Jamilton Oneshots // Hamilton ✔️

In Class [JAMILTON]

RainisStupid

smut

I skipped out of the dorm room, waving to my roommate, Aaron. Aaron waved back at me, smiling. Last night, we had studied together about duels. He spoke to me about how duels were dumb and I agreed. We grew closer and now we're better friends, so I might as well wave.

I was wearing grey shorts and a blue t-shirt, an eye-pleasing color match.

I skipped to my class, which was History. Although I did take college classes, I also took some classes I thought were interesting. It turns out, that wasn't a mistake. I love history. A lot.

I sprint into the classroom, running to Mr. Jefferson's desk. He's only a few years older than me, havong just graduated the college and then coming right back to teach at it. We're... close.

"Thomas!" I yell, tackling him with a hug.

"Alex!" He laughs a bit and points to the open door, "Close, now." I comply, running to the door and locking it. I go right back to Mr. Jefferson after that.

"Thomas?" I mumble into his chest, my arms wrapped around his neck. His arms are on my waist, which is sexy as hell. I pull up and put my legs around his waist, jumping up. When I pull away, he's blushing. It's so rare for him to be blushing, it makes me excited.

"Yes, Alex?" He asks, pecking my nose.

"I didn't do the project." I giggle, kissing both of his cheeks.

His reaction is not what I expected. He prys me off of him and sets me on his desk, "Do you want to get punished for that, babygirl?" Mr. Jefferson asks, giggling like an evil character in a kids' TV show.

"No, please, Sir!" I say, even though I do want to get punished (if y'know what I mean).

Mr. Jefferson smirks, pulling my grey shorts off. I swing my legs on the desk, giggling. Unexpectedly, he grabs me and forces to my knees. I pout a bit, but still giggle. He forces my underwear off and takes his pants and underwear off. I'm shaking by the time he forces his dick into my mouth.

I gag a bit, but suck on it as he moans above me. When he gets out, I'm whimpering, "I'm s-sorry, Sir, but i-isn't class going to start?" I ask.

"Ah, yes it is. Under my desk. Now." Mr. Jefferson points and I glady go under, smiling. My man is so kinky...

Mr. Jefferson puts his close back on and unlocks the door. Students rush in, sitting down whereever. Mr. Jefferson waits until they're all in and seated to sit in his desk chair and pull everything down again. He slaps me with his hand, acting like he dropped a pen. I look at him with big eyes and begin to suck right away.

He didn't make it through class without moaning several times.

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dang dang diggity dang a dang (sorry i couldn't finsih)

i ruined my purity

i'ma cry now