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This is not appropriate for any pure minds

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It should've been a day like any other. Thomas was sitting in the same old lecture room, only half paying attention as Professor Washington droned on. He fumbled with his pen absentmindedly as his mostly blank paper laid on the desk in front of him, only taking down notes of the most important points. It was all the same, save for one small detail.

The star student, teacher's pet in every sense of the term, the young man with perfect attendance, was absent. Alexander Hamilton never missed a single class. Thomas didn't know this because he loved staring at the boy from across the room, not at all, but because he was always starting fights. Alexander made his presence known, and that presence was lacking.

Before Thomas could think through the possibilities of his absence in much detail, the door opened and the man himself walked inside. Alexander appeared flustered, breathing heavily as if he had just ran there, which he probably had. He was dressed in a hoodie and sweatpants which seemed like they were just thrown on, and his hair was down and a little messy. The coffee he was gripping tightly had spilled over a bit onto his hand, though he didn't seem to care. Where Thomas' eyes went, however, were the glasses on his face.

This was the first time Thomas had ever seen Alexander in glasses, and damn did he look good in them. The bulky frame resting on his nose made Alex appear even nerdier than usual, though not in a bad way. No, this was the opposite of bad. Alexander had become a piece of eye candy with those glasses, and Thomas was eating him up.

Alex started hurriedly heading to his seat, but came to a quick stop when Washington stopped talking and cleared his throat. He quickly turned to the professor, and his nervous look and small lip bite drove Thomas crazy. Since when has this asshole been so goddamn adorable?

"I'm so sorry I'm late, sir! I slept in, slept through my alarm, I should've known all those all-nighters would bite me in the ass, but-" Washington raised his hand and promptly brought Alexander's speech to a stop.

"I'm not mad at you, Hamilton, so settle down." Washington spoke with his usual calm tone. "Though I would like to request you sit beside Mr. Jefferson today. When you inevitably start arguing, I'd prefer it if you weren't shouting across the room."

Alex looked like he was about to complain, but the sharp glare he received shot him down before he could even start. How Thomas wished he had that power...

"Yes, sir..." Alexander grumbled before walking towards Thomas. It took the Virginian a moment to realize he should probably stop staring, and he quickly found great interest in his notebook.

Alexander dropped his bag on the floor, sitting in the spot next to Thomas as Washington continued the lesson. He took a sip of his coffee, and Thomas risked stealing another glance at the immigrant, which probably wasn't the best idea  as he looked even better up close. Alex wasn't just cute, he was drop dead gorgeous.

Alex's gaze drifted over to Thomas, and a smug smirk formed on his face when he caught him looking. "Something wrong, Jefferson?" His teasing tone was far from hidden, and Thomas felt his heart skip a beat when the shorter man pushed up his glasses.

"No, nothing's wrong... I didn't know you wore glasses." Thomas silently cursed himself when Alexander's smirk widened. He knew him well enough to know that he was now stepping into dangerous territory and should retreat while he still had the chance.

"Ah, so that's why you've been eye fucking me since I walked in." Alex snickered, sending Thomas into a slight panic. The little shit noticed. "Mhm, I wear glasses. I just slept in too late to put in contacts this morning."

"I was not eye fucking you." Thomas scoffed. "I have standards, y'know."

"Really? Seems to me your standards are glasses wearing, half asleep Caribbeans." Alexander rolled his eyes, taking another sip of his coffee before setting it down. "Honestly Thomas, I've never seen you look at me like that when I actually look decent. You only like me flustered and disheveled- hey, that's pretty kinky." Alex looked down at his coffee covered hand and frowned, before licking the liquid off.

Thomas felt an unexpected spike of arousal at seeing the short man's tongue gliding over his skin, his face flushing red. He both desperately wanted to escape the situation and never look away at the same time.

Alexander snorted, struggling to contain his laughter as he looked at Thomas. "Holy shit, you're really getting turned on by me. I mean, I'm not surprised, look at me." Alex did a quick hair flip. "But man are you bad at hiding your feelings. You're blushing so hard!"

"Hamilton, shut the fuck up, we're in class." Thomas growled, half because it was true that people had started looking at them, and half because Alexander was right.

Alex leaned closer, a dangerous look in his eyes as his smirk never left. Thomas didn't pull away for push him back, staying where he was as he was filled with anticipation. When Alexander was painfully close, he whispered two simple words: "Make me."

Thomas wanted nothing more than to slam Alexander down on the desk and kiss him as roughly as he could. He longed to shut the asshole up and kiss him all over, touch him until the only speech coming from his dirty mouth would be begs for more. But of course, he couldn't do that. They were in class.

Alexander stayed where he was for a moment longer before pulling away. "Definitely eye fucking me. No doubt." He pushed up his glasses again, but this time it was done deliberately slow as he gave Thomas a sideways glance.

And just like that, he stopped. Alexander was fully focused on the lesson, taking down unnecessarily long notes. Thomas took this chance to sneakily admire him while he was looking away, enjoying the fact that he was finally keeping his mouth shut. Alex pushed a stray strand of hair behind his ear while his eyes were intently focused in concentration. Thomas let his eyes wander over the Caribbean's hair, though it looked like he had just rolled out of bed, it still appeared silky and smooth, leaving curiosity as to if it was as soft as it looked.

