I Found You

A Pattern of Tenderness

Ema laughed and politely replied, "I'm sure we would've seen each other more and more, considering we did so occasionally."

"I'm glad," Apollo felt the cold material pressed on against his hands, "I really love hearing your laugh."

"Oh?" Ema had teased, "Then why can't you make me laugh more often?"

With that said, the door was jerked open and in came Apollo who almost crushed a box of primer. Ema looked up at him and shyly moved her hair over the front of her shoulders.

"Can I feel your face?" Apollo said that without hesitation.

Ema was flustered and she reached for his hand but was then rejected by Apollo's.

"No," he muttered, "I get to do this myself."

He helped her up on her feet and gripped her shoulders. Ema's hands wanted more and more of connection with his body, but she refrained from showing any urgencies.

Apollo's heart warmed up as he stood before her partner at work, he wasn't really experienced with handling girls compared to Klavier.

"I've always wanted to do this...your skin is so smooth..."

But he did the best he could, reaching in between her neck and hair. He played with it and with his other hand, he wrapped his hand around Ema's round body.

Ema was so shocked, she had never thought Apollo would have been so quick. She actually felt pleasure in feeling him brush and massage her hair.

"What you had said to me," Ema quietly said, almost whispering, "did you really just...make it up..."

"I know you've seen me stare a lots of girls...but somehow I don't favor them over my lovely Ema," Apollo had taken his time with his words and continued to make Ema feel warmer and warmer.

The two were inside the office, alone. No one else was there to watch. No one had to see. No one had to know.

"Touch me more," Ema had said out of thought, "I love the feeling..."

Apollo stopped and looked at her face, which was looking at something other than his own. "Ema Skye," he had said whilst he tilted her head up to meet his gaze, "I'll do anything you want that pleases you."

"Why me? Why do you choose me? I'm so insecure now, just look at what I have done to make myse-"

Apollo immediately leaned forward to silence her with his lips. They were passionate and welcoming. Their minds danced around in the feeling of warmth and love. Apollo's tongue met Ema's and Apollo took complete control in pleasuring her. Ema struggled to regain control, but she had never experienced the taste and ecstasy of being kissed, so she allowed it.

Apollo pulled away from Ema's lips and he smiled, "Ema Skye, I choose you because I don't pity you. The girls you've seen me stare at are out of pity. They are helpless, and need my help in cases. They aren't fun and friendly like you. Heh, I shouldn't be saying this anyway but they do get in the way. But yet I still enjoy my job, because I get to see you," Apollo reached for his back and ended up scratching his head.

"Apollo Justice," Ema had startled him as if they were exchanging vows (not that it bothers him right?) I had never thought an ordinary night like this would turn into the day I realized I was doing everything wrong. I'd been thinking all the time that no one would see me as beautiful, and that everyone I loved would turn me away. It seems so cheesy, everything that happened tonight, but it all ended up to be fine, because I finally found myself in your eyes."

Apollo was already holding her hands whilst she said that. He had every right to. The room was cold, and their hands were sharing warmth.

"What are we doing?" Apollo laughed and pulled her closer to him. "Let's go out and eat."