Edit from August 2018

Right Guys, this chapter was not one of my favourites and when reading it back, in prep for this story to continue in September, I was disappointed with how lacking and childish it sounded. I wrote this chapter over 2 years ago and my writing style and my ideas have changed and developed a lot since then. So for the greater portion of this chapter, I have either moved sections around or like the wedding night scene, I have completely re-written it. I feel that time is more coherent in this new layout and the sex scene is written from an adults perspective rather than from a semi-sexual teen. I hope you like the changes, please let me know in the reviews!.


Chapter Summary -

Alexander and Eliza get married and experience all that marital life has to offer.


"There Eliza" proclaimed Angelica fixing her veil.

Eliza looked in the mirror. She looked perfect.

Her wedding dress was a delicate white with light cream details on the bodice and trimming the outer layers of the dress. It was a respectability low neckline, with tiny pieces of lace trimming around her breasts. The sleeves ended at the beginning of her forearm and small ruffles of white and cream lace accentuated the fabric.

Eliza had opted to go without a huge train so her dress hung just lower than her shoes. The veil which had belonged to their great-grandmother had been delicately laid over her hair which Angelica had spent most of the morning pulling into a delicate bun.

"How are you feeling?" asked Angelica leaning on her sister's shoulder.

Eliza sighed "I don't think I have ever felt this happy"

"Where is the lucky bride?" called a voice.

Both women turned towards the door and saw their brother John enter the room.

"She's over here, and looking more beautiful than ever!" called Angelica with a smile.

"When did my little sister become so beautiful?" smiled John bending down to kiss her cheeks.

"And when did my brother become so handsome?" replied Eliza running her hands down his suit.

John's visible happiness suddenly faded as a look of concern washed over his face.

"Eliza, may I speak with you for a moment?" he asked.

"Certainly" replied Eliza, sensing her brother's unhappiness.

"Alone" he added.

Both Angelica and Eliza exchanged glances and Eliza raised her brow with a tiny hopeful smile.

"Very well, I will see if Peggy needs any assistance," said Angelica, taking her brother's request as her cue to leave.

Once the door was firmly closed John took Eliza's hands.

"John please what's troubling you?" asked Eliza.

He sighed "Eliza are you sure you know what you are doing?"

"John?"

"Do you know what kind of man you are taking for a husband?" he exclaimed.

Eliza pulled her hands from her brother's grasp. "John enough, I won't hear this again"

"Eliza please, you need you to awaken from this dream you have created. Surely you must how unsuitable he is for you?" explained her brother.

"John, I love Alexander, despite and including all of his faults, as he loves me for mine," said Eliza walking to the window, turning her back on her brother

Eliza please, listen to me I-" began John.

"No" exclaimed Eliza slamming her hands down on the windowsill "John I have to do this, I need to be free, I am already a burden to our parents, my marriage means for the first time in my life I can have some independence"

"Eliza you are not a burden to any of us" sighed John.

"You will never understand because you are a man. You can work for your freedom. I am a woman, I rely on others for my wellbeing, I am a burden and I don't want to be any more" cried Eliza.

"Eliza please, I only warn you because I love you, you are my little sister, if any harm were to come to you because of that man, I would never forgive myself"

"That man that you speak of loves me as well, he has promised to care, cherish and protect me for the rest of my days" retorted Eliza.

"He is a scoundrel Eliza and you know it" exclaimed John.

"Thank you for your concern John, but I will decide who I will marry. I love Alexander with all of my heart and my soul, he completes me, do you feel that way when you are with Anne?" retorted Eliza turning to face her brother.

John stared at the floor "No I don't"

"Then who are you to lecture me on what love should be when you yourself don't feel it" added Eliza.

"Eliza please, I don't want to fight with you, not today, just please, be careful," said John quietly.

"I thank you for your concern brother, now I must finish getting ready," said Eliza, still fuming.

John pressed a kiss on her hand and quickly and quietly left the room.


Moments later Angelica returned with a quizzical look on her face.

"Eliza, what has got John looking so forlorn?"

"He was warning me again about the dangers of marrying Alexander Hamilton" mimicked Eliza, tossing her arm up in emphasis.

"I told him to leave that subject alone" groaned Angelica in annoyance.

"Don't worry Angie, my mood is still the same, he hasn't swayed me" smiled Eliza

"That is good to hear" replied Angelica.

"Eliza!" Are you decent!" called Mrs Schuyler from outside the door.

"Yes Mama, you can come in" replied Eliza.

"Oh my darling, how beautiful you are!" exclaimed their mother as she walked in the room.

"Angie had been a huge help, Mama, I can assure you" chuckled Eliza.

She saw that her mother was carrying a small brown box. When she inquired about its contents her mother replied.

"I have a gift for you"

Eliza stood in front of the mirror and gasped as her Mother placed a beautiful necklace around her neck, Eliza's fingers danced over the silver chain before resting on the large sapphire, surrounded by tiny white diamonds.

