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We're Beautiful Now	By : Fuzzbeast Category: +M through R > Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney Views: 1933 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Ace Attorney series or the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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"We're Beautiful Now"
Author Note: This story is a Klavier/Kristoph/Apollo threesome fic set in an AU where Kristoph is still a perfectly nice/good guy, and still working as a defense attorney. Warnings for sibling incest and some general gay sex. Oh, and note that I haven't played Duel Destinies yet, so there's no references to that in this fic.
"I do not own the Ace Attorney series or the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story."

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"Hey, Apollo," Phoenix greeted, "Good job on today's court case!" Phoenix was practically Apollo's mentor now, and of course, he had stayed to watch his protégé perform this fine Monday morning.
"Yeah, I'm thinking I've got this one in the bag!" Apollo replied triumphantly as they both exited the courthouse. They made their way down the steps outside.
"You're just lucky that Klavier is such a laid-back prosecutor," Phoenix continued. "If you'd had to put up with some of the prosecutors that I have in the past, things might have been different – and you'd be tearing your hair out by now."
Apollo grinned at him. "Don't let Mr. Edgeworth hear you say that, or he'll make you sleep on the couch again." Phoenix humphed.
"That's different! I'll have you know that I love Miles very much, even if he is difficult sometimes," Phoenix responded indignantly.
"Oh, I know, I'm just teasing you." Apollo grinned apologetically. After a bit more banter between them, they bid each other goodbye for the evening, and Apollo headed home to his own small apartment. Once there, he sat down at his computer.
In truth, although he never let on to it in court or in public, he knew something about the Prosecutor that most people didn't, and he couldn't stop thinking about it. Apollo clicked on a particular folder, bringing up a series of videos that he'd collected off the internet. He'd discovered these while trying to do a bit of research on Klavier, as it seemed like a good idea to get to know his opponent better. He'd been rather shocked to find out that Klavier had apparently worked in quite the different job in the past.
Apollo clicked on one of the videos and began watching, his face flushing red as he watched a naked Klavier fucking a large-breasted woman bent over a desk. Even though it was pretty standard fare for a porn video, there was a subtle softness and gentleness in Klavier's movements, almost as though the director had told him to "fuck her hard," but he hadn't been able to fully suppress his innately sweet and gentle nature. Apollo trembled slightly as the video ended – watching these always made him so aroused, but he wasn't finished yet. This time he selected a different video – one that looked less professional and more like an amateur's work. This one featured a naked Klavier entwined with Kristoph - his own brother. They kissed and stroked one another in a picture of pure love and affection – they looked so similar they could almost be twins (although Apollo knew that Kristoph was actually a few years older).
"Ugh..." Apollo groaned as he stroked himself through his pants – the hardness down there was becoming unbearable. "Aah!" he cried out, having cum before he'd even had a chance to remove himself from his garments. He stopped the video and his face flushed red once more – this time from embarrassment. He didn't know why, but it seemed that he always came too quickly. Whether he was solo or with someone else, this issue always left him feeling embarrassed and ashamed.
He sighed aloud, looking at the still image of Klavier and Kristoph holding each other in bed. Truthfully, when he'd first discovered these videos, his first reaction had been disgust. He'd thought them both to be twisted and sick, but he couldn't seem to pull himself away from the videos, and ended up watching them over and over again. He'd seen the love there, the sparkle of affection in Kristoph's eyes, the genuine smile Klavier gave him in return, the softness of their kisses, the gentleness with which they held one another. Over time, Apollo couldn't help it, but he could no longer summon any feelings of disgust at all – he only yearned to feel that intense kind of affection from someone, too. "It's not likely to happen, though," he reminded himself out loud. He'd had both boyfriends and girlfriends in the past (although he had a stronger preference for men) and all of them had gotten irritated by his little premature ejaculation problem - and had left him shortly thereafter. He sighed as he recalled the snickers from the men, the sour looks from the women... He'd never told anyone outside of his relationships about this problem, and every time he tried dating someone new, he always just didn't bring it up, hoping that this new time would be different somehow. It never was, but he never sought any help for it, from a doctor or otherwise, simply because it embarrassed him too much.
Apollo shut down his computer and got up to take a shower and prepare for the next day of court ahead of him. He always did his best to be professional in court , but sometimes he found it difficult to look at the pretty man across the room from him, especially after having seen what he had. He sighed again; it would be a long day tomorrow.
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"Ahh..." Klavier sighed in pure bliss as Kristoph worked his shaft with his mouth. It had been a nice day in court, and he'd enjoyed seeing the rambunctious little defense attorney, but he was quite happy to be home to his beloved brother again. Klavier groaned softly as Kristoph released his shaft.
"Do you want to be on top tonight, or should I?" Kristoph asked in a polite tone.
"You do it, brother – I'd like you to be inside me today," Klavier responded, his voice dreamy and soft. Kristoph complied, parting his sibling's legs and preparing himself with copious lubricant. They both groaned in unison as he pushed inward. Their large cocks had served them well during their years when they worked in erotica, but sometimes it was cumbersome for the occasional extra lovers that they shared. Many of them had difficulty adjusting to such a large size, but thankfully, Klavier and Kristoph both seemed to fit inside each other like gloves. Klavier moaned softly as Kristoph began a slow, steady rhythm, rocking into him over and over again. The few minutes they spent entwined like this felt like a pleasurable eternity to Klavier, but eventually they both found their release, crying out with their dual orgasms.
Kristoph pulled out of his lover and laid down next to him, holding him in a tender embrace. Neither of them spoke – they didn't need to – as they laid there in companionable silence. After a few minutes, though, Kristoph asked something. "You like that small defense attorney, don't you?"
"Yes," Klavier answered honestly. There was no point in trying to hide anything from his brother, and he was certain that Kristoph would not be angry about it, regardless.
"So why don't we invite him to join us sometime?" Kristoph asked gently. "I see no reason that we couldn't try, at least."
"Oh, I don't know..." Klavier hesitated, "He might not like the idea, and I'm not sure it's professional behavior, after all." Klavier bit his lower lip and frowned.
Kristoph shook his head. "You shouldn't give up before you've even tried yet. Just ask him, you never know. Even if he says no, at least you'll have an answer."
"Oh, alright," Klavier agreed, "but I'm going to wait for a good opportunity. That'd be for the best." Kristoph nodded his agreement and they turned out the lights, drifting off to sleep in the warmth of each other's arms.
