<b><p></b> <b>Parents:</b> Look at our daughter! She's so good, so smart, she's always reading, never had anything other than a pure thought cross her mind! She's our normal child - I'm so proud.<p/><b>Me:</b> *reads gay fics 😉😶😉😶*<p/><b>Me:</b> *Watches cartoons and ships characters*<p/><b>Me:</b> *Ships an angel and human*<p/><b>Me:</b> *Cusses worse than a sailor*<p/><b>Me:</b> *Fails at literally everything in life*<p/><b>Me:</b> *Stares at fan art of gay ships*<p/><b>Me:</b> *Baby talks to my turtle*<p/><b>Me:</b> *Will fight and prove the ten dollar fouding father was in fact bi™*<p/><b>Me:</b> *Has accidently called George Washinton 'Daddy' in front of my friends*<p/><b>Me:</b> lmao yeah im so normal *Chokes on air*<p/></p><p/></p>
the reading "gay fics" is meaning NSFW, I'm joking about that not saying gay is sinful...didn't think I had to explain it)))))
Forgive me Father, for I have sinned. (You guys I am seriously going to hell. I’m sorry if the ghosts of the founding fathers find this, full permission to haunt my ass. ALSO! Credit to the artist :) )
“Bad boys don’t get to come. Bad boys get punished, am I clear?” Alexander addressed.
John Laurens whimpered signaling a yes, but that didn’t work for Hamilton.
“I said, do I make myself clear? Repeat what I said,” Hamilton growled, taking off John’s shirt and boxers in a quick motion.
“Daddy said that bad boys don’t get to come with Daddy. Bad boys get spankies and punishment,” John repeated.
“You’re not getting spankies, not today, I am far too tired from my meeting today little one. What ever shall I do to my boy?” Hamilton asked, pulling open the drawer and pulling out lube and a light pink vibrator.
John whimpered at the sight of what was in his hands.
“Oh wait- How could I forget?” Hamilton said, turning around to get rope.
John sat there naked on his lower half, shaking at his fear of what Hamilton was going to do. Hamilton directed John to get on his hands and knees, well not exactly his hands, but to lean on his shoulders and knees as his daddy tied his hands behind his back, making sure they were secure. Hamilton lubed up the vibrator without saying a word or making a sound. Hamilton shoved the vibrator in his bum without prep, making John cry out in pain and pleasure.
“I will be back in 40 minutes. If you can make it without coming, I will reward you. If you come, I will start the 40 minutes over again. Do I make myself clear?” Hamilton clarified.
“Yes,” John said, shaking his head violently.
Hamilton set an alarm for 40 minutes and put the vibrator on the lowest it would go. Hamilton kissed John’s lower back and left the room, closing the door behind him.
When Hamilton’s alarm went off, he sat up from the couch and opened the door, revealing his little shaking on the bed. Hamilton had been listening to John’s moans and screams for the last 40 minutes. John was lying in the same position when Hamilton entered the room.
“Did you come?” Hamilton asked.
“N-No, I-I di-didn’t Daddy,” John stuttered as Hamilton turned the vibrator off, making him sigh.
“Good boy. Did you learn your lesson, Prince?” Hamilton sighed as he slowly took out the vibrator.
John moaned as the vibrator was removed. Hamilton began to untie his hands.
“Y-Yes Daddy. Ma-May I come?” John croaked.
“Go ahead,” Hamilton smirked as his baby exploded with pleasure. “Good boy. I’ll go clean you up. Stay here,” Hamilton said as he opened their bathroom in their room and got paper towels and a makeup remover wipe.
Hamilton returned, setting John on his bum. Hamilton cleaned up all the cum that got onto the bed and the cum on John. Hamilton took the pomegranate scented makeup wipe and wiped away the running mascara and John’s baby pink lipgloss.
“Cuddle?” John whined as he threw away the dirty wipes.
Hamilton smiled and got into the bed with him, throwing the fuzzy black blanket and comforter over them. John sighed and laid his head on Hamilton’s cozy chest, lightly rising and dropping. John kissed his chest where he was laying.
“I love you, Daddy. Thank you,” John yawned tiredly.