Tango (John Laurens X Reader)

Tango (John Laurens x Reader)

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Warnings- smut, i was three sentences into writing this story when I realized it was gonna be kinda kinky why am I like this

Also, I’m teaching you a very useful skill in this I hope you ctach it, it comes in handy.

Request- “What about a modern AU where y/n is practicing w the Schuyler sisters for the talent show & they’re doing cell block tango&John sees &ends up spying & can’t take his eyes off y/n but gets caught all flustered trying to hide the fact he’s v turned on?”

A/N- I had to stray from the request a little but I don’t think you guys will mind ;) I also made it a high school AU because why not

Song- (hm i wonder what song i’m gonna use for this) Cell Block Tango

Words- 4,234

“Are you sure we’re gonna be able to do this? It’s kind of a lot.” Peggy asked. Angelica gave her a stern look. 

“It’s too late to worry about that. We’ve already gotten all the people we need and memorized all the words.” she said. 

“I just hope the teachers won’t yell at us for being too sexual…” Theodosia said quietly. 

“Don’t worry. I made sure we won’t get yelled at.” Angelica said to Theo before winking at you. You laughed and rolled your eyes at her. 

“She totally banged Principal Washington, didn’t she?” Alexander whispered to you. 

“That is disgusting.” Lafayette said. 

You held up a small leather bra to your best friend. “Are we doing costumes today?” 

Angelica shrugged. “We could. I think we should definitely do heels so we get used to them.” 

You nodded in agreement and sat against the wall to pull on the black stiletto lace ups. Your phone chimed beside you, so you pulled it out of your bag and unlocked it. 

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” you whispered. Angelica turned to with a concerned face. “Charles isn’t fucking doing it!” You held out your phone. 

“What?” several people asked. 

“Yeah! He says that since we broke up he doesn’t want to do it anymore.” 

“I told you not to date him,” Lafayette mumbled. 

“Are you serious? We already cut one section because we didn’t have enough people!” Angelica threw her arms up into the air.

“And because none of you speak Hungarian or do ballet.” Alexander pointed out. Angelica glared at him and took your phone, reading Charles’ messages several times.

“Did you tell him that he doesn’t have to dance with you? We could move partners around.” Eliza suggested. 

You nodded. “He doesn’t care. He’s being such a bitch.” You groaned, hitting your head against the wall. 

“Well uh, John could probably replace him,” Alex suggested. Your eyes widened with terror.

“Yeah, that’s perfect!” Hercules agreed. 

“Would he even know what to do?” Angelica asked. 

“Oh yeah totally. He’s watched us practice before.” Alexander said, pulling his phone out.

Aaron slapped his palm against his own face. “Alexander…”  

“He what?” you seethed. 

Alex looked up from his phone to various shocked faces, mostly coming from the women of the group. “Oh was I not to supposed to…” He held his phone up to his ear quickly. “Hey, Laurens!” Everyone listened intently to Alex talking. “He’ll do it.” Alex mouthed to Angelica. She breathed a sigh of relief. 

“Crisis averted!” She clapped her hands and smiled at you. You nodded and continued putting the shoes on. Yeah, crisis averted, except that John Laurens was half the reason you and Charles broke up. 

John seemed like a nice guy, but he hit on you all the time. Especially when Charles was around it seemed. You were never quite sure if he was just doing it because he and his friends all hated Charles or if he was genuinely interested in you. Either way, this would be a crisis of another kind.  

John came into the small dance room about twenty minutes later. 

“Thank god!” Angelica said breathing heavily. You all stopped dancing. John smiled and put his keys and wallet on the floor. You felt nervousness build up in your stomach. “We have like an hour left to practice, but we’ll probably  run through your part a few times first.” Angelica smiled at you. Your chest was heaving and you were pulling your hair up into a ponytail, having already broken a sweat from the dancing. “You’re lucky,” Angelica continued, turning back to John. “Your part is easy. Y/N does most of the work.” 