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Apollo had suffered a difficult day in court – not because of the actual proceedings, which had been fairly straight-forward, but because the platinum blond prosecutor had seemed to be smiling at him all day in a very disarming fashion. It had left Apollo particularly flustered as he was exiting the courtroom out into the hallway. Phoenix excused himself for the evening almost immediately since he apparently had some business to attend to, leaving Apollo alone. As he was walking down the hall, he caught a glimpse of Prosecutor Gavin and his brother, Kristoph, just casually holding hands as they entered into the break room. Apollo gaped at them. "How could they just hold hands like that in public so casually?! It was like they weren't even trying to hide their taboo relationship!" he thought. He found himself trailing them down the hallway and into the break room before he even had a chance to consider what he was doing.
Once he opened the door, he was surprised at what he found. Kristoph was sitting on a couch in the corner drinking coffee, and Klavier had his head resting on the older man's shoulder as though it were the most natural thing in the world. Klavier sat up straighter once he noticed Apollo staring at him, but didn't make any attempt to move farther away from his brother. "Why, hello, Herr Forehead, and what brings you in here at this hour?" he greeted.
"Uhhm...." Apollo stalled, unsure of what to even say. "I, um, I was...just following you."
"Oh!" Klavier brightened immediately, "You wanted to talk to me? That's wonderful! So, what did you want to talk about?" Kristoph only continued sipping his coffee with a bemused smile on his face as he watched their conversation.
"Uh, uhm..." Apollo panicked as he tried to quickly come up with something to say, anything that would make this less awkward. "I, uh, I've seen your videos, and I'm a big fan of them." "Argh!" he screamed out in his mind. He could practically slap himself for spewing that one out of his big mouth!
"Oh, really? That's wonderful," Klavier replied, completely unfazed by the deep red blush that was spreading across Apollo's cheeks. Kristoph merely chuckled into his cup of coffee but otherwise didn't say anything. Klavier continued, "I hope you've seen the newer videos and not just the old ones – they are much better."
Apollo nodded mutely and Klavier just smiled brightly back at him.
"Uhm," Apollo swallowed thickly before continuing, "I, uh, noticed that your older videos seem professional, but the newer ones seem more independently done."
"Ah, yes, that's correct," Klavier replied. "You see, Kristoph and I used to work for a proper company with a director and everything, but I really didn't like the way things were done. My costars were all wonderful sweet people – especially the ladies, many of whom would bring us flowers after work. It was the director, really, who bothered me - he was always telling me I wasn't doing it right, and I needed to go harder or faster, and more aggressive, but I was always afraid I'd hurt my poor costars. I remember always asking Miss Cherry afterwards if she was alright, and she'd always laugh and say she was fine, but I still felt a bit bad about it. I was always trying to get her off, too, and I felt bad about it on the days that I couldn't manage it. I think she found it funny, because she was always laughing at me afterwards. You know...she eventually told me that 'Cherry' wasn't even her real name." Klavier paused in his rambling just long enough to smile again at Apollo, who had turned an even brighter shade of red. "Anyway," Klavier continued, "I got tired of it and decided I wanted to make my own videos – something different where I would be able to express my love and affection more fully. The people in traditional porn videos always seem so callous, or even aggressive sometimes, but I think love should be beautiful. I really don't understand it...but, anyway, do you like my amateur videos better?"
"Yeah..." Apollo answered hoarsely. His normally loud, clear voice seemed to be failing him right now.
Kristoph finally put his coffee cup down on the side table and turned to Klavier who eyed his brother questioningly. "Don't you think you should ask him now?" he pressed gently.
"Oh, sure," Klavier replied before turning back to Apollo. "Excuse me, Herr Forehead, but I was wondering if you'd be interested in visiting us tonight. Since you're a fan of our videos, you should know that we are very loving, and so we've always got a bit of extra affection to share with others, too. Maybe you'd like to come make something beautiful with us tonight?" Klavier flashed that sunny smile again.
Apollo just stood perfectly still, his mouth opening and closing like a gasping fish. He felt like his throat was closing up and he couldn't form words anymore even if he wanted to. "Here you go," Kristoph said with a chuckle as he handed Apollo a business card with their home address on it, "if you'd like to pay us a visit, just show up at this address. If not, that's fine, too." Apollo took the card dumbly, still unable to speak.
With that, both of them got up to leave. "Nice talking to you, Apollo," Klavier said as he headed out the door. It took several minutes before the short defense attorney was able to process fully what had just happened. Once he had, his face erupted into redness all over again. He stared disbelievingly at the card in his hand, pondering whether or not he wanted to take them up on their offer. He decided to head home to think about it some more.
Once Apollo got to his apartment, he took a shower. Perhaps the hot water would help him clear his mind. "What should I do?" he thought. He desperately wanted to go, to be with the two gloriously beautiful platinum blond men who had pretty much offered to sleep with him tonight, but at the same time, he was nervous about the whole thing. He really didn't want his little 'problem' to bring him embarrassment. He could just imagine their pretty smiles turning sour once he blew his load too soon, and the thought of the shame he'd feel gave him serious pause. On the other hand, he wanted so badly to go - this was a once in a lifetime opportunity that most people would never get, being with two people who were so beautiful... He rested his forehead against the shower tiles and cried in frustration as the water pounded against him. He was aware on some level that the crying wasn't really helping things, but he couldn't stop the tears from flowing down his cheeks. "Damn it..." he whispered through gritted teeth as he banged a fist against the tiles.
Apollo ended up deciding that he would go. He didn't want Klavier and Kristoph to think that he just wasn't interested in them, and he didn't want to seem rude towards them. However, he'd also decided that once he got there, he'd swallow his pride and explain his problem to them and why he wouldn't be able to 'make something beautiful' with them after all. At least that way, Klavier would know that he wasn't rejecting him, but just that he wasn't good enough for him and his brother.
Apollo headed over to the address on the card around 7pm. He was debating whether this was too early, or even too late, but it seemed reasonable enough of a time. It turned out that Klavier and Kristoph's home wasn't a house or an apartment, but what looked like a fancy condominium unit. He knocked hesitantly on the door. Silence. Apollo was thinking about just leaving when the door swung open.
"There you are!" Klavier greeted enthusiastically as he pulled Apollo into the room. He guided Apollo over to the couch where Kristoph was already waiting. Kristoph smiled and waved slightly at him.
"We're glad you decided to come tonight," Kristoph said to Apollo as he offered his hand. Apollo took it, unsure of exactly what the older man wanted. Kristoph brought it to his lips and kissed the knuckles, causing the shorter defense attorney to blush profusely.
"I told him you'd definitely come," Klavier added happily, nearly bouncing on the couch cushions in joy.
Apollo wasn't sure exactly how to respond to this. He almost couldn't bear to ruin their happy moods with his dour reality, but... "Um, well, I...really think you're both beautiful," he started out, "and it would have really been a shame for me not to take this opportunity, since I'll probably never get it again."
