So, it looks like Apollo and Klavier are now officially a couple! Yay! How long will it take before things go wrong? Let's find out, shall we?
Chapter Eight – Just Do It With Love
Klavier
I was really proud of us. We lasted ten whole minutes before we ended up having sex again! I was laying on top of Apollo as we lay on the couch and I was kissing him repeatedly.
"You know," I said in between kisses, "My bed is extremely soft yet supportive. It's like laying on a cloud with the support of a king." I wish that had been the line that made us break our promise of no sex for a while.
"If your bed is so amazing, then why did you start doing me on your couch?" Apollo asked, looking at me with slight annoyance. I gave him a sheepish grin before leaning down and kissing him gently.
"I'm sorry, Schatz," I replied. "I was just so starved for you, I just had to have you right now." He gave me a look.
"I thought we weren't going to have sex for a while," he pointed out. I blinked at him.
"So, you don't want to try out my bed?" I wondered. His legs tightened around my waist and he pulled me back down on top of him with a frustrated sigh.
"Yeah, I do," he growled, kissing me hard on the mouth. I laughed and kissed him back just as passionately. My arms were already wrapped tightly around him, yet it was another matter entirely to untangle our limbs enough so that we could properly stand up.
He let out a small yelp of fright as I pulled him off the couch and began carrying him up to my bedroom. I was glad I lived alone and didn't have to risk anyone seeing us like this, though I made a mental note to clean the couch we had just made love on later. I wouldn't want to feel awkward when I had guests over.
The moment we touched my bed, I was on top of him and kissing him passionately once more. I had not really pulled out of him, so it was an easy matter getting right back into making love to him. He let out a gasp the moment I started moving inside of him and his arms tightened around my shoulders.
I began kissing him all over as I started thrusting my hips into him. I kissed every part of him that I could reach, listening to him moan with satisfaction. I felt him arch his back into me as I pressed my lips to his chest and I could feel his fingers raking down my back. I didn't mind. I just wanted to feel every part of him.
Our breaths were coming out in forced gasps, but that didn't slow me down at all. I sat back so that I could watch him writhe underneath me, admiring every inch of his body as I did so. His hands dragged down my arms as he tilted his head back with a groan. I used the opportunity to lean down and press my mouth to his throat while I grabbed his wrists and pinned them to either side of his head.
"Mein Gott, Apollo," I breathed, burying myself in his neck. "You are so…perfect."
I just loved him so much. I couldn't believe that any of this was actually happening. How had we gone from friends not speaking to each other to lovers in the span of a few days? I didn't know and I didn't care. I couldn't have asked for a better outcome.
I thrust myself harder into him and he let out a cry. I widened my mouth over his neck as I dug deeper into him, desperately wanting to hear him cry out again. His legs tightened around my waist as I rolled my hips faster and faster.
I held him tight, keeping him pinned to the bed as he began to thrash underneath me. A moment later, he let out another cry and I could feel him begin to orgasm. I grinned into his neck, continuing to thrust into him until I too orgasmed. And though I wasn't nearly as explosive as Apollo, it was still the most mind-blowing thing I had ever felt.
I held onto him tight, riding out my wave of pleasure until I eventually collapsed on top of him, completely and utterly spent. We both lay there in silence for a long while, fighting for breath and being unable to move. When I could finally feel my limbs again, I slowly rolled off of him with a sigh and reached over to my nightstand.
"So, what did you think, Schatz?" I wondered, pulling out a box of tissues to clean ourselves with. "Is my bed amazing or what?"
"Shut up," Apollo grumbled, his eyes closed with exhaustion. I couldn't help but laugh as I leaned over him with a smile.
"I'll take that as a yes, then," I replied, kissing him gently. He let out a sigh and I could see him start to relax. He only flinched slightly as I cleaned both of us up, and when I returned to his side, his eyes were back open and he was staring at me.
"I should probably go home," he muttered. I stared at him before glancing at the clock on my nightstand.
"Schatz, it's one in the morning," I told him gently. He let out a groan. "You can stay with me tonight," I pointed out, working the covers out from under us. "It is something that can happen, especially since we're dating now. Besides, think of it as repayment for when I slept over at your place."
"Don't remind me," he groaned.
He crawled under the covers with me without arguing anyway. I eagerly snuggled up close to him and quickly wrapped my arms around him before reaching over and turning off the lights. I could hear him let out a quiet sigh before he relaxed into my arms and I couldn't help but smile to myself.
Surprisingly, laying there with Apollo in my arms was somehow better than sex. Feeling him relax deeper into my embrace as he slowly fell asleep and listening to his quiet breathing was quite possibly the best feeling in the world. And he was all mine. My only fear was that I would wake up the next morning and he would be gone or that this was somehow a dream.
