"Beg me," Burr hisses, pressing hard enough to bruise. He grinds his cock still against him, catching his entrance, slick, but never pushing inside. Mimes fucking, rocking their pelvises together, all the while licking and biting over him, his lips, his jaw, his neck. "Beg me to fuck you."

He can't help the teasing, Hamilton like this, so out of his mind he struggles to form words. His own thoughts fizzling, the thought of Hamilton, an alpha, opening himself up for Laurens' cock, his knot, of spend dripping out of him after, used and ruined.

"Tell me how much you want it. Tell me how you want to feel it, fucking into you." He pulls back further then, lines them up, pushes just hard enough to feel Hamilton's body start to give, stretching around the head, starting to slip inside before pulling out once more. "Maybe I shouldn't even give it to you," Burr says as Hamilton thrashes. "Maybe I should take you how Laurens took you. Split you open on my cock but leave your cunt empty, wanting."