"Oh, don't be so silly," Klavier said as he pulled Apollo into a hug. "You're beautiful, too..." he whispered as he pressed his forehead to Apollo's, causing the smaller man's breath to catch in his throat. Then, Klavier placed his lips against Apollo's, kissing him softly and gently. Apollo moaned into that mouth, allowing Klavier's tongue to enter and rub against his own. Lost in the kiss, he was vaguely aware of someone's arms cradling him from behind, and another set of lips placing soft kisses against the side of his neck. He moaned more loudly now, limp as putty in the two men's arms. One part of his body, however, was anything but limp, and he jerked when Klavier brushed a hand against his erection.
Apollo pulled out of Klavier's grasp, embarrassed that he'd lost control and let it get this far. "I'm really sorry, but I can't do this," he whispered.
Klavier had a hurt expression on his face. "What's wrong?" he asked, "Did you have a change of heart?"
"Do you not want us anymore?" Kristoph added, his glasses partially obscuring the disappointment in his eyes.
Apollo shook his head. "It's not that, guys. I really do want you -this is practically a dream come true for me- but I can't."
Klavier looked confused. "Why not? What's wrong?" he asked.
"I..." Apollo was unsure how to explain this exactly, "I have a...bit of a problem."
"Hmm?" Kristoph questioned.
"I, well, I..." Apollo struggled to continue, "I seem to be very sensitive...down there, and I have a problem with cumming too quickly. I guess most people would call it 'premature ejaculation' because I never tend to last longer than a minute. It's...incredibly embarrassing for me." He cast his eyes downward, desperately wishing he could disappear while waiting for their reply
"Hmm...I don't really think that's a problem," Kristoph said. Apollo just gaped at him.
"I agree," Klavier chimed in.
"Excuse me, what?" Apollo said in confusion. "How could you guys not see this as a problem?! It's cost me quite a few relationships in the past!" Klavier quirked an eyebrow at him, so Apollo continued. "The last person I dated was a cute lady -and you have no idea how hard it is to find a woman who's shorter than I am- and it was all going good until the first time we slept together. She was pretty pissed, and the second time it happened, she told me it wasn't going to work out and dumped me right there. I went home and...cried afterwards."
"She's a terrible lover," Kristoph stated matter-of-factly. Apollo craned his head around towards the other man, a questioning expression on his face.
"My brother is right," Klavier agreed, "A good lover tries to adapt to their partner's needs, and helps work to solve problems together. She shamed you and made you feel bad instead, therefore, she's a terrible lover."
"But it was my fault..." Apollo muttered.
"Oh, really?" Klavier interjected. "Did she actually try to help you? Did she try suggesting anything? Was she willing to work with you at all?"
Apollo frowned, turning towards Klavier. "No... She didn't make any suggestions because she was too busy being pissed, and I didn't think to try anything because I was too busy feeling ashamed and miserable." Strong arms wrapped around his torso; Kristoph was hugging him from behind. Apollo sank into the embrace – it felt too good not to.
"Please," Klavier spoke softly, cupping Apollo's face in one hand, "we'd still like to make love to you tonight. It'll give us a chance to learn your body – to learn your sensitivities and preferences, and how to best adapt to your needs. Will you let us?"
"I, I don't know..." Apollo hesitated, "It's embarrassing, and you won't find the experience particularly enjoyable, I'm afraid."
Kristoph leaned in, pulling the smaller man tighter against him. "Listen," he said gently, "We're not going to mock you – we are both very accepting people, and you must be, too, if you're here with us now. We are just asking you to relax and let us learn about you – neither of us is going to judge you, I promise."
"That's right," Klavier agreed, placing a sweet kiss on Apollo's wide forehead.
Apollo gulped nervously. "A-alright, I will. I...if you avoid touching me down there for awhile, I'll be able to last a bit longer, I think."
"Hm," was all Klavier said before locking lips with the smaller man once more. Apollo moaned into that sweet mouth, tongues rubbing together, as Kristoph resumed kissing him up and down his neck, hands stroking all over Apollo's body, save for avoiding one particular spot. Soon enough, Apollo was practically mewling, every nerve in his body seemed to be on fire as he desperately avoided touching himself despite his aching erection. Klavier finally separated from him.
"We should take him somewhere more comfortable, yes?" Klavier asked his brother. Kristoph nodded his approval, and scooped Apollo up in his arms, carrying him to the unlit bedroom.
"Wow," Apollo muttered as he was placed on the bed, "I don't usually let people pick me up..." Once he'd been laid down, Klavier and Kristoph continued their ministrations, kissing and stroking him all over. Before he'd even realized it, all three of them were naked and pressed against each other, Klavier on his right and Kristoph on his left. "Aahhh....." Apollo moaned out loudly.
"Beautiful..." someone whispered in his ear. "Was that Kristoph?" he thought. He wasn't sure, and ceased to care about much of anything as two sets of soft hands continued roaming up and down his body. He gasped when one of them touched his erection, gripping loosely and sliding a hand up and down.
"No, wait!" Apollo begged, "I, I can't..." He was straining now, struggling to hold back his body's desired release.
'Shhh....It's alright," Klavier soothed as he gently squeezed the tip of the smaller man's erection. Apollo sighed as the imminent urge to explode mysteriously subsided. It was only then that he became aware of the two, rather large, cocks that were pressed into his sides. He hesitantly reached down with both hands and grasped the two shafts, pumping up and down.
"Ugh, I don't have enough hands..." Apollo muttered, causing Kristoph to chuckle softly. He continued stroking the two large men to the best of his ability while they took turns teasingly running their fingers up and down his cock, always stopping just short of allowing him release. Just when he thought he wouldn't be able to stand it anymore, they stopped altogether. Kristoph moved, positioning his face closer to Apollo's erection.
"W-wait," Apollo protested, "I've never been able to withstand THAT for very long...especially now that you guys have got me all over-excited."
Kristoph smiled at him. "Don't worry now and just trust me. It doesn't matter what happens, we're just trying to learn about you, after all." With Kristoph's reassurances, Apollo settled back down. The beautiful blond man lowered his lips over the head of Apollo's erection, sucking gently. Apollo jerked reflexively from too much excitement, and Kristoph stopped momentarily. Once Apollo had settled back down again, Kristoph continued his attentions. Very soon after, though, Apollo was tensing and fisting the sheets from his efforts to hold back his orgasm. Just when he was sure he might not be able to last any longer, Kristoph squeezed his thumb and forefinger around the base of his shaft with a strong pressure. Strangely, although Apollo was still very excited, the feeling of immediate explosion subsided once more. Kristoph smiled even though his lips were still wrapped around that length, and continuing holding the base in his fingers, keeping steady pressure as he continuing bobbing and sucking.
Apollo was crying out loudly now, "Aaahh! Ah! Aughhh!!!" in a voice so loud it threatened to disturb the neighbors. Klavier placed his lips over the smaller man's, using his mouth to drown out some of those cries as he kissed him passionately. Eventually Apollo screamed out loudly into that mouth, spilling his seed down Kristoph's throat. He continued to twitch and spasm and moan as his fluids were drained, and it took a few minutes before he finally calmed down.
Apollo panted breathlessly. "Uh..." he huffed, "...you guys...are...amazing. I've never...lasted that long before, and it was so...intense. ...Oh my god, thank you..." Both Klavier and Kristoph were smiling down affectionately at him.
"You're very welcome," Klavier replied, "and thank you for giving us your trust, and your affections." Apollo only managed a tired smile in return for the man's sweet words. "Now, if you don't mind, may we continue?" Apollo only nodded mutely, exhausted.
