? NOBODY ASKED FOR IT....
A million thoughts race through Thomas' head that he barely realizes when Washington brings his hand down hard on his ass. He squeaks in shock.
"Count."
"O-one..."
Smack.
"T-two..."
Smack.
"T-three..."
Twelve hits later. Thomas had let a moan slip, Washington pulled him back onto his lap and looked him in the eye.
"You're going to ride me. Right here, right now. No complaining. No whining. No teasing. Understand?"
"Y-yes sir..."
Thomas removed his clothing and quickly undid Washington's pants, pulling them down enough so his dick was exposed. Thomas straddles him and slowly lowers himself onto Washington's length.
God save me... what am I creating?
He moans loudly as he starts bouncing up and down on Washington's cock. Washington grabbed his hips roughly and thrusted his hips up into him. Thomas moans louder as Washington hits a bundle of nerves. He smirks and aims for that spot each time. Thomas and Washington become moaning messes. Their actions get rougher and faster.
Until the door to his office opens...
"Mr. Washington I need-"
Thomas turns around to meet the horror struck eyes of James Madison, and Aaron Burr.
"THIS IS NOT WHAT I MEANT BY THE ROOM WHERE IT HAPPENS!" Aaron shrieks and walks out.
James stands there awkwardly in shock, his eyes wide. Thomas shares the same expression and Washington has a look of sheer embarrassment. James looks around a bit before awkwardly speaking up.
"M-may I join?"
This was not meant to be a serious chapter... I wasn't gonna publish it but... here ya go. I might do one last part including Madison but it's up to you...
have a good day or night guys. Bye! -Alex
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Hamilton OneShots
FanfictionFluff, smut, prompts, based off of songs... You name it, I take requests, in fact, I encourage them! This is a collection of stories I have had in my head, and stories you guys request! ENJOY!
