art // random [ mostly hamilton tbh ]

ITS A JOKE OK

just some context,,, i texted DaNevGal this story paragraph by paragraph and it started off as just a joke but nev's reactions were priceless so i kept going and formed a 1331 word pipferson oneshot somehow

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Philip dug his nails into Thomas' back, moaning out his name as the older man thrusted up into him. Tears formed in the smaller man's eyes from the nearly unbearable pleasure. As Philip rose up, Thomas pulled out. When Philip sunk down again, Thomas pounded up into him.

Then, the door creaked open.

"D-dad?" Philip gasped, clinging to Thomas' chest. "I-"

"What the fuck were you doing with my son, you /pedophile,/" Alexander sneered. "He's only seventeen!"

"Dad! I can explain!" Philip shuffled to get his clothes back on.

"Shh." Jefferson pressed a finger to his lips. "You don't need an explanation if you love someone."

"Jefferson, you're in your forties!" Hamilton hissed, grabbing his mug of coffee and chucking it at Thomas.

Thomas shrieked, grabbing the signed bill that would ensure that Alexander's debt plan got passed. He smirked, slowly tearing it.

Hamilton's eyes narrowed. "You wouldn't.."

"Oh, I would."

Philip whimpered, hiding behind Thomas.

Thomas finished ripping the bill, a malicious smirk on his face as Alexander's face heated up. He lunged at Jefferson, tackling him to the floor.

Philip gasped, trying to pull his father off. It wasn't that much of a challenge as Alexander really wasn't that tall.

Alex stood up, glaring at Philip and leaving the room. He slammed the door shut on the way out, making his way to Washington's office to report the illegal actions that were happening just down the hall.

"Jefferson is having sex with your son?" Washington raised an eyebrow. "And he is how old?"

"Pip is just seventeen," Alex muttered. "And Jefferson.. yeah. He's in his late forties."

"I'll see what I can do."

Philip was crying in Jefferson's embrace when George entered the office. Philip curled up closer to the southerners chest.

"Alexander reported-"

"Oh, he threatened to do that," Jefferson hummed. "His poor son had a panic attack, so I've been holding him like this for the past hour or so. Hamilton just played it up because I decided not to go through with his plan."

Washington nodded slowly. "So nothing illegal happened?"

Jefferson shook his head. "I'm sorry for the misunderstanding."

Washington left the office, ignoring Hamilton's questions as he returned to his desk.

Philip smiled at Thomas as he wiped the tears from the smaller man's eyes.

"You're amazing.. how you managed to get us out of that," Philip laughed quietly. "Wow.."

Jefferson snickered. "I've learned how to get to your father over the years, and this seemed like the easiest way."

"Oh," Philip looked down. "So I'm being used as a way to get back at my dad? Is that what this is?"

Jefferson's eyes widened. "No, not that! I just mean-"