Kristoph gently turned Apollo onto his side, facing away from him. Then he gathered up some of the fluids that had been ejected and coated his own hard length. Apollo wondered if he would be penetrated, but Kristoph slipped his penis in between the smaller man's thighs instead, squeezing them tightly together and he slid back and forth. Klavier guided Apollo's hands to his erection, encouraging him to stroke it. Apollo complied, using both hands to pump up and down the large length. Klavier moaned softly as he was stroked, and Kristoph moaned into Apollo's ear and he continued pleasuring himself. Eventually Klavier cried out in pleasure as he spilled his seed into Apollo's hands, followed shortly thereafter by Kristoph's groan of release. The three men laid there for awhile, utterly exhausted but thoroughly satisfied as they drifted off to sleep.
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Beep, beep, beep. "What was that?" Apollo thought groggily. Beep, Beep, beep. "Huh?" Apollo said aloud as he tried to extract himself from the tangle of limbs he was in. However, before he could, Klavier had already reached down and grabbed Apollo's phone from the bedroom floor where it had fallen.
"Hello?" Klavier answered.
"Huh? That voice isn't...who is this?" Mr. Wright replied from the other end of the line.
"Oh, it's for you," Klavier said sleepily as he handed the phone over to Apollo.
"Hello?" Apollo answered into his cellphone.
"Who was that?" Mr. Wright asked, "and more importantly, where the hell are you?! Do you know what time it is? The trial starts in ten minutes!!!"
"Holy shit! I'll be right there, I swear!" Apollo shouted as he hung up the phone. "Quickly, Klavier, we gotta go – we're going to be late for our trial!"
Klavier quickly snapped out of his sleepy daze. "Oh, whoops! I forgot all about that. Hurry, Herr Forehead, let us get dressed and I'll give you a ride over there!" With that, both men rushed to hastily put their clothes on as quickly as physically possible.
Kristoph just chuckled at them, cool as a cucumber, before saying, "I don't have to be in to work today until noon." Apollo scowled at him before he and Klavier rushed out the door and down the steps of the condo. Klavier pulled his motorcycle around the parking lot and Apollo hopped on the back, gripping the prosecutor tightly as they sped off towards the courthouse.
Phoenix Wright paced angrily in the lobby of the courthouse. "Where the hell is he?!" he thought to himself. Suddenly, Apollo burst in through the front doors, followed by Prosecutor Gavin. Both men looked quite disheveled. Apollo's clothes were rumpled and sloppy-looking, his hair sticking up ridiculously on one side. Klavier came off looking slightly better since he'd been able to put on a fresh pair of clothes from his own closet, but his normally carefully coiffed golden locks were hanging everywhere in disarray, and he was missing his signature jewelry since there hadn't been any time to put it on.
Phoenix just stared at the two of them, especially his protégé. "God, you look like shit." Apollo just frowned and bit his lip, trying to think up some excuse. "Never mind," Phoenix continued, "just get your ass in there before the Judge gets angry." Apollo happily complied, glad he wouldn't have to explain this right now.
They both got strange looks from the Judge and the people in the courtroom, but other than that, the trial proceeded as normal. Apollo still held the upper hand, and Prosecutor Gavin was all smiles even though he was being clearly beaten. Phoenix had thankfully not said anything about the strangeness of the morning's events, even during the lunch break. As soon as they exited for the afternoon, though, Phoenix cornered Apollo. "What was up with you this morning?" he asked.
"Um..." Apollo began, not quite sure exactly how to explain this delicately. Just then, Klavier smiled and waved at him as he passed by down the hallway.
"Oh, no...you didn't?" Phoenix said as he slowly pieced together what might have happened. "Please tell me you didn't...sleep with that man?"
"No..." Apollo answered slowly.
"Oh, good-" Phoenix replied with a sigh.
"-Actually," Apollo cut him off, "I slept with both him AND his brother." He finished with an immensely sheepish grin.
Phoenix slapped himself in the forehead, face-palming hard. "Why? WHY?!" he demanded. "Do you realize how unprofessional this is? Also – eew! Why would you do that...? Ugh!"
"Hey now," Apollo said defensively, "You and Mr. Edgeworth are together, and you both work opposite sides of the bench."
"That's – That's different!" Phoenix sputtered out.
"Hello, Mr. Wright." Phoenix turned at the sound of the familiar voice. Speak of the devil – Chief Prosecutor Edgeworth was standing right behind them. The stern expression on his face was betrayed by the amused sparkle in his eyes, though.
"Hey, Miles," Phoenix replied weakly. Edgeworth closed the distance between them, sliding one arm gently around to the small of Phoenix's back. "Uh...Miles?"
Edgeworth smiled ever so slightly at them. "Come now, Phoenix, why don't you and I go home, and you let these kids have some fun?"
"Haha, okay," Phoenix replied sheepishly as he let the silver-haired prosecutor lead him outside. Apollo snickered after he was gone.
Klavier reemerged from the corner he had been hiding behind. "Wow, I thought he'd never leave. So, Mr. Justice, what are you doing this afternoon? Do you think you'd like to visit me ag-"
"YES!" Apollo shouted, startling passerby and causing Klavier to jump a little.
Klavier chuckled. "My, someone's excited. Give me some time though, there's something I need to do this afternoon, so if you could come by late, maybe around 9pm, that'd be great." Apollo nodded vigorously, looking almost as though he might break his own neck from the effort. Klavier just chuckled again and bid the small defense attorney farewell as he exited the building.
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Apollo was so excited he could hardly stand it when he arrived at Klavier's condo once more. He knocked on the door but it was Kristoph who opened it. "Hey!" Apollo greeted happily, pulling the man into a tight hug.
Kristoph chuckled at him. "Hey, yourself. You seem happy to be back here, so I suppose we did well?"
"Oh...you two made me feel so good. You have no idea – thank you! Thank you so much!" Apollo answered as he buried his face in the taller man's chest.
"Glad to hear it," Klavier said as he emerged from the bedroom. "We have a small present for you, Herr Forehead."
Apollo moved over to look at the small gift box curiously. He took it from Klavier's hands and slowly pulled the ribbon off, opening the top. "What's this, a ring?" he asked. Klavier nodded. The ring was gold-colored and had a pretty swirling scroll design on the outside, along with small inset rubies. It was a beautiful ring, but strangely large and heavy. "Wow, guys, this ring is really pretty, but it's kinda big for me, or anyone for that matter, don't you think?"
Klavier smiled at him. "Actually, it's not a ring meant for fingers – it goes somewhere else." Apollo blushed once he realized exactly what it was.
"I noticed last night that pressure around your base seems to help you stave off orgasm for awhile, so we thought this might help you," Kristoph explained further.
"I picked it out!" Klavier stated happily, "So I hope you like it!"
Apollo nodded. "Yeah, it's really pretty – thank you for thinking of me."
"Of course," Klavier replied as though it were completely expected.
"Oh, but why don't we test it out?" Kristoph asked. "Maybe you can try it on for us?"
Apollo blushed again as the two men led him to the bedroom, stripping casually once they got there. Once they were all fully naked, Kristoph captured Apollo's lips with no warning. Apollo moaned into that mouth, struggling to keep up with that wicked tongue. He was vaguely aware of something firm brushing against his backside as Klavier's hands roamed all over his body, brushing teasingly against his newly acquired erection. "Mmph!" he groaned out as fingers suddenly grasped his shaft, sliding something cold and hard gently down to the base. Apollo broke from the kiss to look down at his new piece of jewelry.
"How does it feel?" Kristoph asked.
"Um, well, the pressure feels good – it's tight, but not unbearable. As for the look...well, I feel kinda strange wearing this really fancy thing on my cock..." Apollo said.