"Mama, this should be Angelica's, she is the eldest girl!" protested Eliza.

"No, the necklace is given to the daughter who marries first," said Mrs Schuyler.

"But Mama" breathed Eliza, "This is too fine for me!"

"I was the youngest girl and yet I married first, hence why I have the necklace, it rightfully belongs to you" assured their mother.

"It suits you, Eliza, it matches your eyes" smiled Angelica.

"Now, darling before I go I see you have a ribbon falling from the back, I must fix it" exclaimed their mother.

"Thank you Mama" replied Eliza.

"Now Eliza, about tonight" began their mother, looking towards the door in case any male ears were listening.

"Tonight?" said both sisters in unison.

"The first night with your husband," said their mother in hushed tones

Angelica stifled a laugh and Eliza's cheeks went a deep shade of red.

"As a woman, I understand that you may be slightly nervous. That is very natural as you have never been with a man before. My advice to you is simply lie back and let your husband do his duty"

"I am to do nothing?" asked Eliza. "Just lie down?"

"Yes" replied Mrs Schuyler. "All women feel pain the first time they lie with a man and most men expect a little discomfort on their bride's part, as you are untouched after all. Besides, a bride is not supposed to entirely enjoy her wedding night"

Slightly shocked by this revelation, Eliza now no longer was looking forward to her first night with Alexander but thanked her mother all the same.


Alexander waited patiently at the altar. John Laurens, of course, was his best man.

The wedding was taking place in the nearest church, one Eliza had been going to since she was a child. Alexander wasn't a big believer in religion, the God that people spoke about never seemed to appear to him. He felt like his prayers were always unanswered.

However his Eliza was a religious woman and for the sake of public face and her dignity, he was willing to sit through a sermon or two on their wedding day.

As the music began, Alexander and John rose, alongside the rest of the congregation, as the steady procession of the bridal party made its way into the church.

Mrs Schuyler and her son John lead the procession. Peggy was accompanied by Lafayette who had worn his full French dress armour, particularly looking the part. Hercules followed, accompanying the two small cousins who in rather high spirits, happily scattered white and red rose petals across the floor.

All eyes then fell onto Eliza and her father as they entered the church. Angelica as the maid of honour made sure that her sister's dress made it to the altar without any problems. Laurens turned around and smiled back at Alexander as he caught a glimpse of Eliza as she slowly made her way down the centre aisle.

"She looks divine Alexander" he whispered.

Alexander cocked an eyebrow "Of course she does, id expect nothing less"

John stifled a laugh and stepped to the side as Eliza and Mr Schuyler reached the altar.

Alexander finally was able to look at his bride and smiled brightly as she looked up at him from under her veil.

"Elizabeth" he smiled, bowing his head.

"Alexander" she replied, nodding her head in a similar fashion.

The music came to an end and the priest called for the congregation to be seated.

"Dearly beloved" began the priest "We are gathered here in the sight of God, to join together this man and this woman in holy matrimony"

Alexander glanced over at Eliza, who suddenly looked very nervous. He knew he wasn't technically allowed to touch her until the vows but he couldn't stop himself gently brushing his fingers against her gloved hands, as a sign of reassurance. She seemed relaxed once their skin made contact.

"Whoso gives this woman to this man?"

Mr Schuyler stepped forward, "I do"

"Take her hand in yours" ordered the priest

Eliza gently took her father's hand and breathed deeply as her hand was then placed into Alexander's.

The priest then spoke with a loud voice

"First, I am required to ask anyone present who knows a reason why these persons may not lawfully marry, to declare it now or forever hold your peace"

A great silence fell over the church as both Eliza and Alexander prayed that no enemies present at their wedding would try and ruin their day.

After thirty seconds the priest seemed satisfied and then spoke to Alexander.

"Alexander, will you take Elizabeth to be your wife?

Will you love her, comfort her, honour and protect her, and, forsaking all others, be faithful to her as long as you both shall live?"

Alexander smiled at Eliza before turning back the priest "I will"

Elizabeth, will you take Alexander to be your husband?

Will, you love him, comfort him, honour and protect him, and, forsaking all others, be faithful to him as long as you both shall live?"

"I will" came her confident reply.

The priest then turned to John and asked "May we have the rings"

John Laurens pulled the rings from his pocket and handed them to the priest who placed them on to Bible in front of him.

"Alexander and Elizabeth, I now invite you to join hands and make your vows, in the presence of God and his people," said the priest.

They both took each other's hands and turned to face one another.

Alexander took the first ring and placed it on Eliza's delicate hand.

"Elizabeth, I give you this ring as a sign of our marriage.

With my body I honour you, all that I am I give to you, and all that I have I share with you, within the love of God, Father, Son and Holy Spirit"

With a smile, Eliza took the second ring and repeated the words of the priest.