I fell asleep with my face buried in his neck and a smile on my face. The next morning, I was startled awake by Apollo thrashing around in my arms and shouting. He sounded quite panicked and it instantly drove all the tiredness from my limbs as I quickly shot up and looked around wildly for danger. Seeing none, I looked down at Apollo, who at this point had calmed down.
"What happened? What's wrong?" I wondered. He looked up at me, embarrassment showing on his face.
"I, um, kind of forgot where I was for a moment," he muttered. "I just didn't expect to wake up in your room."
My breathing slowed down and I couldn't help but stare affectionately down at him. I leaned over and pressed my face into his neck, hiding the smile on my face. Mein Gott, he was so adorable! Even the way he woke up was precious.
"Do you want to take a shower with me?" I asked, settling myself on top of him. He let out an annoyed groan and didn't reply. I decided to take that as a no. It took me a moment to move, as part of me just wanted to curl up with him and go back to sleep. But I couldn't. I had a bunch of cases starting to pile up. Stupid work.
I reluctantly and carefully untangled my arms from around him and rose to get ready for the day. Apollo didn't move as I did so and I assumed that he had fallen back to sleep as I went to take a shower. It did allow me to think things over now that I had the chance to come down from the high that I was feeling since last night.
I still couldn't believe at how perfectly this had all worked out. I found myself to be the luckiest man in the world to have such a wonderful person like Apollo Justice. To think that he just showed up at my house and one conversation later, we were secretly dating. Letting the hot water cascade around me, I reflected on how my life could be so perfect at the moment.
I couldn't exactly remember the moment when I realized that I was in love with Apollo. I think it was when he was encouraging me to stay true to myself and supporting me when we had called my brother to the stand during the Misham trial. He was just so passionate and kind; I was surprised that everybody who met him didn't immediately fall in love with him. And now, I was all his.
I came out of the bathroom with clean clothes and a smile on my face, but it fell when I entered my bedroom and found that Apollo had disappeared. The bed sheets were still a mess, but there wasn't a trace of him anywhere. I felt my heart pound painfully in my chest. Had he really abandoned me so quickly? Had it been a lie? Was he really just using me?
I quickly rushed out of the room and practically flew down the stairs. I stopped short when I came upon the sitting room and I nearly tripped over myself as I did. Apollo was standing in the middle of the room with only his pants on, seemingly looking for something.
"Guten Morgen, Schatz," I greeted him. He jumped, spinning towards me and I saw that he was holding a shirt in his hands. It was at that moment that I realized what was going on. He stared at me with wide eyes.
"I was lying in bed when I realized that all my clothes were still down here," he explained, looking away awkwardly. Then he frowned and narrowed his eyes at me. "You threw my clothes everywhere that I'm having trouble finding everything."
I grinned sheepishly at him as he looked down at the shirt in his hands.
"This isn't even mine," he grumbled, tossing it onto the floor.
I quickly stepped into the room and made my way over to him. I wrapped my arms around his waist and gave him a quick kiss, smiling gently down at him.
"Do you want me to help you look?" I offered.
"If you wouldn't mind," he sighed, pressing his face into my chest for a brief moment. "This is kind of your fault, after all."
"You could have stopped me," I pointed out as I released him and started looking around the room for the rest of his things.
"Shut up."
It didn't take long for the two of us to find where I had flung the rest of Apollo's clothes. I offered to take him to work, but he quickly refused before I could finish, flatly saying that he was never getting on my "death trap" of a hog again. I couldn't help but laugh.
"I have a car too, Liebling," I pointed out to him.
"Oh, of course, you do!" he suddenly shouted, throwing his arms in the air. "Of course you would have a car as well as a motorcycle! Because the big star prosecutor gets paid in six figure salaries while us pathetic defense attorneys have to scrounge on pennies to get by. You know what I get paid in? IOUs! Come in my office sometime and I can show you the drawer full of IOUs I get from all my clients!"
I gave him a charming smile and bent over to look him in the eye.
"Oh, I'd love to 'come' in your office," I replied in a smooth voice.
"God damn it," he snarled, turning his back on me in anger. I took a step forward and pressed my face into the back of his neck and he let out a sigh, leaning into me.
"So, do you want a ride or not?" I wondered. He let out another sigh.
"I guess," he mumbled.
We stood like that for a long moment before we finally decided to move. I led the way towards my garage where I kept my car and my motorcycle. My car wasn't nearly as fancy as my hog. I mostly used it if I needed to go somewhere without drawing attention to myself. But it was still a slick, stylish car. I still like to drive in comfort, after all.
Apollo didn't complain as he got into the passenger side and after a moment of looking around the inside, he sat back with a sigh and closed his eyes. I got into the driver's seat and started it up, looking over at him.