"How so?" Klavier questioned with a raised eyebrow.
"It's like...well, it's such a beautiful piece of jewelry - but it's on me, though. I feel like something like this should be worn by a really beautiful person..." Apollo answered.
"But you are beautiful," Klavier stated matter-of-factly, which caused the shorter man to blush furiously and fidget self-consciously. The two blond men guided him over to the bed and laid him down gently on his back. They began kissing and stroking him once more, and he tried desperately to touch both of them back, running his hands along whatever body parts he could reach. They took turns stroking and teasing his length, cupping his balls, and softly rubbing at his pink tip. As soon as the excitement was starting to become unbearable, they suddenly stopped.
"Apollo," Kristoph whispered softly, "I'd like the chance to...penetrate you, if you think you can take it."
Apollo glanced at Kristoph, both hesitation and desire warring on his features. "Um, I want to...so badly - and I'm sure you know this, but you guys are rather large, and I'm not sure either of you would fit."
Kristoph smiled sweetly. "That's alright, I don't have to go in all the way. I just want to test your limits – but I promise I won't hurt you. Would you be willing to receive me?"
"Sure," Apollo sighed out as he allowed the older man to urge him up onto his hands and knees. Klavier handed some lube and a condom to his brother, who carefully prepared himself and his smaller lover.
"You have done this before, right?" Klavier asked.
"Mmph....Oh, yeah, of course, "Apollo answered as Kristoph fingered him, "I've been with other men, just not with someone so big. Of course, my last boyfriend wasn't too impressed with me..."
"Shh! Banish those negative thoughts – you're with us now," Klavier chided gently.
Apollo groaned as Kristoph pushed into him slowly and carefully. Kristoph kept pushing in until Apollo cried out in pain, trembling. "Alright, so that's our limit, then," Kristoph muttered quietly as he stopped. "Alright, Apollo, I think I've got it now - you should be just fine." After that statement, Kristoph started thrusting gently in and out, being very careful to not go beyond Apollo's limit. Apollo continued crying out, but in pleasure this time. Eventually, he gestured for Klavier to come closer, to which the prosecutor complied. Apollo took that sizeable length into his mouth, sucking on the part that he could fit into his mouth, which was only about half. Klavier moaned softly, running his fingers through Apollo's hair in response. Soon enough, Apollo was trembling from the strain of it all, especially because the man inside his posterior had started running his hands teasingly over his length. Eventually, Apollo could take no more, and he cried out loudly around Klavier's cock as he trembled in orgasm. He heard Kristoph groan a few moments later, filling him with warmth. He sucked more vigorously on Klavier's cock until the man cried out and spurted his seed down Apollo's throat, which caused him to cough and sputter.
"You alright?" Klavier asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine," Apollo said as he wiped semen off his chin. He sighed and pulled carefully away from Kristoph, just so he could lie down. The two brothers joined him on either side. "You know what?" Apollo asked, "that was amazing. I think that's the first time I've ever had normal sex. Thank you, from the bottom of my heart."
"Normal? With us? I don't think that's a thing with us," Kristoph replied. "Also, you are very welcome."
"Thank you very much for giving us the opportunity to further share our affections with you," Klavier said to Apollo. "It takes a lot of courage to admit your weaknesses to someone else, but you opened up beautifully for us, and let us in both metaphorically and literally, so I thank you."
Apollo smiled at them. "Kristoph, Klavier, I...think I might love you both. ...Sorry about that."
"Why are you apologizing?" Klavier asked earnestly.
Apollo hesitated before answering. "Well, I notice that you guys seem like you've had a lot of casual relationships in the past – I just assume you prefer it when people keep it casual. Um, you can just disregard my statement, if you want – I don't want to scare you guys away from me with my talk about love."
Klavier quirked a quizzical eyebrow. "I think you misunderstand us, Herr Forehead. Let me explain our life philosophy. I believe in...love. I believe in sharing it openly, and vibrantly. I believe that a lot of people have more capacity for love than society currently tells us we do, and that we can love others to varying degrees – a little or a lot, permanently, or in passing. I believe love is free, not a prison – so I do not try to force my partners to stay, but neither do I force them to leave, so long as they continue to love us and treat us with respect." Kristoph nodded his agreement.
"Wow," Apollo sighed. "That's...wow. So...you don't mind that I love you?"
"No, of course not," Klavier answered, "We've been loving you this whole time – it's beautiful that you love us back. Every time we make love to anyone, we're sharing a piece of ourselves. Sometimes, I only share a small piece, but sometimes, it's an amazing, big piece."
"Would it bother you if I asked you to love me...more? To let me be part of your lives? I, I can't imagine not doing so, but I don't really understand our relationship status...sorry," Apollo said.
Kristoph reached over, cupping Apollo's face gently. "Listen, you can stay with us the rest of your life, if you want, or you could leave tomorrow. Klavier and I have an open relationship, where we love whomever we want to, and do not hold it against each other the way most couples do. Of course, you can see that we aren't an average couple regardless. If you can live with that kind of life, then you're welcome to be with us as long as you like, so long as you treat us with love and respect."
"Whatever you choose to give us, we'll give right back to you," Klavier added, "That's karma, baby."
"Um," Apollo asked hesitantly, "Don't you worry that you guys would grow apart? Or that your other lovers will leave you eventually from falling in love with other people?"
"Well," Klavier answered, "I don't really worry about my brother and I growing apart, because no force in this universe could tear us apart, but as for our other lovers, they come and go. Some people have a very narrow capacity for love, and can only love one person at a time, so they sometimes leave for that reason. Sometimes, the gravity of other people pull them away from us. Our lovers are the tides of the ocean – they come and go, but Kristoph is my rock."
"Yeah... I've been wondering," Apollo continued, "Why do your other lovers leave you? You guys seem amazing, I can't imagine why anyone would leave." Both Kristoph and Klavier laughed at that.
"Haha! Well," Klavier spoke up, "there's lots of reasons. Sometimes they only love one of us, and don't want the other, so it doesn't work out. Sometimes they just don't like our relationship together, and sometimes they can't get used to our life philosophy, wanting us to shut our hearts to anyone else. Of course, we try not to have too many lovers at any one time, to avoid exhausting our love supply, but some people want firm commitments regardless. A few people just end up wanting something different out of us – I remember one lady told me, 'Klavier, you're as sweet as pie, but I can't eat nothing but dessert for every meal.' I guess she wanted a different, more dominant, type of person at the end of the day, and that's fine. Of course, sometimes they just get annoyed with me and my silly personality."
"Oh, and there's one more thing," Kristoph piped up, "Sometimes people leave due to physical incompatibility. We dated a petite red-headed woman before-"
"-She had a beautiful spray of little freckles across the bridge of her nose," Klavier interrupted, "and when she blushed, her face looked like a strawberry, so we often called her Miss Berry."
"Yes," Kristoph continued patiently, "Miss Berry was a lovely woman, and we loved her, and she loved us back. However, she had a very small opening down there, and we couldn't make love to her without hurting her. We tried lots of things, but it never quite worked out. Eventually, even though she was very fond of us both, she decided to leave of her own free will, and bid us that we share our beautiful love with someone else. We wished her well on her future journeys in life, but we never saw her again after that. That's fine though, I feel it was still a very positive experience for all of us, and she left with only good feelings toward us."
"Wow," Apollo said again, "I...just wow. Speaking of physical incompatibility, though, how far did you manage to fit into me?"
"A little over half-way, and you were very tight," Kristoph replied.
"Oh..." Apollo responded, "I'd...like to be able to do better. You've been very kind to me, adapting to my needs, so I'd like the chance to adapt to you. Do you think it's possible?"
"Sure, it's possible," Kristoph said as he got up to fetch something from the closet. "We ended up getting something else for you, just in case you would want it." He returned with a box, which he handed to Apollo. Apollo looked into it and saw a set of anal plugs, from small ones to rather large ones.
