Fic:Glamorous Glambert (38/?)
Title: Glamorous Glambert (38/?)
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: 2838 (88,865 total)
Notes: Here is part 38. I liked this chapter and hope you do too. Only a few more chapters to go. I didn’t want to commit myself to a number but I think 2 or 3 more and we are done. Comments/Concrit are loved and appreciated.
Warnings: Not too many, some cursing, some sexy times, light violence, domination.
Kris met up with the troupe that night and headed out the next day. Kris was sad about leaving Adam but was kept too busy to dwell on it. They traveled fast and everyone was busy with chores and performance rehearsals. Kris enjoyed the group and for the first time was pursuing his music in earnest. Kris began working with Paul to compose some new music for the show. He found he was good at creating new songs and Paul thought he was incredibly talented. Kris seemed to get along with everyone except Paul’s brother Benji. Benji seemed to always watch Kris and ask a lot of questions about his past. Kris remained evasive and tried to avoid Benji as much as possible.
The troupe arrived in Pratsia a couple months later. During the day Kris was able to enjoy his new friends but in the dark and quiet of the night he experienced overwhelming loneliness and pain. Every night, Kris wondered about Adam and how he was doing without him. It was as if a piece of him was missing and nothing would ever fill the void. He fought the urge to send a letter because he was afraid Adam would come after him. The troupe was called upon to perform for the Pratsian royal family. Kris was nervous that someone would be there that recognized him but dismissed it as too much of a long shot. Kris hoped to find out information about Lisantia and the Lamberts.
The group was going to perform after a large feast. Kris was proud that three of his songs were going to be featured to include one he would sing. He now understood why Adam had loved the theater so much and he loved Adam all the more for it. The troupe was excited and one of the female dancers came by the group bubbling over with enthusiasm.
“You all are not going to believe who is at this dinner. I won’t even make you try and guess. The fabulous and beautiful Glambert is here. Not only that but Paul was told by the Queen that he might sing with us. Maybe we will even get to meet him.”
While everyone became exciting Kris felt the room spinning and needed to sit down. Benji noticed and went over by Kris.
“I hope you are feeling good because you are performing in front of a very important crowd. Isn’t the great Glambert from your area?”
“Yes. I have to go tune up my viola.” Kris quickly moved away and went by his instrument. Paul came over and smiled.
“I guess you heard Tracy screeching about Glambert being in the audience?” Kris nodded and Paul continued, “He has agreed to sing so he will come up after your solo. Do you know Heaven’s edge?”
Kris nodded it was a beautiful song about a lost love usually sang by a female vocalist. It was fairly simple to play on viola but really difficult to sing. Kris’ nausea was increasing. He was not sure how he would get through seeing Adam. Paul looked at Kris,
“You are awfully pale. Are you OK?”
“I’ll be fine.”
“You haven’t performed much in front of a crowd and this is a bigger show than usual. Just try and focus on the music.”
Benji came over and told everyone it was time for the musicians to go out and set up. Kris went out and saw about 150 people eating dinner. The conversations were loud and no one noticed them setting up. Kris saw Adam and felt his heart stop. Adam looked beautiful. He was adorned in very fancy and colorful clothes. He wore a dark wine jacket with gold trim and his hair was down along his shoulders. Kara was next to him laughing at something Adam said. They were every inch the Lord and Lady. Kris looked down at his worn jacket and almost laughed at fate.
Paul moved Kris more towards center stage. Kris tried to argue but Paul said it made more sense since he would be singing and then playing for Glambert. Kris was tuning his viola when he saw a fancy set of shoes appear in front of him and heard Paul.
“Kris will accompany you with the viola.” Kris looked up and gazed into familiar clear blue eyes. Kris saw them widen and then quickly narrow into a glare.
Paul looked at Kris and motioned for him to stand. Kris wasn’t sure his body would cooperate. Adam just turned to Paul,
“That will be fine.” Adam was already scanning the crowd and then turned to Kris, “Maybe we can speak after the show. Paul, do you allow your performers to perform…private shows.” Kris’ eyes popped out. Paul seemed uncomfortable as Adam continued, “I’d be more than happy to pay Kris for his time and I am very generous.”
Paul looked at Kris nervously. Benji must have noticed his brother’s discomfort and walked over,
“We are honored to have you perform with us, Mr. Lambert”
“The pleasure is mine. Are you a musician?”
“No Sir. I help Paul manage the troupe and focus more on the business side.”
Adam glared at Kris again, “Then you are probably the man I need to speak with to have Kris visit with me later tonight.”
Kris’ jaw dropped and then he became angry, “We are performers not whores. I would think you of all people would know the difference.”