John looked past her and smirked at you. “Sounds great,” he said. You crossed your arms over your chest and rolled your eyes. You regretted dancing in just a sports bra and athletic shorts, but it was too hot for anything else. Your heels clicked on the polished wood floor as you walked back over to the makeshift cages you and Angelica had worked so hard on. You grabbed the red silk handkerchief and held it out. John walked over to you and took it carefully. 

“That goes in your mouth.” you explained. 

“Kinky,” he smirked. You looked to Angelica, but she gave you a look that said you had no option.

You sighed. “Yeah, you’ve gotta keep it there the whole time we’re dancing. Can you do that?” 

He laughed. “There’s a lot of things my mouth can do.” 

You groaned as he high-fived Alexander. “Can we just run through the moves?” 

“Yeah, let’s do that,” Angelica said quickly. 

You walked behind the cage while Angelica gave him a brief overview of what he’d have to do. He smiled and nodded. You looked at him. 

“I’m gonna walk forward like this.” You did a normal walk instead of the usually sexy one. John listened to you intently and you were surprised at how focused he seemed. You walked up to him and placed your hand on his shoulder. He put his on your waist and met your eyes, You nodded. “Yeah like that. Then you have to lift me up. He grinned and turned slightly, putting his hand on the other side of your waist. He held you into the air. You squeezed his waist with your thighs. “Okay, this is the really hard part.” The others watching started to laugh, and you rolled your eyes. “Guys, this is serious! He could get hurt. This took Charles days to get right, remember?” They all nodded and stayed silent. “Okay good.” You turned your head back to John. “You have to lay with your back on the ground, but you have to do it super quickly and still try not to like get a concussion or anything.” He nodded. “Oh, and I have to stay on top of you.” You added quickly. 

“I wouldn’t have you anywhere else.” he smiled. 

You put a hand on your face. “Just be careful, alright?” John nodded and started to move. He fell to the floor quickly, and you stuck one of your legs out, stopping yourself before you landed completely on top of him. Your hands were pushed against his rising chest. 

“Like that?” he asked, looking from you to Angelica. Her face was pure shock, and you had to admit, you felt the same. 

“Yeah…yeah that was just like the choreography from the movie.” Angelica’s eyes met yours. 

“Well, I’ve seen the movie so…” John said like it was the most obvious thing. You frowned and looked down at him. “You are doing the choreography from the movie right?”

“You like musicals?” you asked, ignoring his question

“Yeah of course I do.” His arms moved against the floor.

“Okay…” You pursed your lips. “Anyway, then I’m gonna do some…stuff, and then I lean down and take the cloth out of your mouth with my teeth,” you explained. John nodded, still listening intently. “So when I roll off of you and you get up we start to do that tango thing.” You stood up quickly and so did he. 

“Right, I think I remember.”   

“So you do this.” You showed him the pose he needed to do. “and make sure your hands are here because I grab onto them.” 

He mimicked your motion. You grabbed his hand, kicked and ran around him. “When I get here,” You grabbed his right arm. “Stick this arm out and I’ll fall into it.” He did as he was told, but you looked from him to Angelica. 

“I’m not gonna drop you, okay?” he said. You sighed and leaned back into his arm. You kicked into the air slowly, before letting him dip you completely. The two of you looked to Angelica. She breathed out slowly. 

“Yeah, it’s good. It’s really good,” she commented. You checked your positions in the mirror in front of you. The lines were really impressive and clean. John smiled and flipped you up quickly, taking your hands and walking backward. You furrowed your brow. 

He shrugged. “I told you I’d seen the movie.” He spun you around and started to walk forward. The rest of the group started clapping loudly. He smiled and released you, you stepped back quickly. 

“Do we want to try it up to there with the music?” Angelica asked. The group nodded. All the girls took their places behind the turntable gates and the boys stood off to the side, most of them talking to John in hushed tones. Angelica hit play on her phone before setting it down by the speaker and running to her spot. You stood back from the gate, listening to the beginning of the song.

“Pop.” Theodosia said beside you. 

“Six.” you breathed. The song continued. 

Hercules walked to the center of the floor. “And now, the six married murderesses of the Cook County Jail in their rendition of…The Cell Block Tango.” 