"Tired, Schatz?" I asked him.
"Kind of," he muttered. "I haven't been getting a whole lot of sleep lately. I think it's this case. It's been a strange case all the way through." He wouldn't look at me as he spoke, which made me think that the case was only part of the reason why he wasn't getting enough sleep. I had a feeling that the main reason was because of me.
"You don't have to lie, Herr Forehead," I told him. "I know I've been causing you agony for the past week. I know I came on kind of strong and I understand that scared you. You don't have to spare my feelings over it."
He opened his eyes and glanced at me.
"I shouldn't have tried avoiding you like a child," he replied. "I take responsibility for my actions. But I'm serious about the case. It just doesn't make sense. Why would someone kill a security guard who didn't do much to stand out? Why would they blackmail a man into framing someone else? It just doesn't add up."
I had to agree with him about that. This case was just getting more and more complicated by the second. It didn't help that we had no decisive evidence and very few clues to go on. Maybe now that Apollo and I were dating, we could join forces and work out exactly what was going on around here. He smirked when I pitched him my idea of sharing clues.
"You know, that's exactly the sort of thing I was worried that people would accuse us of doing," he replied. "But, then again, Mr. Wright told me that the defense and prosecution should work together to uncover the truth."
"Plus, we work well together," I pointed out with a smile.
"I can't argue with that," he replied.
A few minutes later, we were pulling up to the building that housed the Wright Anything Agency. Apollo quickly unbuckled himself, started to open the door, then hesitated. Then, he suddenly leaned over and gave me a deep kiss. I melted the instant his lips met mine.
"Thanks for the ride," he said quietly when he pulled away.
"Anytime, Schatz," I replied, trying to keep my voice from shaking. He gave me a smile and I think my heart stopped at that moment.
My eyes followed his every movement as he got out of the car and made his way over to the building. I waited a few more moments before finally driving off. I made it to work in record time, but it felt strange arriving on something other than my hog. Something told me I could get used to it, though.
Work was standard enough. I was up to my armpits in extra cases, thanks to my impromptu day off. It didn't help that Herr Miles Edgeworth was the chief prosecutor now. I couldn't help but admire the man, but he did have a tendency to go overboard with assigning cases. Then again, he was fairly new at being the chief prosecutor. I was just glad that it was Friday.
In the small amount of time I had to myself around lunch time, I made sure to send Apollo a text officially asking him out on a proper date. I took my time typing it, making sure to put in my usual flare and poetry when asking him.
My text ran as follows: "My dearest Schatz, tomorrow is the day that most have deemed most romantic and since we are now officially lovers in the night, I was hoping to sweep you off your feet and bring you to someplace special in the hopes of growing closer."
It took him about half an hour before he finally replied.
APOLLO: …Are you asking me out?
KLAVIER: That was the idea, yes. ;)
I could almost see him rolling his eyes at that. He eventually texted back, saying that this time, I had to pick what we did. I couldn't stop a broad grin from breaking out on my face and I told him that I was absolutely willing to do that.
I decided to visit my brother in the morning of that Saturday, since visiting hours would be just beginning and I would have all the time I needed with him. Since this was a normal visit, I was led into the normal visiting room with the glass window in between us.
He looked vaguely annoyed when he was led into the room, but he brightened considerably when he saw me. Well, as considerably as he could when he is mein bruder. The corners of his mouth twitched upwards as he sat down on the other side of the glass.
"Klavier," he greeted casually once we were situated. "You look to be in higher spirits today." My own smile did not falter from my face.
"Am I that obvious?" I asked.
"I take it you worked things out with Mr. Justice," Kristoph replied. I couldn't help but let out a dream filled sigh.
"We didn't just work things out, bro," I said, the smile growing on my face. "Apollo and I are officially dating now!"
His eyes visibly widened with surprise as I explained to him what happened. He didn't speak and just stared at me for a long moment after I told him.
"Well…that was fast," he muttered eventually.
Too late, I remembered my promise to Apollo that I would keep our relationship secret. I flinched slightly at how quick I was to tell Kristoph, but at the same time, I knew I could trust mein bruder to keep our secret. No matter what, we always kept each other's secrets. Besides, it's not like he could go to the media with this info.
"You won't tell anyone, will you?" I asked. Blushing, I added, "I, er, kind of promised Apollo I would keep our relationship a secret. He's afraid that people will accuse us of letting each other win in trials if they were to find out about us."
"A reasonable assumption," Kristoph agreed. "Though I'm sure you would easily be able to work it out. I think it's more that Mr. Justice is a very private person. Even when he was working for me, he wouldn't talk about his personal life at all. I don't think he would like annoying paparazzi hounding him for stories about dating the famous rock star prosecutor, Klavier Gavin. He looked put off just from his interview after the trial that indicted that former atrocious band mate of yours."
