He tried his best to disguise the bulge in his pants as he got to Klavier's office. This is embarrassing! Apollo mentally whined. Maybe I should just buy the tightest pair of pants in the world, then I'll never know the difference between when I'm hard or not then! Scared. He opened the door.
"Herr Forehead?" Klavier was still looking at his papers until he heard the door click softly behind Apollo.
"Mr Gavin…Mr Davison…he uh – asked me to…t-talk to you." Apollo struggled with his words.
"Just to talk?" Klavier's lips played into smirk, Apollo could detect a hint of…deviousness behind Klavier's voice.
"W-what do you mean!?" Apollo yelped. "I-I'm just here to find out why you're so mad at-!" He felt a hand over his mouth.
"Shut up Herr Forehead." Klavier pulled Apollo away from the door throwing him lightly towards his desk.
Apollo tripped and lost his footing as Klavier pulled him from the door.
"I can tell by your…well…" Klavier stepped forward and Apollo stumbled back, falling into the soft leather chair Klavier normally occupied. Klavier placed his hands on both the arms and trapped Apollo there. He leant some weight against him before stroking the bulge in Apollo's pants.
"Stop it!" Apollo cried out, attempting to kick Klavier away.
"Nein, I can tell you're hard for me…" He whispered.
"No I'm not!" Apollo did manage to kick him away this time. He scooted out the chair and tried to make a break for the door.
Only Klavier got there first.
"So who are you hard for then, hm?" Klavier smiled like the devil himself would.
"It's got nothing to do with you! Let me out!" Apollo tried to grab the handle of the door.
Big mistake. In fact, the biggest mistake Apollo could make.
Klavier snatched his wrist up into the air. He spun him round so his back was against the German man's chest. Klavier tugged Apollo's tie with his free hand and revealed the soft skin of Apollo's neck. Apollo held his breath as Klavier began to kiss there. N-no! Klavier you're not-! You're not the one I want! Apollo cursed inside. Klavier's hand slipped down to Apollo's vest.
Ignoring the stream of curses, kicking and screams from the attorney his hand slid under the buttons, pulling them up. As his hand reached for Apollo's shirt, Apollo's free hand grabbed his wrist. Apollo thrashed wildly, trying to break free, only the German man was much stronger than him himself.
Klavier forcibly tugged Apollo back to the leather chair and this time, he ensured that Apollo couldn't and wouldn't escape. He managed to fight against Klavier as he attempted to spread the attorney's legs, but only for a short while. He'd managed to undo Apollo's zipper and get to his erection.
Apollo tried to kick Klavier in the face. To stop him from doing anything to the throbbing organ Apollo had tried his best to hide. Still, Klavier, being the most resilient of the pair managed to take Apollo's organ into his mouth and suck. If Apollo was honest with himself, Klavier was good, then again Klavier had probably sucked a few guy's dicks to get to where he was today.
Apollo was crying, swearing, cursing the German. Why was Klavier so strong? He cried, inside apologising to Jack. When he felt himself come in Klavier's mouth he felt shame crushing him. Klavier refused to let him go though.
"Haven't you degraded me enough?" He sobbed. Only Klavier hadn't finished, only when he stroked himself until he climaxed on Apollo's chest did he release the heartbroken attorney.
Apollo tried his best to clean his chest with his shirt sleeve before grabbing his stuff and standing up to the German man.
"See, that wasn't so bad, was it Herr Forehead."
"YOU FUCKING BASTARD!" Apollo screamed at the top of his lungs, slapping Klavier with enough force to knock him sideways. "You ever touch me like that again and I swear to fucking God I'll get a restraining order on you!"
It was pretty fair to say Apollo didn't like what Klavier had done.
Meanwhile, while Apollo was upstairs, Jack had returned to Ema and Trucy.
"Where's Polly?" Trucy asked curiously.
"He's going to talk to Klavier for me, he'll be back soon." Jack replied. "Anyway Miss Wright, I've heard a lot about you, you are a good magician?"
"Oh yes!" Trucy squealed. "My best tricks are my magic panties and this!" She magically made Mr Hat appear. "Mr Hat!"
"Very good!" Jack clapped.
"Mr Davison…" Trucy put Mr Hat away. "Why are you and Mr Gavin arguing?"