"Start with the biggest one you can comfortably use," Klavier explained, "and work your way up. If it hurts too much, then don't force it and just go to a size lower for awhile. Eventually, if all goes well, you should be able to fit the biggest one, and then you'll be ready for us."
"Okay, I'll do it," Apollo agreed. Kristoph placed the box on the floor next to Apollo's clothes, then returned to bed. They all snuggled up into each other's arms for a relaxing sleep.
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Thankfully, Apollo had remembered to turn on his alarm this time, and neither of them were late for their trial. They'd even had time to share a breakfast of strawberry danishes and mint tea, all while talking and laughing merrily.
By the time Apollo got to the courthouse, he was in a fine and happy mood. He grinned at Mr. Wright, who just raised an eyebrow back at him before they started the day's proceedings. Klavier was on point today, objecting here and there as appropriate, but there was no malice in it. Apollo shot his points back at him, equally without malice, and he sensed that this trial would be coming to a close soon. The day ended on time, and he made his way out of the courtroom, Mr. Wright following behind him.
Klavier and Kristoph were standing in the lobby, obviously waiting for him. "Hello, Herr Forehead!" Klavier called to him happily. Apollo stopped in front of them. They both seemed to be hiding something behind their backs. "Here you go," they said in unison before both revealing small bouquets for Apollo. Klavier's bouquet held yellow daisies, while his brother's held white daisies. Apollo accepted both of them with a light blush on his cheeks as they both hugged him and placed a kiss on either side of his forehead. After that, they casually waved goodbye as they exited the courthouse together.
"So, when's the wedding?" Mr. Wright asked sarcastically. "Also, which one of them are you trying to date exactly?" He wrinkled his face into a disgusted expression.
"Yeah..." Apollo answered distractedly, "I don't think Klavier believes in marriage."
"What is that supposed to mean? Like he doesn't believe marriage exists?" Phoenix asked.
"I mean that Klavier believes in free love so I don't think he'd like marriage," Apollo answered, "and I'm kinda dating both him and Kristoph."
Phoenix looked a bit shocked. "Don't you think that's kinda...weird? Oh, and also gross?"
"Not really," Apollo replied dreamily. Phoenix shook his head and they both went their separate ways.
Apollo decided to try out the anal plugs once he got home. He groaned and whimpered and strained, and managed to get size number 7 fully inserted, but he knew he couldn't go any farther. "Oh, well," he said aloud, "only a few more to number 10 and then I'll be ready for my new lovers. I'll be there in no time!" He wore the plug for a few more hours while he puttered around his apartment, but removed it before going to bed.
The next day of court felt a bit different. Klavier was still as sweet as ever, but Phoenix seemed bothered by something. He kept shooting weird looks at Klavier, and even seemed to shudder when he saw Kristoph later. "Hey, Apollo, come by my office later – we need to talk about something." Apollo looked at him, confused, but nodded his assent.
Later, Apollo showed up at Phoenix's office. Phoenix quickly ushered him inside and shut the door behind them. "What is it?" Apollo asked, not liking the way this was going.
"Um, I don't know how to say this..." Phoenix began, "but I'm worried about you."
"Why?" Apollo asked, still confused.
"It's your...new boyfriends," Phoenix began carefully. Apollo furrowed his brow. "I mean, I want to be happy for you and all, but I was doing a bit of digging into their past, and, well...how do I say this? I think Kristoph might be...a criminal, and possibly abusive."
Apollo stared back at Phoenix in shock. "What do you mean? He's one of the sweetest people I know! Plus, he made me feel so loved and accepted..."
Phoenix gestured for Apollo to come closer. "Look at this," he said, pointing to some documents, "Apparently Kristoph spent two years in prison when he was 18, specifically for charges of statutory rape and incest. The victim was...his own brother, Klavier."
Apollo just stared at him, aghast. "That's terrible..." he said.
"I know, right?" Phoenix agreed.
"NO!" Apollo shouted, "I mean it's terrible that Kristoph had to go to jail just for loving Klavier so much."
"Apollo?" Phoenix asked carefully, "Did you know about their relationship together?"
"Of course," Apollo responded indignantly, "and I'll have you know that I've never seen two people who loved each other more – and I support them!"
"Apollo!" Phoenix protested, "Don't you think it's odd that Klavier 'loves' his brother like that? Where do you think that came from? Clearly, Kristoph must've molested and abused him as a child, and now his worldview is all twisted up! That's the only reason he believes he 'loves' his brother now."
"How dare you!" Apollo shouted angrily. "You don't know them! Their love is genuine, and Kristoph would never hurt Klavier in a million years. They have a beautiful relationship together!"
"Incest is illegal!" Phoenix yelled back. Apollo, however, was too angry to even answer, and he stormed out of the office with not so much as a second look backwards.
The next day in court was tense and difficult. Phoenix was not present that day, Apollo was irritable and on edge, and even Klavier could sense that something was wrong. After the day ended, they both received text messages from Mr. Edgeworth, asking them to come visit his office immediately. Apollo and Klavier went to the Prosecutor's tower, both stealing worried glances at each other. Apollo was filled with dread. Was Klavier going to get busted? Would he be sent to jail? He didn't like where this was going at all.
Once they got to the imposing office doors, they opened them up and were greeted with a grumpy-looking Mr. Edgeworth, while Phoenix was sitting in a chair off to the side. "Have a seat, gentlemen," Mr. Edgeworth said as he gestured to the two chairs in front of his desk. "So," he continued, "Mr. Wright here tells me that Prosecutor Gavin here is breaking the law?"
"I'm sorry, Apollo, but I had to tell him. Miles is a stickler for the law and I know that he'd want to know if one of his own employees were a criminal." Apollo shot Phoenix an angry, hurt-filled glare, but Phoenix continued, "Miles, Klavier is – well, in an illegal incestuous relationship with his own brother."
"Hmph. Oh, that," Miles replied in a blasé tone, "I already knew about that, and I frankly don't care."
"What?!" Phoenix questioned, utterly confused.
"I said I don't care," Miles continued, "I knew about that ever since I first interviewed Mr. Gavin. I asked him if he'd ever done anything illegal, and he broke down in tears and told me about his...unusual relationship with his brother. At that point, I questioned whether or not Mr. Gavin had the emotional fortitude to handle this job, but I honestly don't see an issue with their relationship. Frankly, they aren't hurting anyone, and I don't see any problem with it."
"But, but, Miles! That's crazy!" Phoenix protested.
"Phoenix," Miles answered in an exasperated tone, "If I fired everyone around here who had questionable sanity, there'd be no one left working here, myself included. I won't fire a good prosecutor for such a trivially meaningless matter."
Phoenix just gaped back at him. "Well, then, if you won't fire him, then at least try to help this poor man! He needs to go to counseling or something!" Klavier shot Phoenix an angry look, but Phoenix continued, "His brother must've been sexually abusive at some point towards him – that's gotta be why he's in this weird, unnatural relationship now." He looked towards Klavier. "Please, I'm just trying to help you," he pleaded earnestly.
"That's not true," Apollo piped up angrily, but Miles shushed him.
Klavier had been silently fuming up until this point, but now, it seemed that he could not hold back his words any longer. "Let me tell you a story, Mr. Wright. My brother would never, ever hurt me – he can't even stand to hug me too tightly! We have always loved each other, closer than anyone else I know, and he never coerced me at all – he was always polite, and always asked my permission before doing anything to me. We were very happy together, and I know that if our mother were still alive, she would have been okay with our relationship. Unfortunately, our father was not, and he discovered us one night, and he was very upset about it. He yelled at us, asked us how we could do this to him – as though we were just trying to deliberately make him angry, then he forbid us from touching each other again. He locked us in separate bedrooms at night, and sent me to a counselor because he blamed Kristoph, just as you do. The counselor tried to convince me that my beloved, kind, gentle brother had hurt me, but I refused to agree to lies. My father was angry that I was 'being stubborn' and he had Kristoph tried in a court of law as soon as he turned 18. My poor, sweet brother was convicted because the Prosecutor wouldn't listen to my pleas, and his defense attorney was a lazy sack of shit."

