Fic:Glamorous Glambert (8/?)
Title: Glamorous Glambert (8/?)
Author: Amberwinters
Pairing: Adam/Simon; Adam/Kris
Rating: R
Summary: AU fic that takes place in a fictional country around the 1700s. Kris is a landowner, Simon is a powerful trader and Adam is a theater sensation.
Wordcount: 1490
Notes: Here is part 8. Short but angsty. Comments/Concrit appreciated.
Warnings: Not too many, some cursing, some sexy times.
Part 1: http://amberwinters.livejournal.com/999.html
Part 2: http://amberwinters.livejournal.com/1070.html
Part 3: http://amberwinters.livejournal.com/1433.html
Part 4: http://amberwinters.livejournal.com/1619.html
Part 5: http://amberwinters.livejournal.com/1945.html
Part 6: http://amberwinters.livejournal.com/2290.html
Part 7: http://amberwinters.livejournal.com/2367.html
The next day Kris had woken up early and followed his father to the fields. He wanted to see Adam so he came up with an excuse to head back to the house for lunch. He arrived and saw Simon’s carriage outside of his house. Kris went in and his mother was eating with Simon, Lady Kara, Leila, Neil, Daniel, and Adam.
Kim, “Hi Kris come join us for lunch. Where’s your father?”
Kris, “He stayed out in the field to talk with the field hands.”
Kris sat down and noticed Adam was avoiding looking at him. Kris wasn’t hungry so just pushed food around his plate while everyone else chatted about nothing. Lady Kara was discussing some charity work she was going to start doing. Kris kept looking toward Adam but Adam kept looking at his food.
Simon, “So Kris, are you still practicing your viola?”
Kris was caught off guard, “Yeah but more guitar these days. It helps me relax. So are the Giraud’s having a dinner party?”
Lady Kara, “It’s a small get together.”
Leila was annoyed, “Is Adam invited as a guest or is he the entertainment?”
Simon looked at Leila, “Your son is always entertaining but I would say he is more of a guest…tonight.”
Leila got up, “If you’ll excuse me I am exhausted from having to pretend this is all OK.”
Simon rolled his eyes, “Well I see where Adam gets is penchant for drama from. Mrs. Lambert, considering I support your family, the least you could be is civil to me.”
Kim Allen was getting alarmed at the escalating tension.
Adam spoke up, “Mom, stop this. Simon is a good friend to us.”
Leila looked at Adam, “Not us, you. If he was a real friend he would not have sullied your name or be making you do a sex show.”
Kim Allen, “Maybe this should be discussed in private.”
Leila was still freaking out, “Private? Why, everyone knows.”
Adam looked furious and ready to explode. Simon stood up. “Adam, get your stuff together we are heading over to the Girauds.”
Adam just got up and headed upstairs. Everyone else stood up and went in the living room. Kris went to Adam’s room.
Adam was putting his bag together.
Kris, “Hey, you OK?”
Adam, “Fine, my Mom is just freaking out.”
Kris went to kiss Adam but Adam moved back. Kris just sighed, “So, today I get the cold, distant Adam.”
Adam looked at Kris and sighed, “Last night shouldn’t have happened.”
Kris, “Well it did.”
They heard the door opening. Adam pushed Kris behind the drapes. Kris heard Simon’s voice and the door shut. “What are you doing up here taking a fucking nap?”
Adam, “Packing. I couldn’t find my brush.”
He heard Kara laugh, “Adam, for all your theater training, you are a lousy actor.”
Adam, “Really, because you usually believe my private performances.”
Simon, “I am not in the mood to listen to your two be caddy. Your shirt is stained. Change and we can head out.”
Adam, “I’ll just change later.”
Kara snorted, “The great Glambert is going to go out in public with a stained shirt? Are you feeling alright.”
Simon, “Go ahead and change.”
Adam, “My other shirt is packed.”
Simon voice became threatening, “Take off your shirt, Adam. You have never been shy before. Are you hiding something?”
Kris was worried that he had left marks on Adam.
Kris heard a bang and Simon scream, “Where the fuck did you get those scratch marks? Who were you with? You fucking slut. Was it that little love struck boy, Kris?”
Adam, “No it was…it was…Kara.”
