Why Have I Done This??? (Lams Oneshots)

Exploration

A/N - I NEED TO SHARE SOMETHING FUNNY THAT HAPPENED AT CAMP SO we have a ghost we call him the auditorium ghost and he's freaky anyway there's construction happening on the roof and the banging and walking makes us paranoid so when something dropped and shook the building one of my closest guard friends goes "I'm gonna pee" in all seriousness and we died ok enjoy the story 😂

Background Info - Alex was so caught up in work and school that he never got the chance to explore his sexuality. Now that he's roommates with John he's confused.

A/N - soooooo this is my first legitimate smut soooooooooooooooooo-...yeah...ok bye

John's POV

   I'm currently sprawled out on the couch, watching tv and stuffing my face with chips. I'm waiting for my best friend to get home from class. He's amazing and I'm honestly in love with him but there one problem...he's straight. I heard the door unlock and Alex stepped in. He didn't say anything, he just flopped on his bed and cuddled with the stuffed lion his mother got him before she died. I immediately knew something was wrong, Alex normally comes home and says 'Honey, I'm home!' but...nothing. I got up and sat next to him on the bed. He rolled away from me and I kicked my shoes off, laying with him. I wrapped my arms firmly around his waist so he couldn't run and he tried.
   "What's wrong, Lex."
   "Nothing." He grumbled.
   "You can't lie to me." Alex was quiet for a moment and I loosened my grip. He rolled over and looked at me for a moment. I got lost in his hazel eyes and savored his touch.
   "John...How did you know you were gay?" I frowned at the question and shifted.
   "I don't know, Alex. I wasn't really sure until my first girlfriend nearly raped me." Alex sighed and rolled onto his back. "Wait...Alex..." I sat up and stared down at him. "Are you questioning yourself?" Alex averted his gaze and I scooted closer to him. "You know you can talk to me, Alex. Absolutely anything you ever need...I'm here." Alex sat up and fell into my shoulder.
   "I don't know anything anymore, John!" He sobbed, I held him tightly and pushed his straight black hair out of his face.
   "Ok, ok. Talk to me, Alex. Tell me what's wrong."
   "I-I think I l-like g-guys b-but I st-still like g-girls." He choked out.
   "Ok, then you're probably bisexual."
   "But what if I'm pan or-or-" he pushed away from me and I pressed a finger to his lips.
   "Let's start with bi and figure it out as you go, ok?" Alex nodded and sunk back into my arms.
   "I think I'm in love with a guy." He whimpered.
   "That's ok, Alex."
   "How would I know for sure?"
   "Well-..." I trailed off and Alex looked up.
   "I wanna know for sure, Jacky."
   "The only way to know for sure...that I know of..."
   "I wanna know, John!" Alex pleaded.
   "You should see if you can get it up for a guy." Alex flushes bright red and stared at me wide eyed. He's always been very sensitive in the affection department.
   "G-get it u-up. L-like s-sex?" I nodded. "I have to fuck someone?"
   "Oh, baby." I tutted. "You are definitely submissive."
   "H-how do you know?"
   "Because I can do this-" I swiftly pinned him to the bed and Alex's face turned tomato red. "-and you do that." I poked his nose and Alex's eyes widened.
   "Hey, John?" He sounded sheepish and I smiled.
   "Hm?"
   "I-...I did it." He mumbled, I glanced down at the small bulge in his pants and chuckled.
   "Would you like to continue?" Alex nodded slowly and I kissed at his jawline. I kissed down his neck and started to leave hickeys. I started to pull up his shirt and he stopped me. "What?"
   "It-it's just-...I have a lot of-...a lot of scars." Alex mumbled.
   "I'm sure they're beautiful just like the rest of you." I tugged his shirt off and ran my hands up and down his torso. "So beautiful." I cooed before dotting his collarbone with hickeys.
   "John?"
   "Hm?"
   "Why are you nicer?"
   "What do you mean, baby?"
   "I mean you're calling me baby and going slow." Alex mumbled, growing increasingly red with every touch. "Not like how you were with Francis that one time." Francis Kinloch, my ex boyfriend and the only other guy Alex wants to rip the dick off of.
   "Francis was the one being rough. He made me be submissive. Don't get me wrong, I like rough but it's your first time. Besides, you're too special." I brushed his hair back and kissed his nose.
   "Oh."
   "If you want me to-"
   "No! I like this." I chuckled and sucked a hickey onto his shoulder. I slowly started to Palm Alex and he moaned quietly.
   "Such a pretty sound, Peaches." I cooed and kissed his neck. I pulled his jeans off and my shirt and traced a few of his scars. I palmed him more roughly and Alex grinded into my hand. I pulled my jeans off and dig around in my nightstand drawer. I pulled out the bottle of lube and sat next to Alex. "Ok. I need to stretch you, Alex." Alex sat up and straddled me.
   "Ok." I kissed his cheek and smiled.
   "Ok. Take off your boxers." Alex nodded and we both slipped our boxers off. Alex blushed madly and I laid him on the bed. "This might hurt a bit..." I paused and glanced down at Alex's erection. "This is a weird question but have you ever...put anything up there?"
   "N-no!"
   "Ok, ok. Calm down, baby." I rubbed his thigh and spread his legs. I lathered my fingers with lube (I'm disgustingly cringy) and prodded Alex's hole. He moaned and whimpered and I rubbed his thigh. I pushed in one finger and Alex yelped. "Tell me if I need to stop." I added another finger and Alex moaned when I started to scissor inside of him. I kissed the insides of his thighs as I worked and Alex tried to grab something with his right hand. I provided my left hand (aka the free one) and Alex squeezes it tight. When I was finished stretching I pulled my fingers out and cleaned them off. I carefully took Alex's erection in my hand and he moaned in response. I kissed the tip and lovingly stroked it a couple times before straddling Alex again. "Are you sure about this?"
   "Mhm. Please, Johnny?" I kissed his nose again and lubed myself up. Alex sat up and wrapped his arms around my neck. He kissed my cheek and glanced down. "Will it hurt?"
   "Only for a bit, baby." Alex nodded and I lined myself up. I gently pushed in and Alex yelped. I paused and let Alex catch his breath.
   "Go, go!" He managed breathlessly, I started to slowly push in and out and Alex started to try to bounce but he was still laying down a bit. "F-faster, J-John. P-please!" I went faster and soon Alex was complete putty in my arms. He clawed at my back trying to get closer and moaned loudly. "OH FUCK, JOHN! RIGHT THERE! PLEASE! PLEASE!" Alex moaned and I threw his right leg of over my shoulder, angling to hit that spot every time. "J-John, I'm gonna-"
   "Shhhhh, go ahead, baby."
   "J-John.~" Alex moaned as he came, I couldn't help but blush that it was my name and not Eliza's. Eliza was his last girl friend, he broken up with her and it made sense now. Alex was upset and kept telling me he was lost and he couldn't understand. I had chalked it up to one of his anxiety and PTSD attacks and kissed his forehead. Alex went completely limp and I came inside of him. I pulled out and grabbed a wash cloth from the bathroom. I carefully cleaned him up and laid next to him. He snuggled into me and I kissed his forehead. "I know now." He spoke quietly, low enough to be heard but not yet a whisper. "I love you." I blushed and Alex opened his eyes, staring up at me. I looked into his eyes and said the words I'd been longing to say to him forever.
   "I love you, Alexander Hamilton." Alex smiled and closed his eyes again.
   "Thank you."
   "You're welcome, baby." I grinned and pinned him down again.
   "I'm too tired for round two, John." Alex whined.
   "I never got my labor fee."
   "And what's that?"
   "This." I leaned down and kissed him gently. Alex melted into the kiss and we broke apart after a moment. I laid back down and Alex snuggled into me.
   "I'm bisexual. I love you, John." Alex mumbled before falling asleep. I pulled the blankets around us and kissed him gently before falling asleep myself.

