#chubby hamilton

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I should pick up my sketch book, i haven't drawn in a while 😅

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Alexander is currently cleaning the kitchen. He was a bit irritated cleaning alone. His older kids hadn't even offered to help and he could hear them upstairs doing god knows what, but he swallowed his pride and kept going, starting to wipe down the counters.

[ask-chubby-hamilton]

"Oh, by the way, Happy Pride month! I'm a very proud Bi man."

He chuckles softly.

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John woke up slowly, stretching his limbs before sitting up in bed. He yawned before looking over at Alexander's spot on the bed, only to find it empty. He sighed and rubbed his eyes before getting out of bed, looking around to see if he could find where Alexander had gone. He looked over ìn the closet, only to find Alex's shoes and jacket were gone.

💭Ah, so he's outside. Where's my phone..?💭

John walked over to the nightstand, now seeing that Alex's phone was gone too, further solidifying his belief. He took his phone off the charger and unlocked it before calling Alexander.

Calling...

My Alexander 🥰

Alexander was outside on a run when he felt his phone buzzing in his pocket. He stopped and sat on a nearby bench, wiping his face with his shirt before pulling out his phone.

Johnny 💋 is calling...

He picked up the call, putting his phone to his ear.

"H- hey, Hun. What's up..?"

He asked through light pants for breath.

[ask-chubby-hamilton]

use the diaper >:3

Alexander's cheeks darkened with embarrassment.

"No! W- why would I do that...?!"

[ask-chubby-hamilton]

*makes Alex wear a diaper*

Alexander was playing Marvel Rivals when he felt a plush feeling in his pants. He closed the game and got up, standing in front of his mirror. He peeked into his pants and he cheeks started to burn.

"Wha- what the!? This isn't funny, anon!"

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John held Alexander from behind, his hands trailing down to his belly, giving it a gentle squeeze. His face was buried into his neck, breathing in Alex's scent, a mix of something sweet and a natural musk.

Alexander felt John snake up behind him, but did nothing to stop him. He felt John's hands on his belly and his cheeks darkened slightly, his cold hands a sharp contrast to his own warmth. They were both standing in front of the mirror in their room, Alexander was about change out of his (very tight) pajamas.

"Hi, John.."

He said softly, opening his neck a bit so John could be more comfortable. Even after all this time, Alexander was still surprised by the things his husband did—and that he even liked him—his actions never failing to catch him off guard, if only for a few moments.

"You're... cuddly this morning.."

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Fatass

"Just going straight for it, huh...? No 'Hi, how are you...?'"

Alexander sighs.