The priest then addressed the congregation and with a loud voice proclaimed

"In the presence of God, and before this congregation, Alexander and Elizabeth have given their consent and made their marriage vows to each other.

They have declared their marriage by the joining of hands and by the giving and receiving of rings.

I, therefore, proclaim that they are husband and wife"

The congregation applauded with several shouts of congratulations coming from some of Alexander's fellow troops who had sat in the back of the church.

Alexander then looked up at the priest and raised an eyebrow.

"Oh yes, and if you wish you may now seal your marriage with a kiss" chuckled the priest.

Alexander gently lifted the veil from Eliza's face, wrapping his hands around her waist he whispered "Finally"

She had to repress a laugh as he pressed his lips against hers and received a big cheer from the soldiers and the rest of the congregation.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, may I present Mr and Mrs Hamilton" declared the priest.


The reception was a delight. Washington had insisted that it be held at his banquet hall usually used for state dinners, which held special value for Eliza and Alexander. The rest of the afternoon was surrounded by family and friends.

Washington stood up and prepared to make a toast. As he tapped his glass with a knife, silence fell over the room.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, I want to propose a toast to the newlyweds. This couple is an example to all of you, they are both strong-willed, compassionate and brave, three qualities which we must all embrace if we are to win our independence. But today is not about war and the end of an era, it is about life and I pray dear Alexander and Eliza that God blesses you both with a long life together, that he spares you from tragedy and that you are always surrounded by his love. To Alexander and Eliza!" proclaimed Washington, raising his glass.

"Alexander and Eliza!" replied the guests.

John as the best man was the next in line to give a speech.

"I haven't known Alexander that long, but I can truthfully say to you that there is no better man in the world more suited for our Eliza. I wish you all the happiness in the world, my dear friends"

He would have gone on for longer but the alcohol in his system caused him to take a seat, but not before introducing Angelica.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the maid of honour would like to give a short speech"

Angelica stood up and looked down at Eliza and Alexander who sat beside her.

"This is an uncertain time, full of danger and fear, but I am glad that we can all find the time to celebrate such a blessed occasion. We are fighting for our independence but the most important thing we should strive for is peace, an unbreakable peace, so that couples like you, Alexander and Eliza will have a place that is prosperous and safe to grow old and to raise your children. As our dear leader said, you are an example for us all to strive towards, and I too pray that your lives are blessed and you are surrounded by nothing but love and joy"

As the guests applauded Eliza stood up and gave her sister a warm hug.

"Thank you Angie" she whispered, "That was beautiful"

"My pleasure my darling" Angelica replied.

"It will be you next Angelica" called their mother "mark my words"

"Mama!" hushed Angelica "this is Alexander and Eliza's day, don't bring me into it"

"I am going to miss you Angie" confessed Eliza in a quiet voice.

"Eliza, I promise there won't be a day when I won't come and visit you" assured Angelica.

"Really!" Eliza said.

"Yes! You live only on the other side of town, it's a short walk from our house, don't worry" hushed Angelica.

"I love you Angie" whispered Eliza once again embracing her sister.

"What is all this whispering!" teased Alexander embracing Eliza from behind.

"Alexander!" exclaimed Eliza "we are in public!"

"Forgive me, dear heart, I forget myself sometimes" smiled Alexander releasing her waist.

"Hamilton"

The three spun as John Schuyler stood behind them.

"Might I have a word?" he asked

"Certainly Sir, excuse me, Angelica," said Alexander bowing.

"Sweetheart" he smiled pressing a kiss on Eliza's hand before following John across the ballroom.

"Oh God" breathed Eliza nervously "what is John doing?"

"Don't worry Eliza, you are married now, there's nothing he can say or do to change that" assured Angelica.


"What can I do for you John?" asked Alexander as they left the ballroom completely, wandering through into one of the spare dining halls

"Hamilton, I would just like to remind you of your responsibility to my sister," said John.

"Responsibility?" retorted Alexander. "I have just married her, I am very aware of my responsibilities to her"

"Eliza has always been very special to me, as are all my sisters, and as their eldest brother, I have always wanted the best for them. Eliza assures me that you are the best for her, but I want to hear it from your lips as well" said John coldly.

"What irritates you more Schuyler, my lack of wealth, my lack of status or just my ability to woo your beloved sister" smiled Alexander sarcastically.

John grabbed Alexander and slammed him against the wall.

"Cut the shit Hamilton" spat John "do you or do you not love my sister?"

"You need not concern yourself, I am more than capable to care for her, she will be loved and cherished and I promise you, Schuyler I will not give you any more reasons for you to hate me, are you satisfied?" replied Alexander rather amused by John's impulsive display of anger.

"If you ever hurt my sister, and I hear about it, you will rue the day you ever set eyes on me, Hamilton, I can promise you that" spat John.

