Irreparable [Gyakuten Saiban/Apollo Justice]
Title: Irreparable
Fandom: Apollo Justice, Ace Attorney/ Gyakuten Saiban
Rating: PG-13
Pairing(s): Kristoph x Klavier
Warning: No plot spoilers, character spoilers for GS4-3.
Disclaimer: I do not own Apollo Justice/Gyakuten Saiban or any of its characters. This is a non-profit fanfiction written by a fan, for the enjoyment of other fans.
Summary: The original request on the Phoenix Wright Kink Meme this was written to fill sums it up: Klavier/Kristoph, where their incestuous relationship is discovered by someone and has actual serious consequences.
A/N: Sudden inspiration from the prompt. Hence, wrote a reply into the comment box. :P
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Hooking one arm around his brother's neck to hold him closer, he removes his glasses before lowering his lips to touch skin.
The music of a Gavinner's single blasts from the stereo, blanketing over the meaningless words that he murmurs into his brother's neck.
The small of his back touches his stereo.
He pauses.
The increased pressure in the hold on his hips dissolves his reluctance and he lifts himself to sit on his stereo. He feels the vibrations of the music; every beat of the drum, every strum of the guitars travels into his butt, goes right through his body.
Guilty Love is on.
He feels his brother's elegant fingers ghost over his buttons, feels cool air on his skin as his shirt is gracefully slid apart.
Yet, even as he lay trembling with every inch of his skin on fire, his mind blank except for overwhelming sensation, he absently registers an unnatural thud of something heavy dropping. The bang that follows - the door being slammed shut - is impossible to ignore.
His eyes fly open as he bolts upright, realising too quickly what has happened. Even if he hadn't left a file containing the latest report for the current investigation, there is only one person who enters his office without knocking. A bone-chilling cold is spreading in the bottom of his stomach, swiftly removing any trace of heat. It feels as cold as the glare that his brother now pins him with.
He meets his brother's eyes; they are harsh, rebuking.
"I'll talk to him. He won't say a word," he tells his brother swiftly as he hastily buttons up his shirt. He quickly sweeps a hand through his dishevelled hair, then runs through the door.
He catches up with him at the lift lobby, grabbing his arm to stop him and turn him around.
The moment he sees his eyes, he knows that a few seconds ago, he has lost something precious that may never return.
He finds himself lost for words - a most hilarious situation, an attorney lost for words, except it isn't funny.
"You are sick, man," is all the other says, before he jerks his arm from his weakening grasp and walks into the waiting elevator without a backward glance.
He watches as the elevator doors close.
Then, he lets his body fall forward, pressing his forehead into the wall. He raises his hands to rest on the wall on either side of his face to hide his tears.
In the other's eyes, he saw contempt.
Date written: 30 July 2008
Post fic A/N: For the record, this is just a hypothetical scenario for me; if it does happen in canon, it'd somehow be resolved - simply because, the way Klavier and Daryan interact in GS4-3 *coughmarriedcouplecough*, I don't see there being such a tension between them.
Fandom: Apollo Justice, Ace Attorney/ Gyakuten Saiban
Rating: PG-13
Pairing(s): Kristoph x Klavier
Warning: No plot spoilers, character spoilers for GS4-3.
Disclaimer: I do not own Apollo Justice/Gyakuten Saiban or any of its characters. This is a non-profit fanfiction written by a fan, for the enjoyment of other fans.
Summary: The original request on the Phoenix Wright Kink Meme this was written to fill sums it up: Klavier/Kristoph, where their incestuous relationship is discovered by someone and has actual serious consequences.
A/N: Sudden inspiration from the prompt. Hence, wrote a reply into the comment box. :P
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Hooking one arm around his brother's neck to hold him closer, he removes his glasses before lowering his lips to touch skin.
The music of a Gavinner's single blasts from the stereo, blanketing over the meaningless words that he murmurs into his brother's neck.
The small of his back touches his stereo.
He pauses.
The increased pressure in the hold on his hips dissolves his reluctance and he lifts himself to sit on his stereo. He feels the vibrations of the music; every beat of the drum, every strum of the guitars travels into his butt, goes right through his body.
Guilty Love is on.
He feels his brother's elegant fingers ghost over his buttons, feels cool air on his skin as his shirt is gracefully slid apart.
Yet, even as he lay trembling with every inch of his skin on fire, his mind blank except for overwhelming sensation, he absently registers an unnatural thud of something heavy dropping. The bang that follows - the door being slammed shut - is impossible to ignore.
His eyes fly open as he bolts upright, realising too quickly what has happened. Even if he hadn't left a file containing the latest report for the current investigation, there is only one person who enters his office without knocking. A bone-chilling cold is spreading in the bottom of his stomach, swiftly removing any trace of heat. It feels as cold as the glare that his brother now pins him with.
He meets his brother's eyes; they are harsh, rebuking.
"I'll talk to him. He won't say a word," he tells his brother swiftly as he hastily buttons up his shirt. He quickly sweeps a hand through his dishevelled hair, then runs through the door.
He catches up with him at the lift lobby, grabbing his arm to stop him and turn him around.
The moment he sees his eyes, he knows that a few seconds ago, he has lost something precious that may never return.
He finds himself lost for words - a most hilarious situation, an attorney lost for words, except it isn't funny.
"You are sick, man," is all the other says, before he jerks his arm from his weakening grasp and walks into the waiting elevator without a backward glance.
He watches as the elevator doors close.
Then, he lets his body fall forward, pressing his forehead into the wall. He raises his hands to rest on the wall on either side of his face to hide his tears.
In the other's eyes, he saw contempt.
Date written: 30 July 2008
Post fic A/N: For the record, this is just a hypothetical scenario for me; if it does happen in canon, it'd somehow be resolved - simply because, the way Klavier and Daryan interact in GS4-3 *coughmarriedcouplecough*, I don't see there being such a tension between them.