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Augustin Laurent (theotherlaurent) wrote in toujoursliberer,
@ 2008-08-25 23:38:00

Entry tags:

aime_laurent, augustin_laurent

Confronted
Subject: Augustin waits for Aime
Where: [BACKDATED to a few years ago] Laurent's Parisian home
Who: Augustin Laurent
Warnings: underage, incest, nc-17, possibly violent talking
Open to: Aime Laurent

Augustin waited in his brother's room for him. He knew where he was, and he had gone from surprise to hurt to anger and now he wasn't sure what he was feeling. His mind was running a mile a minute and he couldn't bear the thought of what Aime was actually doing, or why he would do it.

Antoine.

He couldn't believe their older brother actually thought this was a good idea. There was no talking to their father. Antoine could do no wrong to him. Somehow, he would just have to convince his younger brother against this course of action on his own.

The time ticked by and he waited. No matter how long it took, he would be there, waiting, waiting for Aime to return.

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tigersatthegate
2008-08-26 02:45 am UTC (link)

Aimé was in a buoyant mood. Everything had gone better than expected, there was a letter being written even now about a gift of property to the family and everything else that had transpired between them had been pleasant.

He opened the door, and his good mood evaporated almost immediately, seeing Augustin sitting there in his bedroom, in his private, personal space.
“What are you doing here?” He asked, although he tried not to think of the worst possible scenario. His brother could hardly know where he had been and what he’d done. He’d probably just wanted to see him. Aimé crossed to the room and kissed his brother on the cheek in greeting. “I’m sorry, that was rude of me. How long have you been waiting? Where we supposed to do something today? I didn’t mean to forget.”

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theotherlaurent
2008-08-26 11:05 am UTC (link)

Augustin didn't turn as Aimé came back into his room. He knew it was rude to just come in and wait, but at that moment Augustin didn't care. He was tense and only relaxed a little when his brother kissed his cheek. "No, no we weren't supposed to do something to day Aimé," he said looking out the window. "And I've only been waiting since shortly after you left."

He turned back toward Aimé. "Where did you go? Where did Antoine send you?" Would Aimé tell him? Or tell him he was wrong, that he'd heard incorrectly. Or something else? Augustin was jealous, he admitted it but he also angry at a world that would be so bad that his brother would have to do.... that, and for what?

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tigersatthegate
2008-08-26 11:18 am UTC (link)

Aimé froze for a moment, but then he shook his head and laughed it off. "What do you mean? I just went to see one of Antoine's friends and talk to him; it was nothing more than that, Augustin. You don't need to sound so angry or suspicious." He said, settling down on the bed and watching his brother’s face, wanting to see if he believed what Aimé had told him.

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theotherlaurent
2008-08-26 11:47 am UTC (link)

Augustin sighed and turned more toward Aimé, leaning against the wall. So that's how this was going to be, he thought to himself. "Is that what he's calling it?" He crossed his arms over his chest and looked back out the window.

After a moment Augustin looked at his brother, wanting so much for none of this to be true. "Is this how it starts? Now you can't even tell me the truth Aimé, me of all people?"

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	tigersatthegate 2008-08-26 12:54 pm UTC (link)
	"How what starts? Augustin, if you have something to say I would rather you were plain about it than takling in riddles and hiding your true meaning from me." Aimé said, although he had guessed that his brother must know where he had been, and what he had done, he did not want to say it himself in case there was still some small hope he would be wrong. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

theotherlaurent
2008-08-26 03:29 pm UTC (link)

Augustin dropped his arms and walk to the bed, moving in closer and looking down at Aimé. "You want my true meaning, little brother? How much did Antoine sell you for, to his friend? I heard Antoine, and talking was the last thing planned for you. Why would you let him..."

He didn't mean to be so harsh or mean but he was upset, angry and devestated. And though part of him knew it was irrational to feel like this, it didn't help that fact that. he. did.

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tigersatthegate
2008-08-26 03:38 pm UTC (link)

Aimé looked down at the floor, cheeks flushed red and he couldn't help but wish he was anywhere, anywhere but here.
"Augustin, I...It's not like that, not at all. I wasn't sold and Antoine said it would help the family and it seems like it would, the man he introduced me too offered us everything we could want - an introduction to the Queen and King's private circle, property in the city to increase our profits. It's not bad to want those things, is it?"

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	theotherlaurent 2008-08-26 03:56 pm UTC (link)
	"No? Then what is it like? Antoine said... why didn't Antoine do? Why does he make you do these things? Is all of that, the things, are they that important Aimé?" He sat down beside his brother and looked at him. "What about you," Augustin asked reached down to gently caress Aimé's cheek. "What do you want?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	tigersatthegate 2008-08-26 04:02 pm UTC (link)
	"Antoine isn't...what these men's tastes seem to run to." Aimé said quietly, still unable to meet his brother's eye. "They obviously are important, or Father and Antoine wouldn't have asked me to do this for them." He glanced up at his brother quickly. "To make my family happy, Augustin. You know family is the most important." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

theotherlaurent
2008-08-26 04:11 pm UTC (link)

Augustin wanted to hit these men, those who would take such advantage of Aimé, and he wanted to hit Antoine even more for seeking wealth and prestige at the expense of his brother.

"They asked in their usual way I suppose, giving you no chance to object or refuse," the older said, the disdain starting to show, but it was a comment not a question.

He reached out to cup Aimé's cheek and looked back at him. "And is this what makes YOU happy Aimé? Subversiveness to men who take joy in using you? Doing this, for money, for gifts..... you know what they call it Aimé... is that what you want?"

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tigersatthegate
2008-08-26 04:18 pm UTC (link)

"Stop it!" Aimé said, brushing his hand away and drawing his knees up, curling into a ball on the bed. "Don't call me things like that, or even suggest that. I'm your brother and I'm doing this to help you as much as anyone else."

"Maybe I enjoy submissiveness? I don't want to run around, making decisions for myself all the time. I like being taken care of, Augustin."

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theotherlaurent
2008-08-26 04:44 pm UTC (link)

Augustin wiped the tears threatening to spill over onto his cheeks. "Yes Aimé, you are my brother and I love you. I wouldn't have you stoop below yourself to help the family like this. Don't you know that?"

He moved and wrapped his arms around Aimé's body, holding him close. "I know you like to be taken care of. Have I not done that Aimé? Have I not cared for you," Augustin said, stroking Aimé's hair. "Do I not make you happy anymore?" he asked, his voice low in Aimé's ear.

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	tigersatthegate 2008-08-26 04:48 pm UTC (link)
	"Of course you make me happy!" Aimé said, wrapping his arms tightly around his brother. "How could you think such a thing? And I am hardly lowering myself, Augustin. These men are of a much better social standing than our family, we're provincial peasants compared to them." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)