✰ stars | lams, thaurens, and jamilams one shots ✰

✰ don't judge - lams ✰

request made by one of my favorite authors -BETELGEUSE ❤️ thanks for the request and please continue !
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third person point of view
john laurens was a seemingly innocent man. he worked as a teacher at the local preschool and he was never seen without his switch or a coloring book of some sort.

his wardrobe consisted of large sweaters and thigh high socks. he still slept with stuffed animals and got excited by the smallest things.

he had the innocent act down that fooled almost everyone even his friends and family. but don't let it fool you.

john laurens was still a total slut for alexander hamilton. he loved to be dominated by the older man, the only man who could shut him up. all alexander had to do was say one word and john was on his knees, no matter where they were.

alexander and john are fairly newly couple. they only have been married for 2 years, but they're high school sweethearts.

alexander owned an editing and writing company; a.ham. since it was such a large company, there were multiple branches. unfortunately, alexander isn't very fond of the virginia branch run by thomas jefferson.

now, alexander knew he wasn't supposed to let personal opinions get in the way of business, but john and thomas did have history in the early years of high school and alexander didn't like that at all.

not only did they have history, but alexander just wasn't fond of jefferson's views, but he had to admit he was an intelligent man at times.

alexander also isn't fond of the south carolina branch run by john's old friend, francis kinloch. there was nothing wrong with kinloch's beliefs, but francis was a flirt and john was alexander's.

the ring on his finger along with the hickeys on the inside of john's thighs proved it.

it was one of those days where everyone seemed to be pressing alexander's buttons and the only person who could calm him down was...

john's point of view
"peaches..."

i perked up at the sound of alexander's voice.

"yes, sir?" i asked, going to the living room.

"horny little slut..." he muttered.

i blushed a bright pink, nodding softly. i had been on edge all day since the moment i woke up.

"what's the matter, daddy?" i asked, noticing he was tense.

"i'm stressed, baby." he said.

"i can help..." i whispered.

alexander raised his eyebrows in amusement before slowly nodding.

i eagerly got on my knees as he walked over.

"you're such a slut, you know that?" he muttered.

"only for you, daddy..." i replied, unzipping his work pants.

"yeah, you better be." he growled.

i pulled down his pants, holding his hard-on through his boxers. i licked my lips, pulling down his boxers revealing his member.

it surprised me every time, even though it practically lived in my mouth.

i started stroking it watching a low groan fall from his lips. i could tell he was getting impatient, so i took it into my mouth.

i started with the tip, working my way down. he knew i could take all of it, but i wanted to tease him.

"john, i'm going to fucking throat fuck you into oblivion if you don't stop teasing me." he growled.