Alexander's POV

   I woke up the next morning and everything hurt. My neck and chest was littered with purple marks and the culprit was nowhere to be see.
   "John?" I croaked, John stepped out of the bathroom and smiled. His curly brown hair was wet and stuck to his freckled skin. He wore a towel around his waist and a smile on his face. I sat up and gathered the blankets to hide my body. I've always been really insecure about my body and being around John made it worst. He was very muscular and toned. He went to the gym everyday and went of jogs at night.
   "Morning, Baby Girl." John placed a simple kiss on my lips and flashed a dazzling smile. "How do you feel?"
   "My body hurts." I mumbled.
   "That's normal, Peaches." I touched John's abs and he took my hand. "You are so beautiful." He cooed as he kissed me again, he moved to the dresser and began to change as I thought.
   "John?"
   "Hm?"
   "Can I come with you on your run tonight?" John looked over his shoulder and frowned.
   "Not to be rude but why?"
   "B-because." I tried to pull off a nonchalant manner but ultimately failed.
   "Alexander." John sighed, he only ever called me by my full name when he was upset or serious. "Your body is perfect the way it is. Every little piece. Your scars and tan lines. I love it all. I love you. If you wanna come on a run with me you can. I'm not gonna stop you but you don't have too."
"I wanna go."
"Ok. I'd be happy to have you but-..." John wore only boxers and a smirk. "Can you keep up?" He pinned me down and I grinned.
"Careful, Jacky. It already hurts. We don't need to make it worse."
"I'm so sorry, Lexi. I tried to-"
"It's ok, John." I leaned up and whispered in his ear. "I like it rough."
"Stop being so sexy. It's turning me on." John purred, I laughed and laid back down. "I really didn't mean to hurt you."
"I'm fine, John. I love you." I kissed him gently and he grinned.
"Are you gonna make breakfast?"
"Yeah, just give me a minute." John and I have the perfect arrangement. I cook, he cleans. After a couple minutes John had left so I quickly and painfully threw on some boxers. I stepped into the kitchen and started making breakfast. John put his arms around my waist from behind and rested his forehead on my shoulder as I cooked.
   "Alex, will you be my boyfriend?" I blushed and smiled.
   "Yes."

   "Why did I fucking agree to this?" I collapsed on the pavement and John chuckled.
   "Because you're insecure and you think you're inadequate."
   "I am inadequate." I mumbled, John shook his head and pulled me close to him. "You're sweaty."
   "I know. I love you just the way you are, Alex."
   "I love you, John." John and I stood up and I dusted myself off. "RACE YA!" I took off and John jolted after me.
   "Hey!"
   "EAT MY DUST!"
   "HOW ABOUT I EAT YOUR ASS?" I blushed and John tackles me, causing us to tumble to the sidewalk in a fit of laughter. I love him so much.