property of lauren

bluemelodia  asked:

HELLO I WAS TOLD BY paternalpadfoot THAT YOU COULD GIVE ME AN IN-DEPTH BREAKDOWN ON THE WHOLE DEAL WITH JOHN LAURENS SO I AM HERE FOR THAT THANKS

HELLO I AM ASSUMING THAT BY “THE WHOLE DEAL WITH JOHN LAURENS” YOU MEAN “TELL ME EVERYTHING YOU KNOW ABOUT JOHN LAURENS,” AND I CAN DO EXACTLY THAT (also sorry that it took me forever to answer this)

Putting this under a read-more because it’s 2,600 words long

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Government Property (John Laurens x Reader)

“(Y/N),” John breathed out, raspy and weak. He gasped in slight pleasure as his wife’s lips trailed across his exposed neck. “Please,” His hands clenched the fabric of her dress, grabbing her by the shoulders and desperately trying to pull her close to him. (Y/N) smirked, and brought her lips down on the place where John’s jaw met his neck. His biggest weak spot. He moaned loudly as she bit and sucked, making a flustered mess of a man. She pulled away, admiring the fresh mark left behind, as well as the assortment of purples, blues and reds that she had painted on his neck. Still not satisfied, John grabbed her arm and dragged her under the covers, his hands roving her body, craving her, her touch, her lips, her-

A loud knock brought (Y/N) out of her reverie. Her cheeks painted a faintly embarrassed shade of red, she stood up, smoothing the fabric of her dress before answering the door. A messenger stood at the patio, holding a letter. He handed it to her, bid her goodbye, and rushed off without another word. More intrigued than confused, (Y/N) examined the seal. She didn’t recognize it, and broke the letter open, pulling out a crumpled paper. She read the neat, elegant handwriting aloud. 

“Dear (Y/N) Laurens, 

I understand that you and your husband, lieutenant colonel John Laurens, must maintain a close relationship as newlyweds and lovers. It is perfectly reasonable that you assume very close quarters in your partnership. But I advise against any sort of disorderly conduct, including damages to government property.” She raised an eyebrow, curious as to where this was going. Though a very embarrassing idea was coming to mind. 

“I cannot press this any further: damages to property(s) belonging to Congress or any branch of Congress’s forces is a serious offense, punishable by a hefty fine…” She skipped several paragraphs, stopping at the bottom. 
“Sincerely, General George Washington.” 

(Y/N) frowned, thinking hard. What could he possibly mean by “damages?” She hadn’t hurt him in any way. In the month that he stayed at their shared home, the only thing she had done to him was…

Oh. 

Oh.

The next time John returned home (which was a good two months later, courtesy of General Washington) (Y/N) made sure to leave even more evident “damage” on him. And John would be lying if he claimed that he didn’t enjoy every second of it. 

(sorry this is so short ;-;)