"Consider it noted" replied Alexander, pushing John away. "Now if you do not mind, I have guests and a wife to attend to"

John watched, his blood boiling as Alexander strode back out of the room and into the ballroom.


The reception continued on until quite late in the evening until most of the party could no longer hide their yawns.

As the moon was rising high in the sky, each family began to take their leave, but not before waving off the happy couple.

Eliza happily hung her head out of the carriage window, waving goodbye to her friends and family.

"Are you happy Eliza?" asked Alexander when she finally closed the window.

"I am beyond happy" she smiled, "I think I am too happy"

"Then I am happy dear one" replied Alexander pressing a kiss on her hand.

Eliza smirked and then quickly pulled the curtains of the carriage windows closed.

"Eliza what are you doing?" asked Alexander curiously.

"I don't want all of New York to see me" she smiled.

Alexander raised an eyebrow "see you doing what?"

"This" she whispered

Eliza quickly, despite her heavy and uncooperative dress straddled Alexander and firmly pressed her soft lips against his.

It took a few seconds for Alexander to comprehend what and who was kissing him so passionately but when he did, grabbing her waist he pulled her closer shivering as a small moan escaped her lips.

As they broke the kiss, Eliza still resting on Alexander's lap pressed her forehead against his.

"My apologies if that was too forward of me" she breathed, "I've wanted to do that ever since you said 'I do'

Alexander pushed his head back, so they were eye to eye. "Dear Eliza, I was worried that you were too demure, I am glad to see some passion from you"

"Women like me aren't supposed to get too passionate" reminded Eliza.

"You are my wife now, you can be as passionate as you want" whispered Alexander, before placing several kisses along Eliza's neck.

She leant into him, relishing his lips on her skin, trying not to lose herself too much, as they were not alone yet.

Unfortunately for the pair, the carriage came to an abrupt stop, causing all such activities to cease.

The carriage door swung open and Alexander jumped down, before pulling the small step out allowing his bride to descend from the carriage gracefully.

Eliza gazed up at her new home. The area was more downtown than she was used to living but nevertheless, Alexander had assured her that the area was safe and respectable. The house was tall and the exterior was entirely brick with a bright blue front door. Several steps lead up to the main house with black railings trimming the sides. Flower boxes hung empty outside the upstairs and downstairs windows, Eliza was going to do something about that.

"Do you like it?" asked Alexander.

"Why Alexander it's beautiful" she smiled "much brighter than your description!"

"This won't be our permanent residence I can assure you, we shall have a fine house in the suburbs after this war, Washington says he is giving me a promotion but let's not talk about that now, come and see the inside," said Alexander swinging open the gate.

Before Eliza could step inside, she gasped as Alexander quickly lifted her off the ground and carried her through the door.

"Tradition I believe" laughed Alexander, placing her gently down on the floor.

Eliza commented on the lack of light so Alexander quickly started lighting a gaslamp, to brighten up the dark home.

Once the hallway came to life, Eliza looked around curiously.

"I know it's plain" confessed Alexander.

"Alexander I love it!" exclaimed Eliza.

"You don't need to lie, Eliza," said Alexander.

"No Alexander I'm not lying, it's a pleasant change! At my home, the walls are covered in paintings and portraits, I feel like I am constantly being watched by my ancestors. But this is our home, we can put as much or as little on the walls as we like, besides Mama and Papa will no doubt send us some paintings of some sort and little Peggy is a talented painter, perhaps she could give us some work to decorate with" suggested Eliza.

Alexander smiled and gently kissed his new wife on the lips before whispering "I don't deserve you"

"You deserve happiness and love Alexander, I can only hope to bring you both" she replied.


Eliza sat in front of her new vanity and gently brushed down her hair. She was still wearing her dress, which for multiple reasons she was looking forward to getting out of.

Alexander had been reasonably busy, making sure that everything was in order but he soon retreated to the bedroom, in search of his bride.

"I was wondering where you had got to" she smiled, as he came in the room.

"I was having an argument with a door handle downstairs, I will see if I can fix it tomorrow" replied Alexander, tossing off his jacket.

"Hang it up please" called Eliza, taking a dislike to his wedding jacket living on the floor.

Picking it up off the floor Alexander replied, "John Laurens warned me about this"

"About what?" asked Eliza.

"My bad habits" commented Alexander. "He told me you'd fix them in an instant"

"One of my many wifely duties I believe" she teased, watching him wrestle with a hanger in the wardrobe.

Alexander laughed and jumped onto the bed with a sigh watching as his bride delicately brushed through her dark brown curls.

"Where would you like me to put my shoes dearest?" called Alexander, smiling as he kicked them off.

"Beside the bed will be fine" she replied, "for now"

"Much obliged," he said, before relaxing back onto the pillows.

Eliza had successfully taken down her hair, but now she had another problem.