After a few measures, you came forward and grabbed onto the bar, saying your word with aggression. You switched arms and threw your head back as you repeated that one word. Switching positions to the beat of the song, you stood with your legs spread far apart and stomped to the music as you sang along with your best friends. You propped one leg up and moved slowly down the bars. “If you’d of seen it…” you sang angrily before turning to Angelica with the rest of the girls.

Theodosia turned her gate to the side and walked out. Aaron stepped onto the floor. You sang softly with the others as they danced and Theo told her story, stomping your foot when you needed to. You glanced at John and he nodded, so you turned your ‘jail cell’ to the side. He positioned himself so that he was facing you. You walked out swaying your hips. 

“I met Ezekiel Young from Salt Lake City about two years ago.” You put your arm on him like you had before, moving your head side to side as you continued to tell your story. He pulled you into him and lifted you, turning to the side so that the imaginary audience could see your profiles. You tangled your hand in his hair, which you noted was very shiny and soft, and pulled on it as you talked. His eyes turned dark. You gave him a nervous look, but just as he had before, he fell perfectly without hurting you or himself. 

“Single my ass.” you hissed. You pushed your hands into his chest, and spread your legs out straight to the sides, lowering yourself against him slowly. You leaned down towards his face and stared forward, which happened to mean you were looking a mirror. You sat up quickly. 

“One of those Mormons, you know?”

You looked down at John, placing your hands on either side of his head. He looked…nervous? You leaned down and pushed your chest against his, running your hands through his hair. 

“I fixed him his drink as usual.” 

You pressed your lips to his, drawing the cloth out with your tongue and grabbing it between your teeth. You placed your hands back on him and started slowly sitting up, squeezing your arms to your chest.

“You know some guys just can’t hold their a-” You breath caught with surprise, your eyes widening slightly. Was that? Oh God, it was. You let the handkerchief fall from your mouth. John pressed his hands to his face. 

“You should’ve just ignored it.” he groaned. Angelica ran over to the speaker and stopped the track. 

“What happened?” she looked to you. You struggled to find words, but your mouth just hung open. You moved off of John quickly and sat on the floor a distance away. His face was mostly obscured by his hands, but from what you could see, it was red. 

“Did John?” Hercules started. 

“Oh my god!” Alexander burst out laughing, clutching his chest.

“She’s not wearing like…any clothes!” John defended. 

“Okay…I think that’s enough work for today.” Angelica declared. You stood and walked over to your stuff, quickly pulling a shirt on. 

“What? What happened?” Peggy asked. 

“Nothing.” Eliza said quickly. The group agreed on another time to meet and slowly started leaving. You grabbed your things and walked out with Angelica and Eliza. 

“Hey Y/N.” You turned around and saw John standing there, staring at you. “Can I talk to you?” he asked. You looked to Angelica. She just raised her eyebrows suggestively. You rolled your eyes and looked back to him. 

“Yeah sure.” You hugged Angelica and Eliza goodbye and walked back down the hall to John. “What?” you asked, not looking him in the eye. You felt his hand wrap around your arm, and you were pulled back into the room. Before you could protest, John slammed the door shut using your body. He put his hands on either side of your head, and you watched the way his blood pulsed through the veins bulging out of his forearms.

“What the fuck!” you protested. You pushed him to the side, but he grabbed your arm and held it against the door. 

“Why’d you embarrass me like that?” he asked, his eyes squinted at you.

“It’s not my fault you can’t handle yourself.” you laughed, but it turned into a gasp when his hand went to your hip and he pushed you into the door harder. His face dipped to your ear, and you arched your back slightly when you felt his lips ghost against your cheekbone. 

“Can you blame me?” he whispered. “Look at you.” You felt heat rush through your body, and your lips parted slightly. He pulled away and stared at you. “I heard you and Lee broke up.” he said casually, letting your arm drop and pressing his hand to the spot on the door next to your temple. You nodded, trying to swallow the lump forming in your throat. He smiled and brought his body closer to yours. “That’s a shame.” 

