Law and Love

Author’s Note: Thank you so very much for my friend Kathy (kittie8571) who is the Beta of this story!

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Chapter Ten: The “B” Witness (2)

Ennis couldn’t concentrate on the papers and pictures placed all over his desk. He needed a break. He needed to talk with Jack. He stood up from his large leather chair and moved to the door of his office.

Silently gesturing to his secretary, Ennis walked in the direction of Jack’s office. When he arrived at the door, he knocked twice and stepped inside, closing the door behind him.

“Hi, Ennis. You don’t look so good. What’s happening?” Jack was typing fast on his computer, while chewing something.

Ennis looked at the table. There were a lot of different files strewn about. Some pink, others blue, some with photos, others with complicated numbers written on post-its. Next to the computer was a mug of what looked to be coffee and a piece of silver paper with light brown chocolate on it. Jack was working on a new case, of that Ennis was sure.

“I was just, uh, needing to see you.” Ennis said, bending down to kiss Jack on the lips, in a very slow and sweet kiss like the ones Jack usually gave him when he was grateful and happy.

“Hhmm” Jack said when the kiss was over. “Don’t try to fool me. My father talked to you?”

“Yes.” Ennis answered but didn't elaborate, remembering how important Enrique Twist was to Jack. He couldn’t pit Jack against his father. No, he would work this out alone, for Jack’s sake. “It wasn’t that bad really. But it made me feel even more grateful that you gave me a second chance.” Ennis said, using his lawyer tone, which Jack didn’t know that well.

“He just wants what’s the best for me. Lets just keep this as secret as possible, especially at work. We’re colleagues, we shouldn’t have a relationship at all. The firm is quite liberal with these situations but my father may want to make an example out of us.”

“It’s ok, Jack.” Ennis said trying to smile. Jack smiled back.

“Soon it will be acceptable since we won’t be working together anymore for a long time. But until then, it’s better not to flaunt it.”

“I completely agree.”

“Do you want to have dinner at my house today? I know it should be soccer at your house tonight but I’m not in the mood to leave my apartment.” The blue eyed man rested his head on Ennis's forehead.

“Only if I don’t have to eat your cooking.” Ennis answered, smiling more.

“I don’t want to kill you… just yet. Matilda can cook enough for both of us. She'd be delighted to do so.”

“Sounds perfect to me. I’ll ask Veronica to keep Neve for the night. I really need to ask Mrs. Campbell to find me someone to help with the house and Neve.” They kissed again, both tongues fighing for domination this time.

“I have to go, my Mar.” Ennis whispered against Jack's mouth.

“What did you just said?”

“Nothing. I’ve got to go. Bye.” Ennis walked away, leaving Jack wetting his lips, thinking.

Jack knew what Ennis had just said. “My Mar,” he'd heard. Mar was ocean in a few Latin languages, like Spanish. So Ennis saw him like his own ocean. Was it because of his blue eyes? Or was it because he had deep feelings that went as far as the eye can see?

He was dying of curiosity.

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Ennis drove to the north part of the city, following the directions he found in Elizabeth’s e-mail. He couldn’t wait to meet Mary Bingley. The anticipation was making his stomach ache. Finally he saw the red brick building. Pulling into the first free spot he found, Ennis parked his car. He stepped out, admiring his surroundings. He saw nothing more than a street of brick buildings and a couple of kids playing on their skates. He would never have pictured a detective’s office in this location. Quite, discreet, and almost unknown, it was the perfect place to work without being disturbed, but not the best place to attract clients.

Mrs. Bingley didn’t care for advertisement either, Ennis thought, looking at the office door. He entered, finding a young black woman sitting behind a desk, reading a magazine and playing solataire on the computer. The woman, who looked to be in her twenties, looked at Ennis with curiosity. Ennis realized it must be because he was still wearing his expensive Hugo Boss suit, a present from Elizabeth for the anniversary of his first month of work at the Magnet firm.

“Do you have an appointment with Mrs. Bingley?” The woman finally said, still looking him up and down. She was chewing gum quite loudly, wearing a green top and disturbing make up.

“Yes. I’m Ennis Del Mar. My secretary called this morning. I’m here to pick up some important photos for Elizabeth Noris.” At the mention of the name, her eyes went large, but only for a brief moment. Ennis wasn’t surprised.