Phoenix was squirming in his seat now, but Klavier continued his story. "I went to visit him whenever I could sneak out of school to do so, and he would sing softly to me through the phone and the glass so that I wouldn't feel so alone, but I could see all the bruises on his face that he was getting from being locked up in there. Then, as distraught as I was about this all, my father started beating me to try to make me 'normal'. After Kristoph was finally released from prison, we gathered a couple bags of our things and ran away from home. We were terrified that our father would find us and that one or both of us would be sent to prison again, so we spent our time living on the streets, always moving from place to place so we wouldn't be found. It wasn't so bad during the summer, because here in L.A. everyone has so many fruit trees, and we'd go around the neighborhood and gather the ones that had fallen outside of people's fences. We always tried very hard not to steal food or beg for money. We'd huddle in the subway to stay out of the rain, and sometimes kindly people would give us food anyways, I suppose they must've seen that we were runaways, but we could never trust anyone for too long because we weren't sure if they'd turn us in or not. Eventually, winter came, and it got much harder to find anything to eat, but my sweet brother would always insist that I eat first whenever we found anything, even when there wasn't enough to go around. Eventually I noticed that he was shivering all the time, and his hair was falling out unnaturally. Then I realized that he was starving himself to death - just so that I could eat. A nice woman took us in shortly thereafter, and we were able to rebuild our lives, but I ask you, Mr. Wright, does that sound like an abusive person to you? Well, does it?!"
Phoenix sat perfectly still, his mouth agape while Apollo stared at them both with a mortified expression. Miles was wearing his usual neutral mask of impassivity while listening to all this. "I – I'm really sorry...but I think I was wrong about you two," Phoenix said in a strained voice. Klavier's passionate story had clearly affected him. "I must apologize, though, but the thought of you two...together, still kinda squicks me out," Phoenix finished.
"Hmm..." Miles interjected, "You know, Phoenix, there was a time not too long ago where you and I would not have been allowed to love each other. I've come to realize over the years that, the law is yet an imperfect thing. Do try to keep that in mind."
Phoenix stood up, his features apologetic. Klavier also stood up to face him. "I – I'm really sorry," Phoenix said, "Miles is right. I misjudged you, and I'm sorry. I hope you and your brother continue to be...very happy together." Much to Apollo's surprise, Klavier smiled brightly in return and pulled Phoenix into a big hug.
"Thank you, Mr. Wright. You have a big heart, I hope you know that," Klavier said as he hugged Phoenix. "You, too, Mr. Edgeworth," he said as he pulled away from Phoenix.
Miles rolled his eyes in response to that. "I'll have you know, Prosecutor Gavin, that my heart is a tiny thing that beats black and blue." Klavier just quirked an amused eyebrow at him. "Oh, and by the way," Miles continued as he stood up, "You and Kristoph make a lovely couple. I hope you'll be singing at the Christmas party again this year." Klavier's face broke out in a happy grin as he reached over to enthusiastically hug his boss. "Now," Miles said as he pulled away awkwardly, gesturing towards the door, "all of you shoo on out of my office, I have actual problems that need solving." Klavier couldn't keep the smile off his face as he exited the building.
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That experience had been emotionally draining for everyone, and everyone involved used the next week and a half to calm down from it. Phoenix was civil towards Klavier and Kristoph, and although he looked slightly uncomfortable whenever they'd hug each other, he kept a smile on his face. Apollo was just happy that everything seemed to be resolved now.
However, aside from the events in court, Apollo had also not been neglecting his training during this time. He'd worked his way up to the largest plug, and he felt confident now that he'd be able to receive his lovers. Once Saturday rolled around, he sent them both a text to let them know that he felt ready, so they responded by inviting him over for dinner.
"Hey," Apollo greeted when Klavier opened up the door. Klavier was dressed casually in a pair of black jeans and a loose-fitting white T-shirt with a big blue butterfly printed on it. Apollo rushed inside and hugged him before noticing that Kristoph (who was dressed equally casually in a loose fitting white dress shirt and grey slacks) was poking around the kitchen, clearly working on something.
"Hey, Klavier, come taste this for me," Kristoph called out as he offered a spoonful of something to his brother. Klavier tasted it, giggling as Kristoph wiped away a bit that dribbled down his chin.
"It's good," Klavier answered. They smiled happily at each other. Apollo understood now why they were always so happy – they were grateful for every moment they got to be together. He smiled, too, unable to resist the positive mood in the air.
They shared dinner together. Kristoph had made a delicious roast with gravy, along with a few vegetable side dishes. Apollo promised that he'd help them cook sometime instead of just eating up all of Kristoph's efforts. Afterwards, they sat down on the couch to rest for awhile, all feeling a bit too bloated for any immediate sexual activity.
They leaned against each other, just talking idly to pass the time. Something had been bugging Apollo, though. He kept wondering if Klavier had told Kristoph about what happened with Mr. Wright in Edgeworth's office. "Would Kristoph be angry about the fact that Klavier had spilled so much about their past?" Apollo wondered. He decided to broach the subject very carefully. "Um, Kristoph, do you know about what happened recently?" he asked hesitantly, carefully watching Klavier's face for signs of distress.
"Of course," Kristoph answered, "Klavier told me right after it happened. I thank you for being so supportive of us."
"You're welcome, it was the least I could do," Apollo replied. "By the way, can I ask you something...personal?"
"Sure," Kristoph answered easily.
Apollo fidgeted nervously. "How did...you two end up loving each other, the way you do?" Apollo flinched in case the question irritated the two of them.
"Hmm..." Kristoph said, no hint of anger in his voice at all, "It's hard to say. I feel like we've always loved each other very deeply, and when we got older, being sexual with each other just felt like a natural extension of that love."
"I'd like to point out, just so we're clear," Klavier added, "That Kristoph never forced me to do anything I didn't want to do. I always wanted it..." Klavier suddenly looked contemplative. "You know, maybe it was that time that pretty blue butterfly landed on Kristoph's head. I wanted to catch it and put it in a jar, but he told me that it needed to be free or it would be sad, so I trusted him and I reached out, just to touch it, and it flitted away but landed on my finger for a minute, then I let it go into the sky. I think that's when I consciously realized that Kristoph and I definitely belonged together. Our mother was a bit of a hippie, and she believed in nature spirits, and well, I don't know how much I follow those beliefs, but I really think that butterfly blessed our union during that moment."
Apollo mused on that unusual story. He didn't really understand, but it didn't really matter – they were happy now, and that's what mattered. Suddenly, another thought occurred to Apollo. "Um, when you were in prison, Klavier said that he'd come visit you and that you'd sing to him through the phone. I – I know that Klavier has his own band and sings all the time, but I never knew you could sing, too."
"Oh, yes, well, I can sing a bit, but I'm not nearly as good as my brother," Kristoph replied.
Klavier grinned and shook his head. "Kristoph, that was the most beautiful sound in the world to me."
Apollo couldn't help but blush just watching the two interact. "I...don't suppose you'd be willing to sing a little bit for us, would you?" he asked.
"Hmm....Well, I suppose I could," Kristoph agreed. He sucked in a breath before beginning a soft, a capella rendition of a song:
"If you'll be my star