“You are right I do know that’s why I just need to offer the right amount.”
Benji and Paul exchanged glances and Benji spoke, “I am sure we can come to an agreement, Mr. Lambert. Kris is new to the troupe and he doesn’t always understand things.”
Kris was furious and forgot himself. “You bast-“
“Save your energy for tonight. You will need it.” Adam turned and walked away. Kris turned to Paul,
“You expect me to be a whore?”
“Kris, sometimes we have to keep our patrons happy. I don’t encourage that sort of thing but he really wasn’t backing down. Maybe he will forget.”
Benji looked at Kris, “You certainly could do a lot worse. Considering he is sitting at the King’s table and a very good friend of Simon Cowell, you may as well resign yourself to the fact that you will be spending the night with him if he so desires.”
The show began and Kris concentrated on the music. Kris kept his eyes down through his solo performance but looked up when he heard applause at the end. He bowed and sat down behind his viola. Adam came up and everyone applauded.
“It has been a while and I am not use to such a tame performance.” Adam joked with the audience. He looked over by Kris and Kris began to play. He heard Adam’s clear voice match the notes he was playing. Kris had forgotten how beautiful and moving Adam was when he sang. Kris looked up and watched Adam perform. He was truly sensational and had the audience eating out of his hands. Adam looked over at Kris when he finished. They stared at each other for a minute then Adam turned and bowed to the audience. The applause were deafening. Adam went near Kris, “I will see you later.” Adam returned to his seat.
They finished up the show and Kris was happy to leave the hall. The troupe were shown into a smaller hall and served a simple but better than usual fare. Kris was tired of listening to everyone gush about Adam. Kris was worried about what Adam would do. Adam was completely unpredictable and Kris realized he was scared. Kris saw Benji walk in and say something to Paul and they both looked over at Kris.
Kris steeled himself as Benji and Paul approached.
“Kris, Mr. Lambert would like you to meet him for a drink in his room.” Paul stated while looking apologetically at Kris.
“I am not interested. I am sure someone else would be willing to take my place.”
Benji grabbed Kris arm hard, “He was very clear that it had to be you. I will give you two weeks wage for this.”
“He probably gave you a year’s worth of my wage.”
“More than that and I have no intention of returning it.”
Paul spoke up, “Kris, it is a lot of money. Mr. Lambert seems kind and he is good looking.”
“Fine. I will go.”
Kris finished his meal and followed Benji’s directions to Adam’s room. Kris knocked and a servant answered. Kris was shown in. Adam was not in the room. Kris sat down and waited. An hour later Adam arrived. Kris could tell he had been drinking and became worried. Adam did not say anything and just poured himself some wine.
“You ran away from me to be a whore?”
“I left and became a musician. You are the one making me a whore.”
“Semantics. Well, I’d like my money’s worth.”
Kris looked at Adam, “We need to talk.”
“I didn’t pay for conversation nor do I want one. No, a simple fuck will do.”
“Don’t you want to know why I left?”
“Not really. I want you to get naked.”
“Why are you doing this?”
“Because I can. It is one of the advantages of being a wealthy landowner. Now undress.”
Kris did not see any softness in Adam’s eyes. Kris wanted to leave but he had no where to go. All he had was the troupe now and if he failed now he would be destitute and alone. Kris hoped Adam would show mercy and stop.
“You are going to rape me?”
“It isn’t rape when I paid for it. If you renege on the deal, then I have no choice but to force your hand, sort of speak.” Adam laid down and folded his hands behind his head waiting for Kris to undress.
Kris wanted to either runaway and die or run to Adam and beg for forgiveness. Instead he just opened his shirt and then removed his trousers. Adam stared at Kris hungrily and then licked his lips,
“Come here.”
Kris went over and Adam sat up and moved to the edge of the bed. He pulled Kris next to the bed and ran his hands over Kris chest and then down to his thighs. Adam moved one hand between Kris’ legs and toward his entrance. Kris moved back but Adam’s hand held him in place.
“Stop, Adam. I don’t want-“
“I don’t care what you want anymore.”
Kris shivered at the coldness and total lack of emotion he heard in Adam’s voice. Adam continued to rub his hand along Kris’ ass and then stroked him. Kris tried to suppress his response but his body betrayed him. Adam kissed Kris’ abdomen and then bit it hard.
“Don’t hurt me, Adam.”
“Why shouldn’t I? That would make us even. Get on the bed on your hands and knees.”
“Don’t do this.”
Adam grabbed Kris and threw him on the bed and pinned him down. Kris tried to struggle but Adam had the advantage. “If you fight me it is going to hurt more.”
