Battlefield (A Lams story)

Chapter 8

Hamilton woke up to a sharp jab in his side, making him jolt up and hold his side.

"Wake up darling!" Adriene cheered. Hamilton warily looked up at the man who didn't seem amused about his choice of not moving. Adriene smirked and squatted to the other male's level. "For a small cutie like you, you sure aren't the submissive type," Adriene stated matter-of-factly. Hamilton rolled his eyes.

"I can't go around listening to every word a person says, what's the fun in that?" Hamilton teased.

"Ah, smart man," Adriene joked, flashing a seemingly warm smile, real or fake, no one knew.

"Alas, you admit it," Hamilton teased once again.

"Indeed, I did, for a cute gruesome nobody, you are very intelligent, according to your stats anyway," Adriene said, leaning in closer to Hamilton's face. The smaller male moved back a bit, making the taller one frown.

"My stats? How did you-," Hamilton started before Adriene put a finger to his lips shushing him.

"You forgot, I work for the bad guys, we'll always find a way," Adriene whispered with venom. Hamilton shivered at the tone of his voice.

"But-,"

"No,"

"How-,"

"Hush,"

"Wha-,"

"Shut it,"

"Wait-,"

"Oh my god, do you need help shutting your mouth?"

"Hold on-," Hamilton started again before Adriene slammed his lips into Hamilton's. Hamilton stared wide-eyed in shock as the man in front of him kissed him. His captor was kissing him. He could use this to his advantage, he thought. It would be betraying Laurens, but it wasn't like Laurens hadn't betrayed him before. If he played along, he could very well get everyone out of here if he played his cards right. But, he had to play them right or else everyone could end up dead. In a split-second decision, he pulled away. This was wrong, he was betraying Laurens, he didn't have a plan, his choice of cards were poor at the moment. He couldn't think straight and did the unthinkable. He slapped Adriene right across his cheek. Adriene fell back, holding his cheek that had a newly imprinted mark on it.

Adriene glared at Hamilton and huffed, muttering incoherent words under his breath. He raised his hand while Hamilton braced himself for impact. Impact that never came. Instead, Adriene took his hands, gently at first, and tied them together, becoming more forceful. Hamilton raised an eyebrow. Adriene smirked, leaning in.

"Where's your boyfriend to protect you?" Adriene asked, letting a psychopathic smile creep into his face.

"What do you mean? He right-" Hamilton started, reaching for his lover, who's supposed to be right next to him. "Here," Hamilton whispered, for he felt nothing there. How had he not noticed? It should've been obvious from the start. Laurens would've told Adriene off for calling him 'darling'. He would've warned Adriene about where he was touching. He would've screamed when Adriene kissed him. He was gone. Hamilton thought, panic coursing through his veins.

"Where is he?" Hamilton hissed in desperation. Adriene only shrugged.

"I don't know," Adriene said, deciding to play with Hamilton.

"Yes you do!" Hamilton screamed.

"Maybe I do, maybe I don't," Adriene said, picking at his nails.

"Yes you do! Tell me!" Hamilton demanded, trying to get closer to Adriene's face. Adriene only smirked.

"I," Adriene started, meeting Hamilton's face in the middle. "Don't have to tell you anything," He said, booping Hamilton's nose. Hamilton glared at Adriene and moved his head away. "Now, now darling, don't be like that," Adriene said, gently moving Hamilton's face so Hamilton's forced to look at him. "I'm sure we could," he began, leaning in to whisper something. "Work something out,".

Hamilton moved away quicker than lightning could strike. He stared at him in utter disbelief.

"W-what do you mean 'work something out'?" he asked, hoping the answer wasn't what he thought it was.

"Oh darling," Adriene started, tracing Hamilton's jawline. "So naive," he said, looking at Hamilton suggestively. "So cute," he listed, moving his body on top of Hamilton's. "So vulnerable," he said, leaning in more, leaving Hamilton shaking. "I think you know what I want," he whispered. Hamilton slowly shook his head.

"That's wrong on so many different levels, that's not even funny," Hamilton said, letting out a dry laugh.

"Who said I was joking?" Adriene asked, looking up from running his fingers down Hamilton's chest. Hamilton gulped. Could he really do this? Hamilton asked himself.

"Let's just say that if you do this, I'll let Laurens off the hook for the next few days," Adriene bargained, biting his lip. Hamilton took a deep breath.

"I'll give you a kiss," Hamilton tried. Adriene seemed to weigh his options, continuing to run his hands across the smaller male's body.

"Make out session," Adriene stated. "One make out session for letting Laurens off the hook... for the next few days," Adriene added on. Hamilton sighed and looked off to the side.

"Deal,".