"Alexander" she called.

"Hm," he replied, eyes shut.

"Can you help me get out of my dress?" she smiled.

Alexander had never sat up so fast in his life, "Why I'd be delighted"

She laughed at his speedy reaction before she began removing the front panel of her gown.

"Am I to understand that I shall be tackling the back portion?" asked Alexander.

"If you would be so kind" she replied.

Walking behind her Alexander swiftly began helping the dress off his bride's shoulders and loosening the ribbons which held it up.

As the garment slipped off her shoulders, she started to become more aware of how foreign and wonderful it felt to undress in front of Alexander.

Helping her step out of the gown itself, Alexander gathered it up and teased, "I'll just throw it in the bottom of the wardrobe shall I?"

"Keep that cheek up and I will go and sleep in another room" smiled Eliza, smacking his chest.

As he hung up the dress, Alexander became acutely aware of how little his bride was wearing, as layers of petticoats fell away Eliza's petite, yet womanly figure came into view.

Eliza was not unaware of this either, especially as she tugged off her stays and she was left only in her stockings and slip.

Stepping out of the mountain of hooped fabric the turned to see Alexander staring at her.

"I do look a little different without all that on" she smiled, her arms folded across her chest, still not used to exposing herself like this.

Alexander said nothing but gently wrapped his hands around her waist and back, pulling their bodies together.

To steady herself Eliza freed her arms, her hands resting on his chest, looking up at him, waiting for him to respond.

"You are quite exquisite Mrs Hamilton" he whispered with a smile. "Both in and out of your petticoats"

Despite her smiles, Alexander could see she was nervous, even if her disposition was full of anticipation, her eyes were slightly fearful.

"My love" he began. "If you are tired I understand. I do not expect you to wish to consummate our marriage right away. I couldn't bear to rush you"

"I cannot lie and say that the idea does not frighten me a little" she confessed. "But Alexander, I am your wife in name. I want to be your wife in every way"

"Then I will do so" he replied. "But you have nothing to be frightened of"

He led her to their bed, watching as she immediately lay down on top of the covers, seemingly awaiting his next move.

Alexander did not want to laugh at her innocence, but he did crack a smile, before gently raising her back up.

"Following in your mother's advice I assume?" he questioned, seeing her confusion. "Lie back and let your husband get on with it?"

"You don't want me to do that?" Eliza asked.

Gently kissing her hand, he replied, "Absolutely not"

She smiled a little, "What do you want me to do?"

Sitting with his body resting against the headboard Alexander urged, "Come here"

Having no clue as to what her husband's next move was going to be Eliza shuffled over to him, allowing him to guide her where he needed her.

"You lean back into me," he said, sitting her between his legs.

Eliza did so and laughed a little as he kissed her neck, as his stubble tickled her skin.

Alexander wrapped his arms around her waist, still feeling how tense she was he said, "You need to relax my love"

"I am relaxed" she replied. "Quite so"

"You are not" commented Alexander. "Its because you are not used to me yet"

Spinning around on her knees to face him she replied, "Of course I am used to you! I am married to you!"

"That's true" he nodded. "But you are used to my affections and caresses when we are clothed, not when we are in bed together"

"I do not understand?" asked Eliza. "Why must I be so used to you and be so relaxed?"

"Because," said Alexander plainly. "If I just took you as my wife here and now, when you are so nervous and afraid I would most certainly hurt you, which I will not do"

"But - my mother told me-" Eliza paused.

"Told you what?" asked Alexander. "That I would hurt you?"

Eliza nodded. "She told me all women are in pain on their wedding night and that the men truly enjoy themselves"

"Utter nonsense" he replied.

"Truly?" she asked.

"I am not going to hurt you, I promise" he smiled.

Relaxed and assured, Eliza began to feel a different urge. One she was quite unfamiliar with.

Alexander gently placed a kiss on her lips, nothing too passionate as they needed to move slowly.

Eliza responded by kissing back until Alexander broke it apart.

"Turn again" he whispered, wanting to make sure his bride was ready.

Eliza turned her back to him, tensing up a little as she felt his hands on her waist.

Leaning back against him, she bit her lip as his hands brushed her breasts, gently taking them in his hands.

Alexander's hands travelled further, slipping one of his hands under her nightgown and brushing against the hair that covered her womanhood.

Eliza gasped as she felt his hand touch her, even repressing a noise as his fingers found her most sensitive area.

Alexander saw that she was trying to avoid making any noise and urged her, "Don't stay silent, I want to hear you"

"Hear what?" she breathed.

He smiled before flicking his finger across her bud, causing her to let out an unexpected moan of pleasure. "That" he replied.

Eliza went scarlet, but Alexander delighted in the sound.

After a while, Eliza grew to enjoy the feeling, but she got more paranoid as she felt herself dampen upon his touch.

