Lafayette stood there, completely baffled at the small boy ranted in English, he was yet to learn the language of angry Alexander. He was baffled at how fast the boy spoke nonesense. He couldn't understand a single word.

"Fuck you" Lafayette said simply with a small smile, hoping the boy would calm down

"THE FUCK YOU SAY TO ME YOU FRENCH FUCKER!?" He screamed, his hair had fallen over his face and his pale skin was dark red and his office was a mess.

"Fuck you?" He repeated "You must Fuck you." He laid his head on the boys shoulder, leaving small kisses on his neck. He didn't even bother listening at this point when Alexander tried to explain that he needed to say 'Calm down' not 'fuck you'

Alexander sighed and let him do his thing. See, Washington hired the cute French man for the men in the office who needed him, to rant to, help with work or just to chat.

See, Alexander really enjoyed using this new French man, he'd had sex with him multiple times and in almost every room in the office.

Lafayette pulled Alexander to his desk and sat atop of it, letting out a cute giggle "Papa~?" He purred "Do you need to cool down~?" He whispered, pulling the man closer by his tie. Leaving kisses all over the stress man'sneck and pulling them closer, giggling at the feeling of their crotches pushed together. Rolling his eyes at the man's already tight erection in the suit.

He let out a cute yelp as Alexander pushed him down on the desk, pulling down his tight jeans, desperately nipping at his thighs as he worked off his own pants. "Condom, Mister?" Lafayette asked softly.

Alexander groaned and looked up "I'm out, darling"

'Huh?"

"Non" he sighed. Shaking his head. Lafayette let him off a few times, he's sure once more won't hurt.

"Non, condom." Lafayette crossed his arms and huffed

"Laf-"

"Non."

He stood up and groaned, pulling his pants up and sitting behind his desk, rummaging around for a condom of any sort. His eyebrows were furrowed and he obviously was palming himself softly.

Lafayette waited patiently as the man searched. Letting his mind wonder and roam in his mind, wondering why the fuck he done this, I mean, hell, this Washington paid him good money but this was so down grading.

"Mon Ami?" He asked Alexander, facing the frustrated man.

"What?" He asked meekly, still searching

"I am leaving"

"Wha-"

"How you say...Peace father flipper"

"Mother fucker"

"Huh?"

"Nothing."

Lafayette skipped out and giggled, making his way to George's office. Once he arrived, he sat on the man's lap and left a hard kiss on the man's plump lips "I...how...I quit!!" He chirped "Bai!"

"What?"

"You may not sell off my body for your angry workers"

George blinked "I never...Son, I adopted you to live with me...What? Body for my workers?"

"Huh? But Mister Jefferson sa-"

George sighed meekly and cringed "You're sixteen, son. Don't sleep with people. Go to my home...our home, you are no longer coming to the work place..."

"Ah."

//I wrote this years ago and reading over it, it sounds very wrong. I'm so sorry.😂