Electricity thrummed between you, and you wanted desperately to close the distance and make sparks fly, but your brain was telling you not to. “Y-yeah.” you said. 

John cocked his head to the side. “You seem nervous, Y/N.” 

“I…I’m- what are you doing?” you asked as he leaned forward and rubbed his nose against your jawline. 

“I’m just having a conversation with a pretty girl.” You felt his hot breath against your skin as he talked, and your lids fell over your eyes. His hand slipped underneath your shirt and pressed into the bare skin right above your hip bone. You let your head fall back against the door. He smiled and started to kiss your neck. You gripped onto his biceps as his hand started to move higher on your torso. 

“John we’re not even dating.” you said quickly with a raspy voice. 

“Tell me to stop and I will.” His hand stilled against your heated skin. You bit your lip and let your head move forward, considering the consequences. He pulled his head away from your neck and looked at you. 

“D-Do you have protection?” you stuttered. He smiled and pulled his wallet out of the pocket on his sweatpants and held it up to you.

“Always.” he confirmed. His finger danced along the skin of your leg. “It’s up to you. I can walk away.” Something about his tone told you he was already confident in your answer. He dropped his wallet on the floor and put his hand on your face, tilting your head upward. His lips ghosted over yours, just barely touching. His other hand continued to rub your thigh. 

“Don’t stop.” you whispered against his mouth. His lips turned upward into a smile before pressing against your forcefully. 

“Fuck!” You yelped in surprise when he grabbed your hips and pushed you harder into the door. His erection pressed into your leg. 

His teeth grazed the skin of your neck, right over you pulse. “I’m not known to play nice.” he said. His hands tightened on you, probably leaving bruises, as if to prove a point. “You still wanna do this?” 

You nodded quickly. “Please! I don’t care, just do what you whatever want with me, John.” 

He gave you devilish grin and closed his hand around your throat. 

“Good.” he spoke calmly. “Because you really pissed me off.” He leaned forward staring into your eyes. “Now I want revenge.” 

Your eyes widened slightly before he kissed you roughly again. You reached your hands down and pulled your shirt over your head before tugging on the bottom of John’s. He smiled and stripped it off. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pressed your body against him, bringing your lips back to his eagerly. His hands went to your hips where he hooked his fingers under the elastic of your shorts and underwear. With one short tug, they both fell to the floor, leaving you in just your sports bra. He pressed your back flat against the wall again and kissed your collarbone. You let out a breathy moan when you felt one of his fingers slide along your folds. He stepped back and looked into your eyes as he slowly pushed two fingers inside of you. You winced and tensed around them, but held his gaze. He pressed his other hand into the center of your chest, holding you to the door. He pulled his fingers down and pushed them in again. Your hands latched onto his arm. He smiled and started pumping in and out of you a little faster. You moaned and let your eyes flutter shut. 

“Oh god its…” you breathed. 

“Tell me.” John ordered. 

“It’s so good, John. Please, don’t stop.”  His thumb grazed against your clit, and you gasped, clenching your teeth. His hand pushing you against the door was the only reason you were still upright. “Please, I need…I need-”

“What?” he edged you on. “What do you need?”

You opened your eyes and saw a playful smile on his face. His fingers curled inside of you. 

“You!” you screamed, already shaking from the pleasure. “You. I want you!”

“Who?” he asked again. 

“You…John…John Laurens.” you panted. He hummed and pressed his lips to your jawline, his fingers moving faster. 

“What do you want him to do?” he asked. He bit into your shoulder lightly. 

“Fuck! Fuck me…” you whined. “I want John Laurens to fuck me.” 

He pulled away from you completely, and you fell to your knees, breathing heavily. You heard a smack beside you and looked to see his wallet on the ground. You hadn’t even noticed him pick it up. 

“Might was well do something useful while you’re down there.” He was standing over you, holding out a small silver package. You grinned and took it from him. You reached up and pulled on his sweatpants. They fell to the ground easily. You bit your lip and tugged on his boxers. He let out a quick breath when his erection sprang free. 

