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[iniquiticity]

so i know greenhouses isnt exactly a NSFW universe, but that where i at rn so bear with me: the reciprocity rule, played out as hamilton gives in to how much he wants washington now that they arent always at each others throats.

it’s so late that washington can see the sun peeking over the horizon the following morning by the time they finally get back from the ball. he’s always known he’s an exceptionally capable dancer, and hamilton’s a quick leaner and has the stamina of his age, and he’s pretty sure he could dance with his husband until the end times, if such a thing ever happened. hamilton loose with wine and danced out in their carriage is something washington could look at forever.

by the time lafayette’s gotten them both vaguely undressed and into their bedroom (’their’ still seems odd to him), hamilton’s shooting him unsubtle smirks, and washington offers him a smile out of the corner of his mouth. hamilton pushes him to their bed, and he goes easy, warm lust curling his stomach.

“oh, your excellency,” hamilton says, in a mocking whine like john adams, “your excellency, you cannot comprehend this trouble that i’ve managed us into but i will pretend it is your trouble. it is only i am too stupid and much too wealthy, you see.”

“sir,” washington says, in a weak chastisement. hamilton crawls into his lap and pulls off his sleepshirt, and kisses his neck. washington gives into his desire and lets his hand slide up hamilton’s powerful thighs and across his stomach. “we shall have to find away to re-appropriate that wealth.”

“we shall,” hamilton replies. “but first, there are more important tasks.”

“i do think that there are,” washington rumbles, and pulls hamilton’s mouth to his.