I'll be your sky

You can hide underneath me and come out at night

When I turn jet black

And you show off your light

I live to let you shine

I live to let you shine

But you can skyrocket away from me

And never come back if you find another galaxy

Far from here with more room to fly

Just leave me your stardust to remember you by

If you'll be my boat

I'll be your sea

A depth of pure blue just to probe curiosity

Ebbing and flowing

And pushed by a breeze

I live to make you free

I live to make you free

But you can set sail to the west if you want to

And pass the horizon, 'til I can't even see you

Far from here

Where the beaches are wide

Just leave me your wake to remember you by

If you'll be my star

I'll be your sky

You can hide underneath me and come out at night

When I turn jet black

And you show off your light

I live to let you shine

I live to let you shine

But you can skyrocket away from me

And never come back if you find another galaxy

Far from here with more room to fly

Just leave me your stardust to remember you by

Stardust to remember you by..."*
Kristoph finished the short, simple song, and Apollo was struck by how beautiful it was. He could almost imagine them in the prison's visiting room, hands pressed to the glass, fervently desiring to be together again. He had no doubt in his mind, now - Kristoph was no abuser at all. He glanced over to Klavier who had little tears in the corners of his eyes. They all hugged each other after that, although none of them really seemed to know what to say after that.
Eventually, Kristoph gestured to them and stood up, and Apollo and Klavier followed him to the bedroom. "Now, Apollo, I think we should get started," Kristoph stated simply. Apollo nodded his consent, and they slowly stripped each other down to bare flesh. Apollo watched in awe as Klavier pressed soft kisses into Kristoph's neck before they both turned their attention to him. Soft hands ran lovingly over his body and he sighed into those twin embraces.
"Oh, wait, hold on a minute," Apollo said as he fished in his pants pocket. He pulled out his special ring and put it on, gasping softly at the sensation. The two blond men both smiled at him, dragging him down to the bed as they kissed and fondled him all over. Apollo moaned, this feeling was pure bliss... Soon he was panting and strangely surprised to see that Kristoph had positioned himself between the smaller man's legs, a condom already on. "Kristoph?" Apollo questioned.
"Are you ready for me, Apollo?" Kristoph asked. Apollo nodded and smiled, and Kristoph slid in slowly, slick and hard. Apollo groaned out and trembled as the entirety of that length entered him. It was so deep...but he sighed in satisfaction when he felt Kristoph's body pressed against him – he had made it in all the way. Kristoph began a slow, rocking rhythm, and Apollo began keening loudly as he continued. Apollo's body was burning with desire by the time he felt Kristoph shudder against him, felt the warmth inside him, and heard the wordless cry from the older blond man. Apollo groaned as Kristoph pulled out from him slowly.
"My turn," Klavier said in a lusty voice as he took his brother's place. Apollo smiled as the beautiful prosecutor slid into him, just as gently as his brother had. It was so deep, so deep... Apollo wrapped his legs around Klavier's waist, urging him to move, this time more quickly and desperately than his brother had before. Apollo was crying out loudly now, so Klavier pressed his mouth over the smaller man's to drown out some of those sounds. They continued moving together until Apollo groaned out loudly, spilling his semen across their chests. Klavier shuddered and came with a soft moan a few moments later. Klavier pulled out and they all laid down together in a happy, panting mess of limbs and bodies.
After a few minutes of resting together, Apollo spoke. "I think I really do...love you both."
"We love you, too," Kristoph replied.
"Yes, I love you, too," Klavier agreed.
"Um, do you think..." Apollo said hesitantly, "...do you think we can always love each other like this?"
"Hmm...I do not know," Klavier responded honestly, "but you may stay as our lover as long as you like, for as long as it works out between us. I can't promise that this will last forever, but that doesn't really matter, does it? After all, we're beautiful now!" Apollo smiled and nodded – they were beautiful together in this moment, and that was enough for now.

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Author Note: *The song lyrics I borrowed come from "Boats and Birds" by Gregory and the Hawk.
Well, I hope you enjoyed this fic. Just let me shove in a disclaimer about premature ejaculation: I'm not claiming that my representation of it or treatments thereof are 100% accurate to reality, so don't take this weird story as professional medical advice or anything.
Also, I don't know if anyone caught this, but the line about Mr. Edgeworth's heart beating "black and blue" is a reference to the song lyrics from "Tell Me" by the Genitorturers, and the last line that Klavier says ("we're beautiful now") is a reference to Zedd's "Beautiful Now." No reason.
Other than that, well, I hope you enjoyed the story!
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