“Oh, yes, yes.” She said, without taking her eyes off of him. She picked up the phone on her desk, dialed a few numbers and quickly told Mrs. Bingley that the “Del Mar guy” was there. Ennis felt like he wasn’t even in the room, even though the younger woman couldn’t stop staring at him.

“You can go ahead in. Mrs. Bingley is waiting for you.” The young woman said looking him up and down again, then turned her back to him, reading her magazine once again.

“Thank you.” Ennis said, moving to the other door.

He knocked lightly, twice as he usually did. When a soft “enter” was heard, he opened the door and stepped inside. The office had an odd wallpaper of a yellow color. Around him, up on the wall, were pictures and photos of what seemed to be mix between New York landscaping and New York tourist’s attractions. The desk was black and huge, covered with three different laptops. Behind the table and grey office chair was an enormous window spanning the entire wall, almost to the floor. Near the right corner was a picture facing Mrs. Bingley. Ennis couldn’t see who it was from his point of view.

His eyes moved quickly to the woman sitting behind the desk. Ennis was nicely surprised. Mrs. Bingley was a very beautiful woman, there was no denying it. Not the kind of beauty you saw in the movies, like the one Ennis saw daily in Jack or Elizabeth, no, Mrs. Bingley was naturally beautiful. Her long black hair fell on her shoulders, her bangs trying to hide her deep green eyes. Her lips were not very big but they were very delicate. The whole face gave her a distinct look, a mix of gypsy and Italian. She was probably the same age as Elizabeth. Ennis looked at her clothes -- jeans and a black jumper. Practical clothes, which revealed no style or fashion tendency from the woman. Her long legs made Ennis think she might be as tall as Jack. Ennis forced himself not to smile as the thought hit him. This was the reason why Elizabeth kept wearing those extremely high heeled shoes. She liked tall women.

“Mr. Del Mar I presume?” She said offering him her hand to shake.

“Yes, ma'am. ”

“Eliza told me you were her godson. You’re a very lucky guy.” Ennis observed that her voice was very determined and secure. He also noticed that no one he knew used "Eliza" as a nickname for Elizabeth Noris.

“I'm aware of that, and very grateful.” He was choosing carefully his words.

“Eliza is a very special woman. She changes things around her without noticing.” Mrs. Bingley glanced away.

“I’m learning that with time, Mrs. Bingley.”

“Here it is -- the package Eliza asked me for. I told her by phone everything there is to know about those photos. She just needed them as evidence and it took a little work to have them made.” The green eyed woman said giving him a package.

“Thank you. Is that all?”

“I believe so.” She stood up from her chair and shook hands with Ennis again.

Ennis left the office and the building, arriving at his car a few minutes later. He sat, thinking about what he had just found out. Elizabeth’s ex-girlfriend had been a strange surprise. The woman, obviously beautiful, was determined, focused, discreet and somehow an odd combination of masculinity and femininity. Women like this didn’t normally catch his attention, but they were surely worthy of every man’s respect.

No one could say that Elizabeth Noris didn’t have a fine taste.

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Jack was happily reading his National Geographic magazine while he waited for Ennis to arrive for dinner. He had secretly made up his mind. Tonight Ennis Del Mar was going to end up in his bed. This dating idea was good, but there is a limit to every man restraint and Jack was reaching his.

He could have resisted the “insecure” Ennis for a few more weeks, but there was no way he was going to resist the “I want to be your boyfriend” Ennis for another day. It had been difficult enough on Sunday with all the cuddling on the sofa. Jack intended to take another step and have as much fun as possible, shocking Ennis along the way. It was always pleasurable for him to corrupt the blond lawyer.

The bell rang and Jack forced his smile to disappear. He moved to the door, opening it to face a smiling Ennis. He pulled Ennis into his apartment and kissed him on the lips, quickly running his tongue along Ennis’s upper teeth and then forced himself to stop. He had a plan and now was not the time to forget it.

“Nice to see you too.” Ennis said still tasting the sweet flavor of Jack’s tongue. He wasn’t one to know how his lovers tasted like, but Jack Twist tasted good. And it was definitely becoming addictive.

“I was getting tired, waiting for you. Tired and hungry, so let’s see what Matilda left us.” Jack said, helping Ennis take off his coat.

They sat at the table, eating the fabulous food Matilda had prepared. Ennis thought Jack was acting strange, giving him flirty glances and smiling sexily. Ennis wondered if he was seeing things. They were talking about the end of the season but it looked as though Jack was thinking of something completely different. Or perhaps Ennis was the one thinking about something else. He wasn’t completely sure.

