"Laf, I told you, I didn't write more pages than I should have." Alex sighed, turning back to his desk. He was supposed to be cuddling with John at the moment, but due to Laf being the obnoxious friend he was, they were discussing the newest essay that was supposedly going to be on the finals.
Alex already studied and wrote the essay though. It was literally about the Federalist Papers, Lin Manuel Miranda's Life, and Daveed and Lin's arguments in the Cabinet Battle. I mean, a retard could memorize that.
"The limit was five pages, oui? How many did you write?" Laf sat onto the couch, his hair fluffing out a bit when he rested his head back.
"Enough to get me a good grade-"
"He wrote thirty-six." John smirked, annoyed at the two's arguing. He watched as Alex's face turn from a smirk to a betrayed look.
"John! You promised you wouldn't tell!" He whined, crossing his arms, pouting.
"That was before I realized that our frenchiest fry here decided to barge in and start going through your stuff." John defended, chuckling at his boyfriend's face.
"I was looking for a..how you say? Oh, homework sheet." Laf muttered, before standing up and stretching, knocking over some papers on the small dining table.
"Why would your homework sheet be here?" Alex exclaimed, stacking his papers back up. Laf shrugged, and began to whistle a tune, beginning to make his way to the door.
"Whatever. Get out, Baguette. Have fun with the horse-banger." John smirked, hugging Alex.
Laf blushed a bit, and stuck his tongue out at John, smiling. "I see I am not needed here, so goodbye, and John? Go easy on mon petit lion." Laf smirked, walking out the dorm.
As soon as the door closed, John and Alex crashed onto the couch, yawning. "I could go for a movie." Alex mumbled, snuggling closer to John.
John chuckled, and grabbed the remote. He flicked the switch, and opened Vudu. "What movie?"
"The Little Mermaid."
"Of course."
The two watched the movie silently, Alex's eyes glued to the screen.
After 'Under The Sea', things got really heated for the two. You see, Alex had a pain kink, and after John accidentally laid onto Alex's hair, all hell broke loose.
Alex watched the crab singing with an ensemble of sea creatures, his eyes wide with happiness. For a moment, he felt like a little kid.
Until John sat onto his hair.
Alex knew he couldn't hold it, but it'd be extremely weird to give a scream of pure energy.
Unfortunately, he did exactly just that.
A loud, scream-like moan escaped his lips, and he clasped his hand over his mouth, staring at John.
John was speechless. He had been Alex's boyfriend for about two years now, and never had he heard him moan that much.
"Sorry. Pain kink. Wait, why did I just say that? Dammit, I'm stupid."
John smirked, and grabbed Alex, pulling a bit on his ear. As expected, a loud moan escaped his lips, causing him to chuckle.
"You're laughing at me." Alex sighed, pulling away.
John stopped himself, and patted his back. "Of course not, babygirl. I think it's cute."
Alex perked up, and smiled.
"Now, since you're in a mood, perhaps you would like to finished what you began?" John growled into Alex's ear, causing him to shiver.
"Of course, Daddy." Alex smirked, throwing his shirt off.
John gave a satisfied smile, eyeing the boy's body for a moment, before ripping his shirt off, tossing it aside.
"Get over here, Johnny boy. Come claim your prize." Alex murmured in a low whisper. This caused John to quickly bring Alex to him, embracing him.
He smashed his lips against Alex's. The soft, tenderness of his lips was one of the best experiences he'd ever had, and it revved him up even more.
He forced his tongue near Alex's lips. He declined, but after the freckled boy stroked his ass, he moaned, granting access.
John slid his tongue into Alex's mouth, exploring different spots. When he finished, he grabbed Alex and threw his back onto the couch, smirking.
Alex refused to move, smiling seductively. "Do your best, Johnny boy. I want them to think I got beat up by a cult or something." (Wtf my writing is like like a stale Cheeto. Disgusting.)
John chuckled, and placed his lips near Alex's jawline, beginning to suck continuously. Alex moaned John's name, egging the freckled man on, before sighing and panting, planting a kiss on John's cheek.
John smiled, and admired his new work. A dark red hickey was clearly seen right by Alex's jawline.
He stretched, and began picking new spots to settle. By the end of the movie, Alex was scattered in hickeys, one on his jawline, one on his neck, and some on his neck and chest.
John got his fair share of hickeys as well. Alex, though usually being very submissive, decided to give it a shot. He gave John lots of hickeys on his neck, and many on his chest.
"Jesus, we probably look like Dalmatians now." John murmured, pulling Alex close to him. The two were in their boxers now, and both were munching on popcorn, Alex hogging most of it.
"Worth it, though." Alex said, planting a kiss on his freckled boyfriend's lips.
"I love you, Alexander Hamilton."
I love you more, my dearest, Laurens."
Fin.
Yay! Fluff! Happiness! A bit of smut! We love smut! (Still don't know how to write it though :/) Anyway, that small amount of smut probably made you want to jump off a cliff.
Don't give me tips on how to write smut, I don't need y'all's dirty minds snooping in my writing.
Anyway, that's the chapter for now. Stay tuned, I'll update eventually. I'm getting into this Oneshot book. I promise I'll continue this, not today though. But I'll y'all later.
'Till then, you sassy flamingos.
-Ham
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Lams Oneshots [Hamilton X Laurens]
Historical FictionThe title says it all. Enjoy my horrible writing. DISCLAIMER: There's not gonna be much smut.