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When Simon said “Come in” and Apollo pushed his way into his office, he hadn’t expected Simon to be sitting half naked in the dark.
Simon was seated cross legged on a cushion, his hands folded reverently in his lap. His cascade of hair was loose, like a mane around his powerful shoulders, and Apollo was unable to avoid staring with open desire at Simon’s handsome chest and firm, taught stomach.
“Gghhh…. is this a bad time?” Apollo managed, blushing.
Simon’s eyes snapped open, and he smirked wickedly. “You’ve already disturbed my meditation, Justice-dono. Come in and close the door.”
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