Kris did not like being pinned down and was struggling. Adam was trying to immobilize Kris with his body by laying completely on top of him. Kris instinctively relaxed at the familiar feel and scent of Adam. Adam seemed to experience the same sensation because his grip loosened. Adam ran his tongue around Kris ear and then down his neck. Kris pressed up into Adam. Adam started kissing and lightly biting Kris’ neck. Kris was quickly losing reason and giving in to his own passion. He forgot about his predicament and the fact that Adam intended to rape him. It just felt too right having Adam’s lips against his throat and body pressing into his own. He had missed Adam too much to pull back.
Adam looked at Kris with a mixture of need and sadness, “I missed you so much, Kris. I could kill you for leaving me without so much as a goodbye.” Adam let go of Kris wrists and ran his hand over his nipple soliciting a moan from Kris. Adam kissed Kris lovingly and tried to get up. Kris grabbed Adam,
“Want you. Don’t get up.”
Adam smiled, “I am just undressing.”
Kris released Adam and watched as he undressed. Kris noticed Adam had lost weight, “Were you sick?”
Adam looked at Kris annoyed, “I didn’t have much of an appetite after you left. I am fine.”
Adam climbed back in bed and on top of Kris and started kissing him.
“Do you want to talk about it now?”
“No, Kris, I don’t. I want to fuck you and then I probably still won’t want to talk about it. You are a lousy whore.” Kris smiled because Adam sounded like a little kid not getting his way.
“Maybe you should have shopped around more.”
“I could shop a lifetime and still not find someone I wanted more or hated as much.”
Kris’ smile faded, “You really hate me?”
“Hate isn’t even strong enough to describe how I feel which is why I want to hurt you so bad. The only reason I am not pounding into you and tearing you open is that apparently my love for you might be a tad stronger.” Adam started kissing Kris down his body toward his manhood which effectively stopped Kris from pondering Adam’s words. As soon as he felt Adam’s mouth around him he bucked. Adam began slowly torturing him with his tongue. Adam released Kris and began running his tongue under Kris’ balls toward his entrance. Kris tried to squirm.
“Not this time, love, I am going to prepare you well because it is going to be a long night.” Kris felt Adam’s tongue in him and just tried to relax. He felt himself opening. Adam began stretching him with his fingers and making sure he was ready.
“Please, Adam. I’m ready for you.”
Adam positioned himself and pushed in hard. Kris liked the roughness and was pulling Adam into him harder and deeper. This was the roughest Kris had felt and the physical pain seemed to soothe some of the emotional tension. Kris was staring into Adam’s eyes and saw the anger give way to sadness. Adam looked away and just kept driving deeper and deeper into Kris.
“I love you, Adam”
Adam reached between them and stroked Kris and brought them both over the edge. Adam collapsed on top of Kris.
Kris heard Adam whisper in a small voice, “You left me all alone.”
“I am sorry. I thought it was for the best.”
Kris could feel Adam shaking and realized he was crying. Adam became self-conscious and wiped his tears, “I still don’t want to talk about it.”
“Fine. It is your coin.”
Adam raised an eyebrow, “I really am not ready to talk about my being able to buy you either. I just want to lay next to you and pretend we are in a place and time that we can just be together how we want to be. Indulge me.” Adam pulled Kris up against him and then drew the covers up. Kris kissed Adam short on the slips and snuggled closer.
Kris woke up and felt Adam still wrapped tightly around him. He heard the door open and watched Kara enter the room. She motioned for Kris to get up and leave the room. Kris slid away gently, dressed and joined Kara in the hallway.
“Well I am glad you seemed to have worked thing out. What were you thinking? You almost destroyed him.”
“He seems OK.”
“OK? He became melancholy and then started drinking a lot. About a month after you were gone he went back to town and was drinking himself into oblivion every night in some of the worst taverns. Simon finally intervened and decided Adam needed to get away. Hence we are here in Pratsia. Why did you leave him like that?”
“I didn’t want to hurt you or Phillip.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Leila spoke to me and made me realize Adam was risking everything for me and I couldn’t let all his plans go to waste. I have destroyed enough lives already.”
“The only life destroyed was yours and you did it for Adam. You and Adam deserve to be happy and Simon is not going to stand in the way. In fact, Simon is out looking for you to bring you back to Adam. Simon hates a depressed Adam more than a rebellious Adam. Simon realizes you disappearing is a bad thing for all of us. Come home, Kris.”
“I am not sure Adam and I worked anything out.”
“Well, than you can spend the rest of your lives patching things up. We are leaving in two days so you better go tell your troupe.”
Kara left Kris and went back in the room with Adam.
~~~End Part 38~~~