Simon laughed, “You were with Kara, behind my back? That would be funny.” Simon added on sarcastically, “I know how hot you get around women.”
Kara spoke up, “Simon, I had Adam service me before he left. I guess it was payback for the hickey. I didn’t think you would mind since I was so gracious about the incident.”
Simon laughed, “OK, you were a good sport. Adam hurry up and dress. I’ll be downstairs.”
Kara, “I’ll be down in a minute. I just want to help Adam put something on the marks so they don’t scar.”
Simon, “Make sure that is all you do, I want to get out of this shithole in ten minutes.”
Kris heard the door shut.
Adam, “Kara, thank you so much. You could have-“
Kris heard a loud crack and then Kara’s voice laced with venom, “You owe me, Glambert. Big time and I am going to collect. For all intents and purposes, you are now my personal slave. You are going to get over your little gay boy thing and service me whenever I like. You are going to act like you are into it and you are going to go all the way, got it?”
Adam said wearily, “Yes, I understand.”
Kara, “Good. Well, well, well after months of dealing with your cockiness and aggressive attitude I get to have the great Glambert actually where I want him. On his knees, kissing my feet and willing to fulfill my every command.” Kris was peeking out through the drape. Kara and Adam were looking at each other fiercely. Adam caved and went down on his knees and kissed Kara’s feet. Kara ran her hand through Adam’s hair condescendingly, “Good boy.”
Kris hated seeing Adam humiliated because of him. Kris breathed out angrily and they both looked over. Kara smiled wickedly, “So Adam, Simon guessed right. Mm, you know if Simon finds out you are both in trouble. Kris, instead of wasting your time getting mad, maybe you can give Adam some pointers on women or are you totally gay too?”
Kris hated Kara, “I like women, nice women.”
Kara, “I am a nice woman. What do you think would have happened if I didn’t back up Adam’s lie?”
Kris knew after all Simon’s threats if he had found out Kris and Adam had fooled around, Kris would have “disappeared”. Kris decided to just keep his mouth shut.
Kara, “Hurry up I’ll go distract Simon so you can say goodbye to your boyfriend.” She grabbed Adam’s face and kissed him long. Adam instinctively pulled back but then closed in again for a deeper kiss. Kara eventually broke it off after what Kris felt like was an eternity. Kara smirked, “It’s a start anyway.”
Kara walked out. Adam rubbed his hand over his lips like a little kid with cooties, “Shit, Kris. I am so fucked.”
Kris, “You think she will tell Simon?
Adam, “And give up ordering me around? No way but she is going to make me suffer. We already have a love/hate relationship. This is really bad. If it was anyone but you I wouldn’t have lied.”
Kris, “How did you know Kara would back you up?”
Adam, “Because I would have done the same in her shoes. Kara is not as cool with me as she pretends to be. She is going to be vicious and try to break me.”
Kris, “Don’t you get exhausted from all these games?”
Adam laughed, “Only when I have the losing hand. Still, even though I am probably going to have to have sex with a woman, get humiliated and perform degrading tasks, it was still worth it. You were beautiful last night.” Adam kissed Kris long. Kris kissed him back. He could taste the desperation in Adam’s kiss.
Kris pulled back, “What’s wrong?”
Adam, “I am sad that this is the last time we are going to kiss.” Kris felt like a knofe just pierced his chest.
Kris, “Adam, what are you talking about?”
Adam, “I can’t risk it and neither can you. You deserve someone better than me. Someone not so used and jaded. I won’t let you be dragged down by the bullshit that surrounds me. I sold my soul to the devil and I am beyond redemption. You live your life honorably. You will marry a beautiful woman, have heirs and run your estate. I will have a good time ride out my fame. Then when I get old and undesirable I will get a small place somewhere and spend my days reminiscing about my youth. Pathetic tale but so be it. Now, go before someone finds you in here.”
Adam pushed Kris out the door. Kris went back to his room and just let the tears roll. Kris hoped Adam was just being overly dramatic but he sensed Adam was going to avoid him. He felt guilty for putting Adam in this predicament and helpless because he could not make it better. He cried for Adam’s lack of choices, he cried for his predetermined future, and he cried for their inevitable loneliness. Mostly he cried because Adam had stoked a fire in him that would burn only for Adam. Kris knew he had to find a way to be with Adam.
~~~End part 8~~~