“Jack, is everything all right?” Ennis asked when they finished eating.

“Yeah. Everything's just fine.” Jack said. But Ennis saw the ghost of that disturbing smile again when Jack took the dishes to the kitchen.

Ennis was going to stand up when Jack stood behind him and put his hands on both Ennis’s shoulders. He was smiling seductively, closing the distance of their heads.

“Stay there, you forgot dessert.” Jack whispered in his ear.

When their lips came together, Ennis was already breathing heavily. He didn’t know what was going on in Jack’s mind, but he wasn’t physically able to stop him now. He was more than eager for some snogging.

Jack straddled Ennis's lap, the chair supporting both their weight together. Ennis was getting hard just from the friction of their groins together. That and the marvelous kiss they were sharing.

“Jack… what about the dates?” Ennis murmured between kisses, his self control almost gone.

“We're getting to the next level of dates.” Jack said moving his mouth to Ennis's neck, sucking and biting every piece of skin he could find.

“Jack…” Ennis grabbed Jack’s head and looked into his eyes. “This time I’m sure I really want this. If we go ahead, it's not a one time thing. It will be the first of many.”

“What do you think I am? Your virgin high school girlfriend?” He looked amused at Ennis reaction. “Ennis, don’t forget, you’re dating a man now.” Jack said, whispering the last part in his right ear and thrusting his erection against Ennis. The blond man was surprised that the chair didn’t fall over but it seemed that Jack had everything under control. He closed his eyes, feeling Jack’s administrations on his neck. God, the man was possessed, he thought. It was then that he realized that the chair that he had been sitting on all night was different from the others. This one was made of metal and not wood so it was far more heavy and resilient.

“Jack, you little devil. You planned this.” Ennis whispered, moving his hands from Jack's back to his ass, pushing him closer to him, making them both gasp. Jack didn’t answer but moved his right hand under Ennis's shirt and started caressing his nipple. They started kissing again, until Ennis decided they were wearing too many clothes. He moved his hands from Jack's ass and pulled up his shirt, breaking the kiss to toss it aside. Jack used that moment to lean against the table as Ennis stripped off his own shirt. Ennis looked at him, lust in his eyes, feeling the sweet sensation of anticipated sexual release. It seemed far too long since the last time they had sex.

“Jack, you have no idea what you’re doing to me.” In a moment, Ennis shoved Jack on top of the table, his right hand inching up Jack’s leg and the left one pulling his lover closer to him by the waist. Ennis kissed him hard and rough, showing him the desire and want he had hidden away for more than a month.

Jack decided it was time to get rid of the rest of their clothes. He moved his hands to the buttons of Ennis's jeans and tried desperately to open them, but the task was getting difficult as Ennis seemed to have remembered the sensitive spot under his right nipple. Finally he succeeded, and unzipping as fast as he could, the jeans fell on the floor. Ennis quickly toed off his shoes and stepped out of his jeans without even looking down. Jack was about to take Ennis's boxers off too but Ennis's right hand stopped him. As quickly as humanly possible, Ennis took off Jack’s shoes, socks and trousers. Jack felt Ennis's right hand caressing and teasing his hard cock, still trapped in his boxers.

“You’ve promised me dessert Jack, so I’m going to make you stand by your word.” Ennis said, stripping Jack of his boxers.

Jack shivered in anticipation. Was Ennis going to give him a blow job? Since Ennis had never had another man in his life, this surely was going to be the first time he would ever perform oral sex on a man. The idea itself was driving Jack crazy. His dirty little fantasy was hitting him hard.

“Ennis? Are you sure? We can do something else. There's no need to pretend with me.” Jack said, not really wanting to miss the experience but remembering a few bad ones he'd had as a teenager.

“I told you, I’m going to make you stand by your word.” He said smiling and kissed Jack on the mouth slightly, then kissed his way down to Jack’s cock. He had thought this would be difficult. This part of their sexual life had scared him, not because he didn't like it, but because he was afraid that his non existent skills would disappoint Jack. So he secretly had bought a book. It had been one hell of an adventure finding one but if Jack got the pleasure he wanted to give him tonight then it would have all been worth it.