"Jefferson, it's hard to focus when you're staring at me like that. Try to tone that down a bit." Alexander muttered without looking up. Thomas actually listened to him and looked away. This is gonna be a long day...

~*~

It was lunchtime, and Thomas had just exited his class. He was about to go find his close friend James Madison when he spotted Alexander across the hall- and caught him staring.

Alex quickly looked away, instead turning towards John Laurens, who had been standing beside him. He said something to the freckled man, whose expression quickly turned to that of surprise. They quietly had a short back and forth until John let out a sigh, patting Alexander's shoulder and muttering something.

Thomas was a little surprised when Alexander turned away from John and walked towards him, face betraying no emotion. That surprise, however, was nowhere near matching the pure shock Thomas felt when the shorter man grabbed him by the collar, pulling him down until their lips were oh so close to touching, but not quite closing the distance.

"Come with me." Alex spoke quietly. Thomas could feel his breath against his lips, and he wanted nothing more than to move just that little bit closer. It was driving him crazy. "My dorm. Now."

Simple warmth wasn't enough to describe what Thomas's face felt like. He felt as if it were about to melt off. Was Alexander really suggesting what he thought he was? Well, knowing him, he's probably messing with me.

"Hamilton-" Before Thomas had a chance to ask what he was doing, the Caribbean's lips were on his. He froze for only a moment before kissing back, his hands finding their place on Alexander's waist.

It ended all too soon, as Alex pulled back. He looked up at Thomas with half lidded eyes, his grip on the taller man's collar tightening. "You're fucking infuriating, y'know that? Every one of your shitty opinions is backwards and horrid, but you're so fucking hot. You've been staring at me all class, and this isn't the first time I've caught you. Your crush confuses but elates me and I hate that you keep denying it, but I want you so bad. You're driving me fucking mad, Thomas."

"Alexander..." Thomas trailed off, still in shock of the situation. He had to be dreaming, this was too good to be true... but if it was a dream, he may as well make the most of it while it lasted.

Trailing his hands down to Alex's hips, Thomas slipped his thumbs under his hoodie, realizing he wasn't wearing a shirt underneath. He gently rubbed the soft skin, relishing in how Alex bit his lip. The immigrant's expression was one of longing, need, his face flushed red as he stared up at the other man with desperate eyes, eyes still covered with those cute nerdy glasses that had started to slip down.

Thomas removed one of his hands from Alexander's body to push up the boy's glasses, smirking at how his cheeks grew redder. "What was that you said about going to your dorm? I'm interested in the offer."

Alexander quickly pulled back, grabbing Thomas's hand before speed walking down the hall. Thomas gladly followed him, feeling extremely giddy. He never would've thought that this could ever happen, even Alex holding his hand was something that sent tingles down his spine. Having sex with this gorgeous man- hell, even just a bit more kissing- would be a dream come true.

With the quick pace they were moving at, it wasn't long until they arrived at the dorms. Alexander stopped at one of the doors, letting go of Thomas's hand to grab his keys from his pocket. Thomas simply couldn't hold himself back any longer as he hugged Alex from behind while he fumbled with the keys, leaving a few soft kisses down his neck. He smiled at hearing Alexander's breath hitch.

"You needy bastard, you just can't wait, can you?" Alex muttered while he unlocked the door. He pulled away as he opened the door, dragging Thomas inside and closing it behind them.

"You have any roommate that might walk in on us?" Thomas couldn't help but ask as he was pulled into a bedroom. He was growing excited, the tent that had started forming him his pants being proof of that.

"I told John I was gonna seduce you and bring you here, so we're good. He'll stay away. Now..." Alexander smirked as he turned around, looking up at Thomas. "Let's stop talking and start acting."

"I don't mind if I do~." Thomas leaned down, capturing Alex's lips with his own. His hand slipped under the shorter man's hoodie and trailed up his back, making Alexander let out a small sound into the kiss. He wrapped his arms around Thomas's neck, and started walking backwards, pulling him towards the bed.

Alexander fell back onto the bed, pulling Thomas with him so that he was on top. The Virginian pulled back from the kiss to take a good look at the shorter man. His face was flushed red, hair spread out on the bed making a halo around his head, and he was obviously hot and bothered, panting softly as he stared up at Thomas, glasses slightly askew. It was everything Thomas had fantasized about- almost everything. If he could get Alexander to beg for him, things would be even more perfect.

His fantasies were shattered in an instant, when to his surprise, Alexander flipped them over, gripping onto Thomas as he rolled to swap their positions. Now Alex was on top, smirking down at Thomas. "What, did you really think I'd let you dominate me? I have one rule, Thomas. I top."

"You have to be fucking kidding me..." Thomas muttered, though he got a strange thrill from Alexander being on top of him.