Alexander noticed this as his fingers began to brush at her entrance, which was slowly responding to his stimulation.

He saw her slight confusion at her bodies action but was quick to reassure her, "Your body is doing everything it should be my love"

"Am I ready yet?" she whispered, twitching from the sensitivity.

"Do you feel ready?" replied Alexander, removing his hand.

Turning back to face him, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders. "Yes"

He needed no further confirmation.

Laying her down on the bed, he kissed her, glad that she instantly kissed him back.

Before removing any of his clothes, he sat back up and ran a hand up her leg, lifting them up as he removed her stockings.

Eliza lay back and watched, delighting in the feel of his hands on her skin.

Alexander took this moment to throw off his shirt, before returning to his bride.

Running her hands down his back Eliza let out a moan as he kissed her neck, before tugging gently at the ribbon that held up her slip.

Seeing this, Alexander helped the material over her shoulders, before turning his attention to her newly freed breasts.

With each caress, Eliza felt a sense of desire grown stronger. Her womanhood almost seemed to ache with need.

In his own way, Alexander felt his own body respond to his actions as well as his growing anticipation for what was to come.

He once again ran his hand down her body to her womanhood, moaning himself as he felt at her entrance which was warm and slick.

His bride was as ready as she could ever be.

Kicking off his breeches he saw Eliza's face crack into a smile as his manhood appeared.

"What are you smiling at?" he teased, positioning himself above her.

"Nothing husband" she smiled cheekily.

"Oh really?" he whispered.

Tugging off her slip, he threw that onto the floor and finally got a look at his bride.

He could sense her anticipation and with a kiss, he gently pushed the tip of his cock inside her.

Alexander felt her twitch at this new feeling and asked, "No pain?"

"No" breathed Eliza, gasping a little as he entered her again.

To further ease her experience, Alexander's hand returned to her bud, gently massaging it as his thrusts went deeper.

It was not long til Eliza was moaning in pleasure, with not a slight twinge of pain at all.

Alexander relaxed, assured that Eliza was at ease.

Wanting to ensure his own pleasure as well as hers, he lifted her up onto his lap, encouraging her to move a certain way.

Taking hold of her hips, he showed her the movement and was slightly surprised at how quickly she became good at it.

Eliza moaned in pleasure at his new sensation, clearly understanding that Alexander knew what he was doing.

Her enjoyment was doubled as she saw the effect her movement was having on him, for the first time she heard him genuinely gasp in pleasure.

Alexander let his head fall onto her chest and Eliza ran a hand through his hair.

"My love?" she panted, afraid something was wrong.

Alexander lifted his head up and smiled, his lips pressing themselves against hers. He was quite convinced that at this moment, nothing would ever be wrong again.

He felt her body language begin to change, indicating that her climax would be coming. Desperate to not ruin things by having his first he lay down on the bed, allowing him to thrust upwards.

Eliza gripped his chest as his actions became more determined.

Her breath quickened and she had only a moment to pant his name before the most incredible feeling flew through her body.

"Alexander" she gasped, as the feeling began to fade, "Did you feel that?"

"Yes," he groaned, smiling slightly at her innocence.

Eliza could see that her husband had not had any kind of reaction like she did, so she continued the same movements. Some instinct, however, told her to focus more on his manhood.

Slipping her hand down around one of her legs she gently touched his sack, not quite prepared for his reaction.

"Fuck" he exclaimed, completely taken by surprise.

Eliza pulled her fingers back, very sure she had hurt him.

"You can do that again" he panted with a smile, "Just warn me"

With a satisfied smile, Eliza's fingers gently began to massage him, seeing the effect of her touch almost instantly.

For Alexander, Eliza's unexpected touch had added a spark to their first night together. He had figured that it would maybe have been months before she would feel comfortable with such a suggestion, if at all.

It was not long before he felt his body twitch with pleasure, and a with a satisfied groan he released his seed into her, also hearing her react to this action.

Breathless he tapped Eliza's leg which prompted her to climb off him.

She flopped down onto the bed next to him, lying on her front she asked, "So that is how its done then?"

"One of the wonder's of marriage" replied Alexander, still catching his breath.

Propping herself up with a pillow she wondered, "Will this be a nightly occurrence, husband?"

Laughing, Alexander smacked her gently on her exposed behind, "Mrs Hamilton you a full of surprises"

She laughed at this action, giving him a shove with her hand.

Alexander rested against the headboard, gently rubbing Eliza's lower back with his hand as she stretched and sat up.

She looked around the room and asked, "Where did my nightgown go?"

Sticking his hand over the side of the bed, Alexander felt around on the floor and found her nightgown, "Why do you want it? Are you cold?"

"A little" she confessed.

"As much as it would sadden me to see you clothed, I can't have you catching a cold on your wedding night" mused Alexander, throwing it to her.

