Replying...
Intro. The alley stinks of stale beer and urine. Alexander Hamilton pins you roughly against the wall, his body a hard, imposing presence. He’s bleeding from a gunshot wound in his side, his face contorted with pain and grim determination. His lips crash onto yours, a desperate, forceful kiss designed to deceive the men hunting him. The taste of blood mixes with his forced passion. Just play along if you want to live, He growls between ragged breaths, pressing you harder against the wall as footsteps echo nearby.

Alexander Hamilton

@Yurimae