The shorter man's smirk grew as he leaned down, nipping at Thomas's earlobe. "You like this, don't you~? C'mon Thomas, don't deny it. I'm gonna make you weak for me~." He lowered his hips to grind down on Thomas, and the spike of pleasure that shot through him was enough to make him whimper. "Good~ be as noisy as you want, I wanna hear it all."

Alexander started kissing down his neck, but it wasn't gentle. He pressed down roughly, nipping and sucking hard enough to leave marks. Thomas knew it was on purpose, of course the asshole wanted everyone to know he was Alex's bottom. He couldn't hold back small noises at the feeling, embarrassingly high pitched sounds of pleasure escaping his throat.

"Such a slut for me, aren't you~?" Alexander purred against his skin before pulling back, only to take off his hoodie and toss it aside. He began working on Thomas's shirt, unbuttoning it and letting his cold fingers graze the skin below. Thomas shuddered at every touch, staring up at Alexander and letting his eyes wander over his bare chest.

"You like what you see?" Alex asked with a smug look on his face, one that made Thomas want to slap him and kiss him again at the same time. Before he had a chance to respond, Alexander was fulfilling his second desire, pressing their lips together as he pulled out the last button. He forced his tongue into Thomas's mouth, something he didn't object to, as he started grinding down again. Thomas tangled his hands in Alexander's silky soft hair as he ground back up against him, letting out a soft moan into the heated kiss. He couldn't deny that Alex was good at this, and only wanted more of him.

Soon, Alexander broke the kiss, gazing down at Thomas hungrily. He started working at unbuckling the taller one's belt, before meeting his eyes with a fondness Thomas had never seen from him before. "You sure you want this? I mean... me?"

"I'm not a whore, Alexander. I don't just go for sex with anyone who asks." Thomas huffed, but offered Alexander a slight smile. "Yes, I want you. You're all I want."

Alex smiled a bit, giving a quick nod. "Good... because I badly want you."

All clothing was quickly discarded in a flurry of touches, neither able to take their hands off the other. Alexander reached over to his side table, opening the drawer to pull out a bottle of lube. Having it so handy made Thomas wonder just how often Alex did this.

Alexander squirted out a bit onto his fingers, then without warning he poked one into Thomas's entrance. He let out a small gasp at the sudden intrusion, the strange feeling being new to him. Alex started thrusting his finger, quickly adding a second to stretch him out. Just as Thomas was starting to get used to the sensation, the fingers were pulled back out.

"You ready?" Alex asked, lining himself up and looking down at Thomas. He pushed his legs apart, making Thomas grow even more flustered than he was before.

Thomas gave a quick nod, bracing himself. "Yeah, I'm ready, just put it in..."

He had been half expecting Alexander to tease him some more, or make him beg, something kinky, so he was a little surprised when he actually listened, and wholeheartedly so. Alex had pushed all the way in with one harsh thrust, causing Thomas to cry out, tears pricking at his eyes.

"Ow- fuck! That's my second virginity Alex, be gentle!" Thomas hissed out, grasping at the bedsheets. To his relief, Alexander didn't make any other movement aside from the initial thrust.

"I know, I know, sorry." Alexander leaned down, gently kissing him on the cheek. The comforting action brought a spark of warmth to Thomas, but he was suffering a little too much to show it. "It's just like ripping off a bandaid, y'know? Except with much greater rewards. Just tell me when I can move."

After about a minute, the pain started melting away, turning into a strange new pleasure. "You can move..." Thomas said, and let out a shaky moan when Alexander complied.

He pulled almost all the way out before slamming back in, causing both of them to let out a moan. Alexander set a rough pace, and though Thomas had complained about his roughness before, he was loving it now. He felt himself moaning with every thrust, staring up at Alexander's attractive form as he was pounded into. Alex's moans had to be the hottest sound Thomas had ever heard, and the hands on his hips, the lust filled eyes staring down at him, the glasses over being slightly askew, it was like a dream.

It only got better when Thomas felt Alexander slam into that special bundle of nerves, bringing him to a whole new level of pleasure. "Alex~! Fuck, r-right there!" He cried out, and Alexander angled his thrusts to hit that spot every time.

Thomas could feel a knot forming inside him, threatening to break free. "I-I'm close~!" He exclaimed, and it wasn't long before he reached his climax. He released all over Alex's chest, and soon, he could feel himself being filled while Alexander let out a loud moan.

Alexander pulled out, collapsing on the bed next to Thomas. The two laid side by side, panting as they came down from their high. Thomas turned his head to look at Alexander, who in turn shifted himself closer, snuggling up to Thomas. This surprised him a bit, but he gladly accepted, wrapping an arm around Alex.

"That was fucking amazing..." Thomas breathed out, absentmindedly running a hand through Alex's hair.

Alexander looked up at him, a bit of a smirk on his face. "It was... we should do it again sometime."

"We should... but I have one condition." Thomas pressed a soft kiss so Alexander's forehead. "I top."

"Deal." Alex replied with no hesitation. "But for now... stay." He closed his eyes as he hugged Thomas close, making the warm feeling inside him only grow. He would have no problems meeting this demand.