wowie some fluff for you kids. Momma loves ya!

Third Person POV (because plot)

Saturday, 5:54 pm, Hercules' bedroom

Lafayette had come over to Hercules' apartment to do Mr.Washington's assignment. They both decided to do the Battle of Yorktown. 1781.

They were both in his bedroom working on his bed, Hercules the one typing on his laptop (since he was more fluent in English and less likely to make spelling or phrasing errors), while Lafayette went through their notes and textbook and helped Hercules piece the information together.

"So, David Diggs, not to be confused with Daveed Diggs, was a nobleman from France who provided French to Christopher Jackson's army. Lin-Manuel Miranda helped as his aide-de-camp; all of these combined forces helped America win the battle. That's basically in a nut shell what we wrote so far. What's left on the rubric?" Hercules said turning to Laf.

Laf scanned through the rubric. "What would be different if it happened today.... Well, the weapons and how quickly news traveled and such." Herc nodded as he began typing it all down, Laf helping him along the way.

A half hour later they were done. They both collapsed on the bed and sighed in relief.

"Done! Now, we just need to print it and it'll be ready for Monday.." Herc said.

"Say, Hercules?" His voice caught the attention of said man.

"Are your parents coming home soon? Or do you live alone since you are eighteen?" He asked. Hercules visibly tensed at the question and looked slightly uncomfortable and almost... sad?

"Um, yeah, I live alone. My parents... they died along time ago.." Lafayette's eyes widened in shock. His heart fell at his words. "I-.. I'm so sorry...I didn't mean to-"

"It's fine.. they.. they were murdered, and I lived with a relative till I was eighteen, then I moved out." There was a tense silence in the room the was uncomfortable for the two.

"My father was killed when I was young. I don't remember him too much, but my mother also told me how he was such a wonderful man.. So electric and, how you say, cha- charitami..-"

"Charismatic?"

"Yeah! And, for what it's worth, I just.. I'm glad they helped make you the wonderful man you are today."

Hercules was taken aback by Laf's words.

Even Lafayette was taken aback at what he said.

But he meant it.

Every word.

Unknowingly, the two were inching closer to one another.

They looked into each other's eyes, with almost a sense of want-- no, need.

"Lafayette, I-- both your parents must have been wonderful for you to be this wonderful.." he cooed back.

"Hercules..~" Lafayette cooed, almost moaned.

And something snapped in both of them. As if the thing that was holding both of them back was no longer there.

And in that moment,

they closed the gap between them,

and smashed their lips together.

Oh, how the two have wanted to get a taste of the other. Even if it started of as innocent kissing, it quickly got hotter. Their tongues fought for dominance, which Hercules easily won. He pinned Laf to the bed, a gasp escaping the Frenchman's lips. Their lips parted and Herc began kissing his neck, making Laf groan here and there. Then he found it. His weak spot. And when he did, oh how the man moaned. It was the sweetest thing Hercules had every heard, and it drove his lustful demons wild. He continued to attack his weak spot, the submissive man let out a string of mewls and moaned, and called Hercules name. Herc's hands traveled down his waist and palmed Lafayette's now evident crotch, driving the Frenchman crazy. And just before their lust took over...

Hercules realized what he was doing.

And immediately stopped.

He got off of Lafayette and the bed and back away in surprise. Laf sat up confused, with a dark red mark now evident on the crook of his neck. He amost looked hurt.

"W-Why did you.."

"I-I'm so sorry! I shouldn't have forced anything on you, I--" He ran his hands through his short curly hair, but when he turned his gaze back to Lafayette, he was putting on his jacket and running out the door.

"Wai-"

But he was already gone.

There was no point in running after him, since he probably hates him now.

Hercules sat on his bed in defeat for a few minutes in silence before breaking it, yelling,

"GOD FUCKING DAMN IT!!!"

~

woah two updates in one night look at me making it up to my kids for not updating in a while

but in all seriousness-- this is where the angst begins! And my original plan at the beginning of writing this chapter was fluff, but somehow it turned smutty REAL QUICK.

anyways, hope you liked it! see you in the next update ya cinnababes.

Ciao!

-Ronnie