Phoenix Wright Kink Meme [Part Twenty One]
PHOENIX WRIGHT KINK MEME!
ANONYMOUSLY post a pairing and a kink. This meme is open to ALL pairings and ALL kinks. Yaoi, Yuri and het is welcome here. Fluffy kinks, gory kinks, gross kinks what have you. It's all welcome here. It. Doesn't. Matter. Just post it, Anons!
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ANONYMOUSLY post a pairing and a kink. This meme is open to ALL pairings and ALL kinks. Yaoi, Yuri and het is welcome here. Fluffy kinks, gory kinks, gross kinks what have you. It's all welcome here. It. Doesn't. Matter. Just post it, Anons!
After that, your request will be filled out by ANONYMOUSIf you make a request, ( Read more... )
If this were any normal night, Klavier would be in his comfortable apartment. He’d have a nice, quiet dinner with some red wine. Afterwards, he would watch some television as he went through the day’s paperwork and then off to bed.
Instead, he was at work. He couldn’t say he was stuck because of the weather; the weather had its usual clearness with a little bit of wind. He couldn’t say he was stuck because of work; he had actually just finished a case that day against a certain defense attorney. He could never say it was because of a car issue; he wouldn’t dream of letting his car get the least out of shape.
So why am I here, he thought to himself.
He glanced at the clock.
It was only 10PM.
He looked on his desk.
Wasn’t I supposed to be somewhere else?
Then he heard a soft knock on his office door. For some reason, he knew who it was.
“Klavier?” said a feminine voice.
“Ah,” he said, “Detective Skye.” He wasn’t in the mood to call her by her usual nickname.
The woman came in. She wore a heavier coat over a lab coat and had her large bag under her arm. Her pink glasses rested on the top of her head and as her seemed loose from its supposedly tight top knot on her head.
“What brings you here tonight?” He placed a forehead to make it seem like he was busy - even though he didn’t have any more paperwork to fill out. However, he knew his prized detective was smarter than that. He had a feeling in his gut on why she was here, checking in on him that night.
“Um,” she seemed to want to find the correct words but Klavier did find a sort of comfort in her checking on him like this. It seemed weird but he knew after tonight, he was going to want to be alone for a while. Finally, she seemed to resolve to a mundane question. “Did you eat yet?”
“Come to think of it,” he said as he got out of his chair. “I am in quite need of, how do you say, nourishment.”
The woman named Detective Skye nodded her head. “Well, I was just on my way home. You know, finishing up that paperwork. And, uh, I was just wondering if you’d care to join me for a late dinner.”
“I believe I can. But, Detective Skye,” he started. The woman seemed on edge for some reason but he trusted her. He knew she wouldn’t tell him a fraudulent tale. “Am I supposed to be somewhere else tonight? Something involving Kristoph?”
The woman suddenly turned away.
“Tonight is your brother’s execution and he wants you to be there.”
“Oh,” Klavier said with a blasé tone as he couldn’t help but feel dizzy.
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