"It's stupid." Jack replied. "Anyway, it's not like you're going to be interested…out of interest, don't you have a boyfriend? You're about the age girls normally get their first boyfriends and you're very pretty."
"Um…thank you…no I don't have a boyfriend." Trucy blushed.
"Neither do I…" Ema sighed.
"Really now? Why ever not?"
"Well, every guy I fancy turns out to be gay!" Ema cried.
"I suppose you're counting me in that, who else do you fancy?"
"Well I kind of liked Apollo…" Trucy's jaw dropped. "Oh don't look so surprised Trucy! I really like him, he's really sweet and kind."
"Perhaps I can make a suggestion?" Jack offered.
"Which is?"
"Next time I head into the town, come along with me. I'm sure I can find you a guy who ticks all your boxes."
"Who's probably also gay!" She added sarcastically.
"You should never doubt a gay guy's sense when it comes to picking out straight guys for their girl friends." Jack nodded.
"Then I might have to take you up on that offer." Ema smiled.
Phoenix came in, taking Trucy, after all, Apollo was taking his time.
"Jack, if I ask you a question, being proper serious, will you answer it?" Ema asked inquisitively.
"Yeah, I guess." He shrugged.
"Do you fancy Apollo as well?"
"What gives you that idea?"
"Well, you treat him really nice for one."
"Yeah I kinda do." He admitted.
"Why? What's so attractive?" Ema's eyes glittered.
"Two things. First, his attitude, he's really enthusiastic and really tries at everything, second has to be his cute little ass." Jack admitted.
"Why does your boyfriend wear all that garish jewellery too? It looks tacky!" Ema had to ask.
"Well, if you're talking about the rings, he wears the one on his thumb to say he is gay. It can also mean you're single, although I'm just as bad, I never take mine off." He waited. "The other, I dunno, he never takes it off."
"The necklace, I mean, how vain can one man be?" Ema asked.
"Well, he never takes that off because his fan base, mainly the girls, believe touching it gives you good luck. Trust me, if they knew where that thing had been they'd be washing their hands real good after."
"What do you mean?"
"Well…" He whispered where the strange G shape emblem had been.
"Ew! Gross! You mean he actually put it up-?"
"Uh-huh."
"Man that is disgusting."
They spotted Apollo, who looked in their direction before sprinting off. Jack and Ema tried their best to get after him but he was gone before either caught him.
"What's eating him? And did he look like he was crying?" Ema turned to Jack. "Do you think…?"
"I'm gonna find out." Jack made his way back into the main precinct but headed off in the opposite direction to Klavier's office.
"Jack! Where are you going? Klavier's office is this way!"
"I'm going to security! A tape can't lie to me!"
Jack knew there was a video recorder plugged in, in one of the closets. He pushed the tape into the recorder and rewound it to when Apollo went in. The police didn't go cheap when it came to security, most of the cameras even picked up sound, the one in Klavier's office wasn't an exception.
Hearing and seeing Apollo's cries hurt Jack. He was furious, Apollo was still really unsure of himself and Klavier had hurt him.
He made his way back to Ema. Klavier was there, grabbing Jack's shoulder.
"I'll dare you do that to my friend! Get off of me!" Jack broke free.
It was evening, Jack was alone in his office at Klavier's home. The tape was there on his desk, staring at him, begging him to talk to Apollo. The only light in the room was a single desk lamp, he looked from the computer screen, a picture of him and Klavier – before Klavier started cheating – staring at him. He clenched his fists as he heard Klavier getting drunk and screaming at the television.
"Forgive me for my intrusion Mr Wright; I know it's getting late." Jack was there at the door, looking solemn with the tape under his arm.
"Mr Davison? Can I help you?"
"Is Apollo in?"
"No, he went home, his apartment is only a few blocks away though…" He wrote an address down.
"Thank you Mr Wright, goodnight."
He was nervous throughout the two block walk to Apollo's apartment.
"A. Justice, 312." He looked at the door apprehensively before knocking on it. There was a lengthy pause, making Jack think Apollo wasn't home. As he turned to walk away there was a click, the door opening.
He was only dressed in a red gown, clearly Jack had caught him getting out the shower.
"…Apollo…" Jack began.
"Please Jack, I-I'm sorry." Apollo braced himself to be slapped. Instead, he felt the bigger man's arms around him.
