One-Shot Book!

Superstar sex. (Smut. Obviously)

Jamilton!

Requested by ->

Context: Eliza convinces Alex to stop working for a bit to go see a concert, 'Philla and The Lazy Catz' (I think, I'll correct it in a bit-), Thomas is the opening act. They get smitten they do the devils tango, and sweet aftercare ❤️ Les go

Alex sighed staring at the screen. Knowing Eliza will get at him for working so late.. again. But he didn't care. He wanted to get what he was doing done, and Alexander 'non-stop' Hamilton will get it done. Carpal Tunnel be damned. Eliza burst through the door. "ALEX-" Alex's soul nearly jumped out of his skin. "WHAT-" he responded. "Guess who got concert tickets~?" She asked, holding them up in front of him. "...Shakespeare." He replied sarcastically. Eliza hit him lightly. "Me silly~!" She chirped. Alex sighed. "I'm not going, take Peggy or something.." he said, turning  back to the screen and the view of endless words.Eliza slammed his computer shut/ "Wha- Hey!" Alex exclaimed. Eliza shushed him. "You're going! Who knows. You might have FUN!" She giggled. Eliza texted him something then left. 

Alex checked the message, it was a playlist for all the songs by the band. "Philla and The Lazy Catz?" He asked. "It's a good band shush! If you listen to ALL OF THOSE by next week I'll.. get you monster energy for a month." She blurted. Alex, being the dumbass he is, would save those up and mix each flavor of cardiac arres- monster into whatever monstrosity that was compatible with his body. He sighed and nodded. "Deal." He said, unsure what he was getting into. 

He watched as Eliza watched out of the room, smiling. He connected his headphones to his phone and pressed shuffle. He immediately began to work again, he stopped suddenly when he heard the voice, the lead voice singing.  .,mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.. (I FELL ASLEEP ON MY DAMN KEYBOARD IGNORE THAT, THE ONLY REASON I KEPT IT IS BECAUSE I THINK IT'S FUNNY AJSHAGAGGATAUAJAJAJKSKSJS-)

Alex almost immediately swooned. The singer's smooth voice in his ears, he turned it up louder blocking the outside noise... including Eliza's alarm clock, ringing at 5:30 AM. He didn't stop listening until a 10% batter percentage warning appeared on his phone, pausing the song he was on. He was lucky because Eliza had been calling his name for five minutes. "Yes Elizabeth?" He sighed. "I'm guessing you turned your headphones up all the way and listened to it for over and hours?" Alex glanced away. "S-Shut up.." Alex muttered

Time passed, it was next week and Alex had listened to 3 full albums. Why? He's insane.

Alex and Eliza got elbowed in the head many times, but it was worth it when they announced the leading act. Thomas Jefferson. Alex stared at him as he started singing, though many other screaming girls were blocking his hearing.   Thomas glanced at Alex, now making eye contact. Thomas smiled at him then it was a blurb. More songs. Alex getting bisexual panic attacks every 30 minutes. And then it was over with, quite ironically a flash. 

Just as Eliza and Alex were getting ready to leave a security guard stopped them. "Is this him?" They asked. Alex glanced Eliza confused. Until Thomas came from behind the guard. "Mhm!" Thomas hummed. Alex felt his face heat up and his cheeks started to get red. "You, what's your name?" Thomas asked, smiling. "A-Alex.. e-erm why do you need me?" He asked, incredibly confused. "You had VIP tickets right?" He asked. Alex looked at Eliza, who some how forgot. "..Oops." Eliza said, chuckling. Thomas smiled. 

-I'm lazy, sorry -w-; Eliza went to go meet Maria, then Alex and Thomas went to Thomas' dressing room, because it makes sense... right? Good god I'm bad at this.-

It had been a few minutes since they left the stadium. Thomas and Alex were talking, even though they had LITERALLY JUST met, they felt as if they knew each other forever..  Alex looked down at his feet, a bit flustered with a.. not so light dusting of red on his cheeks. "Darlin'?" Alex felt himself get MORE flustered by the pet name. "H-Hm?" He hummed as a reply. "You're bright red.. are you okay?" Thomas asked, brushing a hair away from Alex's face. "Y-Yeah, erm.." Alex trailed off, accidentally glancing down, to a visible erection. Thomas' face flushed. "O-Oh-"  he simply said. "I should go.." Alex squeaked, Thomas took his hand gently. "No, it's fine, I can help if you want." Alex eagerly nodded. Jeans and a boner aren't a good mix. 

"Do I have your consent to?" Thomas asked. "Y-Yes." Alex stuttered. Thomas and Alex's faces started getting closer, knocking foreheads together gently before kissing each other. Alex pushed Thomas away slightly, then they both started to get undressed, kissing each other again, Alex starting to get on Thomas' lap. Thomas unbuckled his pants, watching as Alex stripped, now both men fully nude. "Hands and knees for me." Thomas commanded, gently. Alex obliged, getting on the couch, ass in the air. "Goddamn your ass is big~" Thomas chuckled,  giving it a hard spank, hearing Alex wince. Thomas put a finger up to Alex hole, getting ready to stretch him. Alex shook his head. "N-No prep." He said, his face getting flushed again. 

"You sure?" Thomas asked. Alex nodded. "Oookay, I'm putting on lube though." Thomas said, now putting lube on his cock, as well as Alex's entrance. Alex shivered slightly, feeling Thomas poke into him. Thomas was now on top of him, he leaned down and kisses Alex's shoulder and neck to ease him from the sting. "D-Damn, y-you're so big.." Alex whimpered. Thomas smirked. "Thanks Darlin'~" he responded, beginning to thrust, hearing lewd moans spill out of Alex's mouth. He picked up the thrusts slowly, leaning his head back, letting his moans ring around the room. Thomas grabbed onto his hips and because to get the thrusts deeper. Alex's moans spiked as Thomas started to hit his g-spot. "T-Thomas I-I need to c-cum~!" He cried out, gripping the couch cushion. "M-Me too baby, g-go ahead." Thomas stuttered, starting to tighten his grip on Alex's hips. Alex let out a lewd moan and cummed, panting. Thomas came in his ass. 

Thomas pulled out, immediately catching a limp-legged Alex before he fell onto the floor. Thomas pulled him close, letting him rest on top of him. He kissed his forehead, pulling a blanket out from the trunk next to the couch, laying it on top of both of them. "You have a blanket here..?" Alex asked, shivering slightly. "Mhm, I do a lot of shows here, so why not." 

A very sore assed Alex told Eliza what happened. Her response was: "Oh sweet! I ate the guitarist out!"

Needless to say, they had fun.

1130 words lol