Phoenix Wright Kink Meme [Part Two]

[bludhavens]

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!

After that, your request will be filled out by ANONYMOUSIf you make a request,

Comments

[anonymous]

Man I feel weird for this one...

Matt/Juan hatesex, except that they're both women omg! Whether they got magically turned into women or were just that way the whole time in some weird AU doesn't matter, as long as it ends up with really hatefilled girlsex. The more feminine they both are the better!

Genderswapping the rest of the cast is up to your discretion.

Second!

[anonymous]

This sounds awesome.

Just the Same 1/11

[anonymous]

THIS IS VERY RELEVANT TO MY INTERESTS!! holy christ this got really really long

Ah, there was nothing like a nice shower after a long day. Just the thing for sore muscles and all the tension along her back. Her massage therapist always told her that she needed to relax more, that she had knots upon knots all over her shoulders and neck and she asked her often where they came from, and Juana laughed and said being a television star was stressful work.

The truth would have been too complicated, despite only being two words.

She stepped out of the shower and dried herself off in front of the mirror in the hotel bathroom, taking a few moments to admire her body as every actor does when given the chance. Toned, perfect, flawless, all things she already knew of course, but most importantly, better than Engarde's. That was all that really mattered. The short hair, the full breasts, the strong arms, the rounded hips, the mature face. All of it, the whole perfect package

Just the Same 2/11

[anonymous]

"I don't know, who'd want a woman with a scarred up face?" Juana watched her reaction through the mirror as she brushed her hair as quickly as she could, and she saw Mattea's face darken, a frown on her normally pristine features. There, just what she'd been hoping for. Not so composed now, are you? "We both know the answer to that, don't we, Mattie?" Before she had a chance to respond, Juana set her brush down and turned to face her, arms crossed. "Why are you here

Just the Same 3/11

[anonymous]

Juana hit her so hard that when she slammed into the wall, it knocked down one of the cheap watercolor paintings nearby. For a second Mattea was dazed, stunned, but it didn't last long. She looked up at her, growled through clenched teeth, and so the starting flag went down

Just the Same 4/11

[anonymous]

Juana was expecting her to grab, to twist, to squeeze as hard as she could to make her scream, what else would she do? And instead, she carefully rolled her fingers, a sensitive, exploring touch that was all the more painful for how unexpected it was. Her breath caught, surprise in her eyes and she could see the satisfied look on Mattea's face, this was just what she wanted, she wanted to see that look of shock on her face. What a fucking bitch

Just the Same 5/11

[anonymous]

"I don't-" And she took her earlobe into her mouth, and she lost the rest of her sentence. Fuck, why hadn't she given her a chance to put her clothes on? As tightly as their bodies were pressed together, somehow her hands could still move, somehow her fingers still found her nipples, pinched and teased and Juana shut her eyes as tightly as she could, took in deep breaths through clenched teeth that came out as strained whines

Just the Same 6/11

[anonymous]

She was doing something back there, she couldn't quite make out what it was. Her arms were jerked behind her painfully - she grunted, tried to pull free without success. She could feel something hard and metal around her wrists, not cold but not quite warm either. The hand on her head let up, she could breathe again and Juana took a few grateful gasps before she tried to move her hands to push herself up and realized she couldn't.

Mattea flipped her onto her back, no doubt to better gloat over her completely illegitimate victory through being a fucking cheater. She sat on her lower stomach, arms crossed under her breasts, breathing hard. "That's better."

"How long you been carrying handcuffs around, you fucking psycho?" Juana wasn't about to let her know that her current position - which honestly, could have been a lot better than it was - bothered her at all. "Scared what would happen if my hands were free

Just the Same 7/11

[anonymous]

"Like, she can do whatever she wants to me, she'll never make me enjoy it." With a casual flip of one hand while her other cupped Juana's left breast, let her thumb rub lightly over her hardened nipple. More than anything in that moment, Juana was extraordinarly pissed at how well her breast fit in her hand. And goddammit, it was like she could read her mind. "Like you weren't made for me, look how well we fit together."

"You're crazy."