Ennis kissed the tip on Jacks cock, licking the pre-come. Jack Twist tasted wonderful, Ennis thought, and he wasn’t surprised. He started to suck and softly bite just as he had read and Jack was now moaning in a very wild and sexy way. Ennis noticed his cock was painfully hard, but this moment was for Jack and Jack alone. As he increased the speed of his administrations, he remembered to massage Jack’s balls with his right hand. Jack made some weird animalistic noise that he understood as a warning for his impending orgasm. As was expected, a few seconds later, Jack came hard in his mouth. He tried to swallow it all but a large amount ended up on the floor. Ennis sat down on a chair feeling like he had run a marathon.

“God . . . that was… unexpected.” Jack said when his breathing had returned to normal. He looked at Ennis, still sitting on the chair and waved him to come closer. He was now positioned at the edge of the table, Ennis bent down and kissed him, giving him a taste of his own release. The kiss quickly turned into a savage battle of tongues. Jack felt the need of release of his blond lover and he too was getting hard again.

“Ennis I want you…” He whispered against his mouth, trying to vocalize his needs and wants.

“Where do you have the lube?” Ennis asked, already anticipating the pleasure he would be feeling in a few minutes.

“In the drawer of the table.” Jack answered, unhappy about the loss of contact.

“Got it.” Ennis answered briefly before kissing Jack passionately again.

Ennis's hands cupped Jack’s ass and squeezed it, just enough to make Jack moan and then his right hand moved between the cheeks to tease the hole. Jack was completely hard again by now but still sitting on the table.

“Jack, lay back again, baby.” Ennis said and Jack promptly did, surprised by the nickname Ennis had used and the softness of his voice.

Ennis used his right hand to prepare Jack. One finger, then two and by the third, Jack was more than ready.

“Ennis please…” Jack begged, not able to talk anymore when Ennis’s fingers hit his prostate. When the fingers were gone, Jack whimpered but then said.

“Sit in the chair… I want you in the chair.”

Ennis was surprised by the demanding tone of Jack’s voice. He wasn't used to being ordered around by a man. But in this situation, Ennis found it to be extremely arousing. So he stripped off his boxers and sat on the chair waiting for Jack.

Jack picked the lube and applied some on Ennis's rigid member, stealing a moan from the blond man. He also moved Ennis hips, so that he was in the right position. He then put each leg on either side of the chair, positioning his entrance at the top of Ennis’s cock. Ennis was surprised by the chosen position; it meant Jack wanted to control the situation, but Ennis understood. His thoughts were completely forgotten as Jack started to take him in. A moan escaped from both men. When it was all in, Jack waited, readjusting himself to the length. Ennis was grateful because for a minute, he feared for his control and he surely didn’t want to ruin it all by coming too soon.

Jack started to thrust, pulling himself up and down, using his hands to grab the back of the chair to help him do it. Ennis started to thrust back, knowing he was going to have sore back the next morning. The sensations from their love making were so different from that night in Madrid that Ennis felt like it was the first time between them. It was all so natural, so perfect and so different.

Feeling his orgasm nearing, Ennis began to stroke Jack’s cock with his right hand, wondering for a moment if the chair would collapse with all the movements. A few quick strokes and Jack was coming against his chest and belly. The vocal expression of Jack’s satisfaction and Jack’s hole clenching was all it took for Ennis to come, too.

“Ennis, this was…” Jack said, embracing him and resting his head on Ennis’s shoulder. He was still breathing hard.

“Yeah. I’ve never…”

They stayed still for a few minutes recovering from the extreme experience.

“Stay.” Jack asked fixing Ennis hair, which was sticky from sweat.

“I can’t go to work tomorrow dressed like this.” He said kissing Jack on the cheek, something he rarely did.

“You can always wake up earlier and go get dressed in your apartment.”

“Can I get up from this chair then?”

There was no need for more words, as their bodies spoke volumes. Later that night when they were both lying in bed, Ennis felt the need to say what was running through his mind.

“You understand this means I’m definitely gay, don’t you?”

And Jack laughed hysterically until tears were falling from his eyes. Ennis wanted to feel angry for being seen as a joke but the beautiful sound of Jack laughing gave him other ideas.

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The week went as usual for Ennis, with the exception that now on Mondays and Wednesdays the nights weren’t just watching soccer with Jack anymore. They were watching soccer with Jack and fucking Jack senseless after. Ennis also got a maid to help him with his apartment, a cousin of Mrs. Campbell, called Lucia May. An adorable woman, who immediately started to call Ennis “my boy.” Veronica and Ennis also shared a few brief talks in the hallway and Ennis excused himself for not finding the time for more night talks but promised to find some time next week.

