what we do when daylight fades
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“And who are you?” he said and turned, made his way over to Alexander’s desk, unhurried and as if he didn’t have a care in the world. Alexander’s nostrils flared with the renewed heat in his abdomen–for very different reasons than before–and he slapped his palms flat to the table and launched himself from his chair, leaning over the desk and glaring at the General, who to his chagrin only seemed to become more amused by the second.
“I’m Alexander Hamilton,” he bit out. “I’m a man.”
Washington stopped in front of his desk and crossed his arms over his chest. The man had to look down at him, and Alexander straightened up to lessen the height difference.
It didn’t work very well; the top of his head still only just reached up to Washington’s nose.
…another kind of warmth stirred in his gut.
God-fucking-damned.
“No,” Washington said with a small grin and reached out to tap two of his fingers up against his chin, like he was a child- “You’re no man. You’re a boy.”
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Or, Alexander tries really hard to fuck his commander.
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- Part 1 of what we do when daylight fades
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when midnight strikes behind closed doors by bitch_I_might_be
Fandoms: Hamilton - Miranda
26 Oct 2022
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This was going way better than he had anticipated; of course he knew Washington was interested in John–because who wouldn’t be, he was gorgeous and well-built and just enough of a challenge to make it fun–but his concern had lain with John himself. His disapproval of Alexander’s relationship with their commander had made him doubtful of his willingness to participate in said relationship, but he had worried for naught.
John loved Alexander, but he also loved the safety a guiding hand of an imposing older man provided.
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Or, John and Washington share Alexander, much to his delight.
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- Part 2 of what we do when daylight fades
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the late nights, the early hours (we are together) by bitch_I_might_be
Fandoms: Hamilton - Miranda
03 May 2023
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“My son is older than you, actually,” came the rather late and clipped response, and Alexander pursed his lips.
“Your son, huh,” he mused and gave a sharkish grin, a scheme taking shape behind his forehead. “I take it you consider yourself more than just his stepfather?”
A dangerous, dangerous manoeuvre he was attempting, one that might very well get him thrown out of Washington's bed if it went awry, but… he had a hunch. From the way his General reacted to some of his teasing, the way he acted towards him in general, even the pet names he so carefully picked out.
And, well. Alexander wasn’t above admitting to his own deep-seated issues if it meant exploiting Washington’s at the same time–and securing himself a good, thorough fucking while he was at it.
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Or, Alexander, after months of fucking some old man, finally admits to himself that he has daddy issues. It goes as well as one would expect.
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- Part 3 of what we do when daylight fades
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“I really want the General to fuck you.”
John whipped his head around to face him, choking on nothing. The blood rushed to his cheeks, a scarlet flush eclipsing the constellations of freckles he had just admired.
“Excuse me?” he sputtered, nearly stumbling over just the two words.
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“Sir,” Alexander said a few minutes after the last man had left the office.
“Alexander?” The scratching of his quill didn’t cease, but for once, he didn’t mind.
“I really want you to fuck John.”
Washington halted his quill so abruptly that the tip snapped off, but didn’t raise his gaze from his documents. Alexander rested his chin on his fist and bared his teeth in a grin without an ounce of shame.
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Or, Alexander gets what he wants–as usual.
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- Part 4 of what we do when daylight fades