"So are you, 'cause here you are. And I know..." And her free hand moved downwards, ran along Juana's hip, again between her legs despite how she tried to get away. "You want to be here. Bodies don't lie, dude

Just the Same 8/11

[anonymous]

"You are so fucking into this, Corrida," she said, licking her lips like an asshole. Juana glared at her, her chest heaving, fervently wishing that looks could kill but still she just stared at her, all smug satisfaction. "Like a fucking rainforest down here, it's sad really. You really love being my bitch."

Juana opened her mouth to retort but then Mattea pressed her tongue back to her clit again and words turned into garbled, furious sounds instead. She arched her back, hissing, teeth clenched, and now she really was fucking with her, she'd lightened up the pressure and sped up her movement, a soft fluttering that felt, that felt, fuck if anyone could ever know about this she would take it to her grave, that felt fucking amazing, and

Just the Same 9/11

[anonymous]

That rising feeling, that building rush evened out into a general plateau of infuriatingly pleasant sensation, and in at least one way, sort of, that gave her a reprieve. More so than that, it left her frustrated, both at the fact that she was stuck in this decidedly unsatisfying place and that she felt frustrated about that fact. Of course, just when things seemed to be going her way, Mattea had to ruin it like she always ruined everything. She changed her tack, softened her touch, a gentle pulse against her that was so different from before, and Juana couldn't help how it made her tremble

Just the Same 10/11

[anonymous]

"You are so stubborn. Someday it's really going to get you in trouble, you know?" Mattea didn't sound perturbed. "You never know when you're beat."

And it began again, a growingly familiar pattern. She teased her too hard, pushed her limits, brought her up on a mix of pain and physical response, let her kick and struggle and curse at her for a while, and then she'd smooth out her touch, find that terrible place that jolted right through her spine, move her tongue in fucking horrible ways that Juana hated, she hated it, she couldn't- she couldn't help it, her hips moved up towards her, tried to press against her, sensed her coming close and wanted to finish as much as she tried to fight, as she stuttered out insults when she could find the sense of mind to do so, and when she moved up to meet her Mattea would move away, would soften and slow her tongue so she was barely touching her and Juana's movements would get even more desperate, and then she'd laugh at her and it was so infuriating that she thought at any minute she'd explode,

Just the Same 11/12 (lol woops)

[anonymous]

"Please! You fucking-" And the insult died on her lips - Mattea wasted no time. No teasing now, exactly what she'd wanted, what she'd been reacting to, the right place and the right pressure, the right movement, the sharp sting of her nails on the inside of her thighs, and the sudden rush of sensation, how quickly and perfectly it was done, how badly her body had wanted it, Juana couldn't help herself, she let out a choking sob of relief, more desperate and wanting than she'd ever want anyone to hear. It just, it felt so good, she didn't want it to ever stop, she'd never wanted anything more in her life than this and the relief of finally getting it without any more games and teasing after being tormented with it for so long, she could feel warm tears trickling out of her eyes, her gasps growing louder and louder as Mattea's tongue pressed and moved against her, as she forced her legs open wider, as she could feel something rising to flood her body

Just the Same 12/12

[anonymous]

There was a moment of silence, Juana breathing harshly while Mattea watched her breasts rise and fall, the satisfied smirk of the crowned winner.

"At least my fans actually like me." As dark as Juana could manage.

Silence.

After what felt like eons, Mattea finally moved, broke eye contact to pull off her jacket and the thin black shirt beneath, revealing a pair of breasts in a lacy bra that were, absolutely, smaller than Juana's, she was sure of it. "You really bring this on yourself, you know that?"

"You broke into my hotel room to handcuff and fuck me. I'm the only thing in your fucked up head you care about, aren't I

Re: Just the Same 12/12

[anonymous]

IF YOU EVER CONTINUE, ANON, I WILL READ THE SHIT OUT OF THIS. THIS IS 1000% RELEVANT TO MY INTERESTS AND I AM VERY HOT RIGHT NOW.

RE: Re: Just the Same 12/12

[anonymous]

I have to agree. IF YOU CONTINUE, I WILL GIVE YOU AN IMAGINARY COOKIE! AND PIE! AND..! CAKE! AND.... Um.... PUMPKIN SPICE, SEEING AS EVERYONE SEEMS TO WANT PUMPKIN SPICE THIS TIME OF YEAR!
Maybe you can pet my cat in your imagination if you continue. BUT PLEASE CONTINUE I BEG OF YOU!