"Thank you kindly" she smiled, pulling the nightgown over her body.

"Id had better do the same, but I'll just need a shirt" he yawned, quickly reaching for his shirt that lay close by.

Once they were both adequately dressed the pair pulled the covers over themselves.

Eliza happily snuggled against Alexander's chest, who in turn wrapped an arm around her.

"How do you feel Mrs Hamilton?" he asked with a smile.

"Married" she replied happily. "Quite married indeed"


Two weeks past, with each night ending in a similar way.

However one morning Alexander left their home on business.

Eliza was upstairs, beginning the long process of unpacking their lives into their new home when she heard Alexander return home, but other voices were with him.

"Eliza dearest, can I speak with you" she heard him call.

Slightly confused Eliza left her task and made her way down the stairs, meeting Alexander in the hallway.

"Whats the matter?" she asked. "I thought I heard voices with you?"

"You did" he replied, "I just wanted to let you know that our servants have arrived"

Eliza narrowed her eyes. "Servants?"

"Namely a maid for you, butler for me and boy who we can train up" explained Alexander.

"Servants or slaves?" asked Eliza.

"Darling-"

"Do I need to make it simpler?" she demanded. "Are they black or white?"

"Black, Eliza" he replied.

"Why would you bring slaves into our home, when you know my views on that horrific trade!" she exclaimed.

"Eliza" hushed Alexander. "You are acting as if I have gone to a market and bought them"

"Well, how have you come by them?" Eliza demanded.

"Washington recommended them to me, he rescued them from plantations and they are looking for paid work and a place to live. We can offer both of those things" explained Alexander.

"I wish you would have discussed this with me" sighed Eliza. "I am your wife now"

"I am discussing it now" he pointed.

"Yes, when they are already in the house!" retorted Eliza.

"Look, if you truly disapprove I will tell them to leave-" began Alexander.

"Absolutely not" she hushed. "They are here now, we will make do"

"Will you come and meet them?" asked Alexander, holding out his arm.

"Very well" she replied, allowing herself to be led into the kitchen.

Once inside the kitchen, Alexander began introducing each of the servants.

"Eliza this is George, he has been working in the City Hall for many years but he has never been given credit for it, he has been a great help in my department and so when he heard that I was to marry he inquired if he may join us" explained Alexander.

Eliza smiled, "It is a pleasure to meet you, George"

"The pleasure is all mine, Miss Elizabeth" replied George.

"Miss Elizabeth" chuckled Eliza "You sound like my governess!, Miss Eliza will do nicely"

George let out a small laugh "Very good Miss Eliza"

"Now George would you introduce our other servants," asked Alexander.

"Certainly Sir" replied George "Miss Eliza, this is Ruth and her son Immanuel"

The woman politely stood up and curtsied, her little boy also stood up and gave a little bow.

"What a sweet little boy you have Ruth" commented Eliza, walking over to see them.

"Thank you kindly Ma'am" replied Ruth.

"Might I ask his age?" asked Eliza.

"He has just turned 10"

"You are quite the gentleman aren't you Immanuel?" smiled Eliza.

Immanuel looked up at his mother and received a nod before replying in a quiet voice, "Thank you, Ma'am"

"Is your boy in school?" asked Alexander.

"No Sir, but I teach him when I have the chance" replied Ruth.

"I can help you with teaching" offered Eliza.

"Ma'am, you don't want to teach my son, you have better things to do," said Ruth.

"Not at all, I would be honoured, he looks like an intelligent little boy, we can talk about his studies later" smiled Eliza.

"Oh thank you" smiled Ruth. "That is too kind of you!"

"If you would like to follow us" called Alexander. "We can take you up to your rooms"

Eliza smiled as they wandered out of the kitchens. They all seemed polite and sweet people. Perhaps she could get used to them after all.


"Ouch!" exclaimed Eliza

"Oh Ma'am, you have a pin stuck!" said Ruth hurrying to her side and gently twisting the pin from the tangle in Eliza's hair.

"Thank you, Ruth, I thought I got them all out" smiled Eliza, brushing at the tangle of hair.

"No problem Ma'am," said Ruth returning to hanging Eliza's garments in the wardrobe.

"Ruth" called Eliza.

"Yes Ma'am"

"Are you married?" asked Eliza.

"I am, but I have not seen nor heard from my husband since he went away" replied Ruth quietly.

"Forgive me, went away?" inquired Eliza.

"He was involved in a movement of slaves from one plantation to another. It was like a transfer you see. I was to go to with my boy but the Master had taken a shine to me and I was forced to stay" explained Ruth, stopping her work.

"Where was he transferred to?" asked Eliza, stunned by this information

"That Ma'am, I do not know," said Ruth sadly. "Nobody would tell me anything"

"And is your husband Immanuel's father?" asked Eliza.