You smiled and tore the top off of the condom wrapper, exaggerating your movements. John watched you with a curious expression when you didn’t put it on him and instead brought it to your mouth. You placed the ring in the space between you teeth and lips, forming an ‘o’ with your mouth. His eyes widened slightly. You gripped the base of his cock and pinched the top of the condom to the roof of your mouth with your tongue. You put your lips around his tip and slowly moved your mouth down his shaft, rolling the condom out. When it was fully on, you pulled your mouth away and moved your lips against his tip for a moment. You looked up and met his eyes as you ran your hands along him, making sure all the air was out of the condom. His eyebrows were raised and there was a smile on his face. You grinned, feeling satisfied that you’d impressed him. 

He quickly kneeled down and put a hand on your back, pulling you against him as his lips moved against yours. You felt his cock press against your stomach and shivered with excitement. 

John started leaning backward and his legs spread out in front of him. You pulled away and furrowed your brow. His back hit the floor. “Angelica said you do most of the work in here.” A sly grinned stretched across his features. “Show me.” 

Your eyes widened as he laid his arms out flat against the floor like he had in the choreography. You stared down at him. He grabbed onto your ass with one hand and slapped it. “Do it” he commanded. You nodded quickly. He smiled and laid back against the floor again.

You used your hand to position his cock and slowly started to slide down on to him, propping yourself up with your hand on his chest. You closed your eyes and stopped. “All of it. You can do it.” John said. You took a slow breath and slid down the rest of the way. John groaned and let his head fall onto the hardwood floor. You put both hands on his chest and started to move up and down. Your legs pressed into his sides and your mouth hung open. 

You moaned loudly and squeezed your eyes shut, letting the adrenaline totally override your thoughts. Your body was growing more sensitive by the second. 

“Oh fuck,Y/N.” John choked. His hands went to your hips, and you started to move faster, crying out his name. You tossed your head back. Your fingers curled against his chest.”Look…” he whispered. You opened your eyes and saw his neck straining backward. You looked up and saw yourself in the mirror. Your body was shining with beads of sweat and your eyes were dark with lust. “Remember that.” John said firmly. “Remember how good I make you feel.” 

 He sat up quickly and held you against with his arm braced on your back. His other went to push your sports bra off. He threw it away, and it slid against the slick floor. He looked up and you and pulled on the ends of your hair, forcing you head back. “Yeah, just like that.” he whispered. 

John starting thrusting upward to meet you. Your chest heaved up and down. You rambled breathy sentences where every other word was a curse. John pressed his head into the space between your breasts, muffling his moans against your skin. Your nails scratched into his shoulders, leaving angry red stripes in their wake. Your heart was beating out of control, and you felt your ab muscles start to tighten. 

“John fuck! God please I need it. I’ve needed this.” 

John let out a breathy laugh. “Yeah so have I.” Your toes curled and your body started to grow tenser. 

“John…” you warned. 

“Do it.” he grunted, feeling you start to tighten. “Cum on me. Cum because of me.” With a loud cry, every muscle in your body seized, and you stilled, relinquishing a loud animalistic cry. John gripped your sides and thrust up into you, drawing your high out. He didn’t slow at all, not even as he bit into the skin at the hollow of your collarbone when he started to release into the condom, causing you to endure your longest orgasm to date. 

John pulled away from your chest and looked up at you. You slowly pulled off of him and sat on the floor. You ran a hand over your face and laid back on the cool floor. 

“Are…you okay?” John panted. 

“I’m so mad at myself.” you mumbled, still shaking slightly. There was a small moment of silence between you two. It was filled with thick tension. 

“I’m sorry.” John whispered. You opened your eyes and stared at him.  ”I-”

You cut him off. “We could have been having great sex this whole time, but I was tangoing with Charles.” John laughed loudly and laid down next to you. 

“I tried to tell you.” He ran a hand through his hair and took a deep breath. “Now it’s definitely gonna be hard when we’re doing the choreography.” he said. 

You furrowed your brow. “What? You did great today. It was-”

“No, Y/N.” He looked at you and nodded his head south. “It’s gonna be hard.” Your mouth formed a surprised circle. John laughed and pulled you in to kiss him.