One Less Pill - Sequel to With One Pill - A Jamilton Smut and Story

It all goes down - 8

*SMUT WARNING*

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John breathed, his heart hammering in his chest. 

"G-God Anna-" He Anna smirked atop him, freeing his of his pants. John don't know how he got there; first they were at teaching at school, then on lunch break and flirting, and then they ended up here. In all honesty, he wasn't complaining.

"Hmm, I'm gonna make you feel good, Jackie." Anna murmured, kissing his bare chest down to his inner thigh. John jerked and blushed deeply, unable to look Anna in the eye. Anna giggled and placed a hand on John's chest.

"Babe, calm down. It's okay." 

John smiled nervously and nodded. "I know, you're just really good at t-this, is all."

Anna blushed and leaned up to kiss his lips lovingly, squeaking when John slipped his arms around her waist. John suddenly flipped their positions, pinning Anna down with a powerful smile. Anna turned bright red.

"I love you." She breathed. John chuckled and kissed her forehead.

"I love you more."

        He started to kiss down her stomach, making Anna sigh wonderfully. "M-More Jackie, p-please" she moaned, arching her chest into him. John held her carefully, leaning down to bite her neck. He whispered into her hear.

"You're so pretty, you know that?"

Anna whimpered softly as John began to carefully massage her breast. "Is this okay?" He asked softly. Anna nodded hastily in response, wrapping her around John's neck. John laughed and descended down her body kissing her inner thighs and lifting her legs up onto his shoulders. He felt Anna still.

He looked up and her face was strewn with an emotion that he couldn't name. A look that didn't quite suit her.

"Anna? Are you okay?"

"I..." She continued to stare at him before tears started to swirl in her eyes. John's heart thundered and he dropped her legs to the bed softly.

"Woah, woah, Anna. It's okay, we don't have to-"

"Get off me."

John froze. "What?"

"Get the fuck off me before I do something I'll regret."

Oh. "Okay, I'm sorry," he put his hands up in an attempt to placate her growing Agno Phelebria. In other words, she was getting mad, a thing she couldn't control.

John watched as she clawed at her hair, trying to calm herself. He would try to help, but the last time someone tried to help her during an episode...

He sat down on the couch and put his head in his hands. Then he did something he rarely every did.

He prayed.

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THOMAS' POV

I sat at the table and dropped my pen to the table. 

"Enough work." I sighed. Alex looked up at me and smiled sweetly. 

"Hey, you know I don't wanna do this case right now, but the sooner we finish it, the faster we can take a break." He raised his brow. I shook my head.

"No."

He laughed heartily and closed his laptop. He walked over to me and precariously sat in my lap. My cheeks reddened; he was hot and he knew it.

He bent down to catch my lips in his. I gasped into the kiss as he held my neck, deepening the kiss. He leaned back, his eyelids heavy with evident want.

"God, Alex..."

"You said you wanted a break." He smirked. He started rotating his hips into mine, tilting his head and feigning innocence. "I'm just tryna make you feel good."

I bit my lip and put my hands on his waist. I leaned in to kiss him once more.

"DAD, PAPA, I'M HOME- oh my god." Philip bounded into the room, Eacker trailing close behind. The moment he saw the scene witness unravel before him. Eacker turned bright red and covered his eyes.

THIRD PERSON

Thomas and Alex flew apart, their chests heaving.

"OH! Philip! Y-You came home e-earlier than I though you would! HAHah, y-your father and I w-were just-"

"Dad just stop. Besides, I don't really care. This isn't the first time I've caught you two doing...whatever it is that you were doing." Philip smirked. He looked at the time. He looked down at his hands and to Eacker. Eacker nodded. 

"Um, actually, sir- uh, sirs, I guess? I don't know, there are two of you-" He ranted. He shook his head. 

"I was wondering if I could stay here tonight? A-And maybe tomorrow, a-as well? Home is, I can't- home isn't really s-safe right now..." His voice trembled. Alex and Thomas shared a look, and looked back at the small boy.

"Of course, George. It's no problem. What's wrong? You can tell us." Thomas said softly, walking towards Eacker. He visibly flinched and stepped backwards. Thomas stilled. He knew that look anywhere, that subtle flinch anywhere. 

He had seen it in Alex. 

Philip cleared his throat. "I will explain later dad. He' s just not feeling too well. May I take him up to my room to rest?" He asked. Alex nodded and smiled at the two of them.

"Sure. And don't you worry, my boy. Everything will be alright, I promise."

Eacker nodded, hiding the fact that tears were streaming down his face. He turned to bury his face in Philip's chest. Philip kissed his forehead and rubbed his back. 

"It's alright, come on. Let's get you to bed."

The moment they left, Thomas fell to his knees.

"Not again, god not with the children." Alex stood next to his husband, doing his best to comfort him.

And if anyone noticed Anna standing in the doorway, they never said anything.

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