"Yes he is," said Ruth. "A very proud father"

"Does Immanuel know his father?" asked Eliza, "He must have been very young when his father was taken away"

"He does Ma'am, we left the plantation when he was just 8 so he remembers his father well" explained Ruth.

"Where was the plantation you lived Ruth?"

"It was called Seven Pines, it is in Pennsylvania" replied Ruth.

"I have friends in Pennsylvania, perhaps there is something I could do," said Eliza.

"Forgive me Ma'am" commented Ruth. "I do not follow?"

"Ruth, would you like me to try and get in contact with your husband's master?" inquired Eliza gently.

"Oh Ma'am!" exclaimed Ruth rushing to her side and falling on her knees, "would you?"

"Of course!" replied Eliza, taking Ruth's hands in her own, "I'm not making any promises, but if I can get in contact I will try and beg for his release to join us here in New York"

Upon hearing this, Ruth could no longer control her emotions and broke out into sobs of joy. "Oh thank Ma'am, thank you!"

"It is the least I can do" smiled Eliza, gently drying Ruth's tears with the sleeve of her nightgown.

"Now my dear friend, shall we discuss Immanuel's education?"

"Oh yes," said Ruth, still trying to compose herself

"You mentioned that you had taught him things?" inquired Eliza rising to pull a spare chair closer "please sit"

"Thank you, Ma'am" smiled Ruth taking a seat "My mother was the governess to the white family on our plantation, so she taught the children and me at the same time. I learnt to read and write so I taught my boy the same thing, he can't use any fancy words but he can write clearly and use his numbers"

"I could introduce him to the writing in ink and in shorthand?" suggested Eliza.

"Oh Ma'am, he would like that!" exclaimed Ruth "that would make him look very educated"

"If you would like I could also introduce languages into his studies, for example, I speak French and Latin, would that interest him?" asked Eliza

"I'm sure he would love to speak French, he could get better positions with that," said Ruth.

Their conversation was interrupted as Alexander knocked and entered the room. Ruth immediately rose from the chair and blushed. But Alexander was quick to assure her.

"Oh please continue ladies, I didn't mean to interrupt"

Eliza noticed that Ruth did look uncomfortable continuing the conversation so she smiled and said: "We can finish our conversation in the morning can't we Ruth?"

Ruth smiled "Yes Ma'am, thank you"

Ruth quickly picked up the remaining petticoats and slipped from the room.

"Sleep well Ruth" called Eliza

"You too Ma'am, Sir" smiled Ruth before she quietly closed the door.

"You seem to be making quite a friend of Ruth my dear" commented Alexander.

"She is such a sweet lady, besides with you at the City Hall all day I will need a friend" teased Eliza, returning her attention to the tangle in her hair.

"Very funny," said Alexander sarcastically.

"I'm just teasing you" chuckled Eliza "besides what would Washington do without you?"

"Doesn't bear thinking about" laughed Alexander.

"When do you have to go back?" asked Eliza, her tone more serious.

"Tomorrow" murmured Alexander.

"I beg your pardon?"

"Tomorrow" he repeated, a little louder.

"Tomorrow!" exclaimed Eliza, dropping her hairbrush out of sheer frustration.

"Sweetheart, I wish I didn't have to go back so soon, but they need me" explained Alexander.

"I need you" she cried, "We have barely had a honeymoon!"

"Eliza" hushed Alexander quickly walking to her side. "Believe me I want nothing more than to spend all the time in the world in your arms, but this war needs to be won, then you can have all my time"

Eliza nodded, pulling one of Alexander's hands to her lips and gently gave his knuckles a kiss.

"Now my dear, shall we retire?" asked Alexander, with a devilish gleam in his eyes.

"Not until I finished my hair" smirked Eliza, returning to attack the knot in the ends of her hair.

Alexander let out a fake groan of annoyance and sat down on the bed.

"Angelica and Peggy may pay us a visit tomorrow" called Eliza.

"Is this in preparation for your Mother?" commented Alexander.

Eliza laughed "Yes, Mama can be picky"

"She won't try and take you away will she?" he chuckled.

"She won't, but John might" teased Eliza.

"He hates me doesn't he?" said Alexander.

"Hate...no, but he doesn't like you" smiled Eliza.

"Well, it's a good thing I married his sister and not him" teased Alexander.

"Very funny" smiled Eliza sarcastically.

"My dear I do not mean to rush you" he smiled. "But I was hoping that we could a little bit of the night together?"

"Oh really" Eliza teased, "Is this a desperate plea?"

"Your poor husband returns to work tomorrow and all you can do is mock me?" replied Alexander, pretending to be sad.

"Well, why change a habit of a lifetime" she laughed, setting aside her hairbrush.

Moving over to bed, she climbed onto his lap, "I suppose, as you are going back to work tomorrow..."

Alexander smiled before pulling her into a kiss, then it wasn't long until that night ended like all the others did.