I flinched at the mention of Daryan. I didn't really like to think about him or what he did to me. And to frame a child for murder…there was no way I could ever forgive him.
"You saw that interview?" I wondered. It was true that Apollo and I both gave a small interview after that trial. Apollo only answered one or two questions before it turned to mostly about me and what was going to happen with my band. I didn't really remember any of it since I had given so many interviews before.
"We get to watch the news for an hour every day," Kristoph explained. "They asked one question about something having to do with his personal life and he never answered it."
"So, you won't tell anyone, right?" I repeated after thinking it over for a moment.
"Don't worry, your secret is safe with me," he replied with a small smile. I let out a sigh of relief. "So, where are you taking Mr. Justice for your date tonight?"
"I'm not sure," I replied. "I'd like to something nice and take him somewhere where we can just talk, but of course it can't be anywhere where we would be easily identified as a couple. I also don't want to scare him off with anything too fancy."
"I hear the Space Center is nice," Kristoph suggested. "You remember how I used to take you there when you were a child?" I smiled warmly at him.
"I remember," I replied fondly. "It would be nice to go back, wouldn't it?" I looked over at him with curiosity. "How have you been doing by the way? You seemed kind of annoyed when you first came in."
He let out a frustrated sigh. "I hate to bring him up again, but my cell is not that far from Daryan Crescend's cell," he told me. "All he ever seems to do is complain and it's been driving me nuts. As you'd imagine, he and I don't get along very well."
"I'm sorry, bro," I said. "I know you two didn't like each other even when you weren't both in jail. I guess you two just had clashing personalities."
"You can say that again," Kristoph growled. "Plus, he has the worst fashion sense I have ever seen! How could he call himself a professional and look like a shark is about to eat him?"
It was true that Kristoph was always judgmental over who I hung out with growing up. He tolerated most of my friends, but I remember he immediately hated Daryan upon meeting him. There was just something about him that Kristoph couldn't stand, though when I asked, he always just said that he thought Daryan would be a bad influence on me. Now, to be fair, Daryan would tell me just how much he hated my brother every chance he got. When Kristoph first got arrested, he would brag about how Kristoph "got what was coming to him."
"What does Daryan complain about anyway?" I wondered, shaking off the memories.
"You, mostly," Kristoph replied. "He keeps saying you 'betrayed' him. I keep trying to tell him that if anything, he betrayed you, but he won't listen to reason. And he's a bratty child who just tells me to 'shut it' every time I try to speak."
"I'm sorry, Kris," I told him. "Maybe I should talk to him."
Kristoph scoffed and tossed his hair. "It wouldn't do you any good," he replied. "He's completely unreasonable."
"Well, he would be with someone he hates," I pointed out.
"True enough," Kristoph agreed. "By the way, is it true you're working on the case of a murdered security guard?" I blinked in surprise at him.
"Yes," I replied. "How did you know about that?"
"Because he used to work here, actually," he casually replied, as if it was no big deal. "Mostly the night shift. A lot of the prisoners here liked him because he would tell them jokes. I was always trying to sleep at that time, so I kind of found him annoying."
"Interesting," I said thoughtfully. I knew that Herr Stick worked at the prison, but I didn't know that he helped with the prisoners like that. I thought he only worked at the detention center, not the actual prison.
The two of us talked for a while more. I told Kristoph about how we had a suspect and how Apollo would be defending him in court. Like myself, Kris knew to take a case seriously when Herr Justice was the defense. Kristoph claimed that it was because he had trained him so well that he was a force to be reckoned with.
Eventually though, I still had some things to take care of before I met up with Apollo, so I was forced to bid mein brother farewell for now. As I was standing and getting ready to leave, Kristoph suddenly addressed me again.
"By the way, tell Mr. Justice that he's more than welcome to visit me at any time," he said. "It gets kind of lonely with just you and the occasional guard to talk to. Though he did betray me as well, I still do enjoy his company."
"I'll try, bro," I replied. "But I think it might be difficult for him. I think he might be afraid of you since your breakdown at the Misham trial."
A wicked grin formed on his face. "Oh, he doesn't have to worry about that," he told me. "I wouldn't try to bite him or anything…often." I rolled my eyes at him.
"You're so overly dramatic, bro," I stated.
"Said the perfectionist rock star," he shot back.
"…Touché."
I'm going to end this chapter here because this chapter has become shockingly long and I really don't have anything else I need to have happen right now. Next chapter, we'll hopefully actually start the trial and see how Apollo and Klavier act in the courtroom now that they're dating. And of course, we'll see their first official date. Let me know what you think so far! Night Witch, out.