At work, Ennis kept an eye on Enrique Twist, wanting to see how far the protective father would go. But Jack’s father seemed to have disappeared from the firm. Ennis wondered whether or not this was a good sign. Who wasn’t too happy to see him was Frederic Dawson. The man glared at him all week, obviously jealous. Ennis decided to ignore him, after all, he was too happy to get into fights. And as far as he saw it, Frederic was just a spoiled rich boy who didn’t get what he wanted. The situation was already a lesson for him.

Right now, Ennis was taking the subway to finally met Robert Taylor, the “B” witness. This man was a crucial part for the defense he had created. He needed to convince him to testify in court for his client. Even if that meant convincing him to admit publicly his homosexuality.

The meeting was in a café in the heart of the city, a place with good coffee and fresh donuts. Robert Taylor had chosen the place and indicated to him the table where he would be sitting, waiting for him. It was a very public place, noisy from the sound of traffic and loud conversation. Ennis had accepted the location for lack of a better option. But then maybe the situation wasn’t that bad for someone who didn’t want to be recognized.

Ennis walked up the stairs, leaving the subway station. The café was really close and he could see Robert Taylor in the distance. Sitting at the third table on the left was a young man in his early twenties, with black hair and brown eyes. The man was obviously British, with his perfect hair cut, his striped sweater and his long coat, there was absolutely no doubt. Arriving at the table Ennis offered his hand for a formal hand shake.

“Ennis Del Mar. We spoke on the phone.”

“Robert Taylor. Thank you for coming.”

“I’m the one who should be grateful, Mr. Taylor.” Ennis sat down, observing the man in front of him. He had read about him in the last few days, talked with his client about him and even saw a few pictures of him. Still he was surprised by how distinct and old-fashioned he looked.

“Tea, Mr. Del Mar?”

“No, thank you.”

“Did you know that it was a Portuguese princess who brought the tea to England? Some odd fact that the story seems to have forgotten.” He said without taking his eyes from the tea. Ennis was confused by the strange choice of topic, but understood it as a sign of British anxiety.

“Mr. Taylor, I’m not here for small talk, as interesting as it may sound.” Ennis paused, facing the younger man. “I’m here because what you may say in court can actually save my client’s future.”

“George Willis doesn’t care about anybody but himself. Why should I care about him?” The Brit said with anger.

“He obviously must care for you deeply if he was going to leave his girlfriend for you.”

“God knows how long he'd been promising me that. But our fathers would never have approved. We would lose all our family money and George always loved his rich bachelor life too much.”

“Everyone needs a second chance. Being in love is not easy, maybe this was what you both needed to come forward with the truth.” Ennis was feeling slightly uncomfortable with the direction of the conversation.

“Mr. Del Mar, are you gay?”

Ennis felt shocked and his facial expression gave away the answer to Robert but Ennis found the strength to say.

“Yes I am. I bet you weren't expecting that.”

“No, I wasn't. But please, do tell me, do you have a boyfriend?”

“Yes.” Ennis was surprised with his own answer.

“Can you imagine what it would be like for you if you knew that he was, right at this moment, having sex with a woman?”

“I can’t possibly picture Jack with a woman.” The words were out of his mouth before he could think of a more appropriate answer.

“Lucky for you, because that was the truth in my life. Betrayed for a woman! As a gay man, you should understand that there’s nothing worse. He wasn’t even bisexual!”

“Mr. Taylor, I can understand your anger but you can’t make me believe that you don’t care if Mr. Willis is thrown in jail for a crime he didn’t commit.”

The dark haired man looked at his tea again, a profound sad expression on his face.

“I loved him. He’s a bastard but I can’t stop loving him.” He started to cry, and people all around the café looked at them. Ennis didn’t really know how to react.

“Mr. Taylor, you have to be strong. If for nothing else you have to do it for the sake of the truth. You are a man of honor, who surely knows his duties.”

This made the English man stop crying and he looked at Ennis in a most dignified way. Ennis knew he had chosen the right words.

“Yes, you’re absolutely right. I'll do it, even if it means losing the respect of my beloved father. Nothing is more important than the truth to a man with real character.”

“I always knew you would make the right decision, Mr. Taylor.”

Ennis then proceeded to explain to Robert how the examination in court would go. But he couldn’t help but feel more and more connected to this odd case.

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On the next chapter: Ennis and Jack get closer! But they’re not the only ones. Ennis finally found out everything about Mary and Elizabeth. And what is it with Jack and Ennis’s new case?