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Phoenix Wright and Miles Edgeworth [FINISHED]

Apr 11, 2007 23:30

Who: Miles Edgeworth & Phoenix Wright
Where: Room 105 of the first tenement building
When: After this log detailing Ema's rescue, Phoenix's injury, and Matt's temporary incapacitation.
What: Probably angsty smuts.

( We do it in the dark, with smiles on our faces... )

phoenix wright, miles edgeworth

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edgeofasword April 12 2007, 06:05:38 UTC

It took longer than he expected it to, but he had to stay behind and make sure they were both alright. Miles didn't expect to reunite with his supervisor so quickly, but he could not just leave the two women alone and uncared for. At least if they stayed away from the first building, maybe Matt won't find them as easy.

He could only hope.

Walking down the hallway again, Miles felt himself rather worried about Matt once again: was the psycho waiting for him? Could he find them all that quicker now? Would he come after them?

These thoughts raced through his mind as he opened the door to Phoenix's apartment and stepped inside.

wrightobjection April 12 2007, 06:10:22 UTC

Phoenix looked up quickly, practically jumping up when the door opened. He dropped the book (with his half-completed puzzle) on the floor and turned quickly.

It was Miles... without Ema.

"Where's Ema?" he asked instantly, looking instantly panicked. Had something happened to her? But... Edgeworth didn't look rushed...

edgeofasword April 12 2007, 06:16:39 UTC

"She's fine." Miles stated immediately, glancing somewhat cautiously at Phoenix. He looked a lot better than before, but seeing him.. just reminded him of before, of seeing him get hurt in the first place.

All because of him.

"Ms. Lana Skye is here as well." Abrupt and to the point, as usual. "I would appreciate it if you didn't fold the corners to that." A slight gesture was made with his hand to the book on the floor as he vanished into the kitchen.

wrightobjection April 12 2007, 06:22:21 UTC

Phoenix stared after Edgeworth, slightly taken aback. He was being... brusque. Almost... forcefully business-like.

What the hell? Had Phoenix done something... wrong?

It occurred to him almost too quickly that they hadn't had a chance to talk about what had happened between them the night before. Phoenix felt a sharp pang in his stomach at the thought. Miles had been drinking, hadn't he? What if he regretted what they'd done?

Phoenix didn't... but telling Edgeworth that could only make their relationship even more tense.

He didn't want that to happen.

Slowly following after him, Phoenix lingered in the doorway to the kitchen, watching Edgeworth quietly.

"...Lana is here?" he murmured, finally. "That's... good."

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wrightobjection April 14 2007, 21:30:44 UTC

Phoenix looked up, suddenly, his cheeks coloring at the words. Wait, what? What the hell did that mean, it 'meant more than he thought'?! Why was Edgeworth being so damn confusing? Did he really think he could say shit like that and just leave!?

Setting the mug down on the bedside table, Phoenix shifted against the bed, sitting up a little more. "Wait a minute," he said, suddenly. "You can't just leave. You can't say something like that and leave."

He gripped the sheets, staring at Miles carefully.

"What did it mean?"

edgeofasword April 14 2007, 21:40:07 UTC

"..."

That's a good question. What did it mean?

Miles didn't need to turn around and look to know that Phoenix was staring at him. And so he was afraid to turn around and face him again, hand lightly on the door knob. It was tempting, so tempting, to just walk out, to run away from everything. It was the easy way out, but it was the one most comfortable.

Being confusing was just something he was used to. It was a hard habit to break, but that might be why he was feeling frustrated that Phoenix asked him these questions. And.. why he was getting annoyed that Phoenix couldn't understand him. He wasn't making it easy for him, and he was only partually aware of that.

A sigh escaped him, before he turned enough to allow a glance at Phoenix over his shoulder. "You should already know the answer to that. Unless.. you forgot what you said to me last night."

He took a sip on his tea, even if it tasted terrible and was cheap and not brewed like his tea because god his throat went totally dry and he needed something"I.. didn't think it ( ... )

wrightobjection April 14 2007, 22:04:22 UTC

Phoenix frowned. "Maybe you forgot what I said to you last night." He stood from the bed, heading towards Miles across the room. "Don't you get it? What I told you? I said alcohol didn't fabricate emotions and it's true." He frowned. "It's not really... a matter of if I'm 'gay' or not." He reached up, putting a hand on Miles' shoulder. "I like you."

edgeofasword April 14 2007, 22:14:36 UTC

Miles looked down at his tea again, expression thoughtful as he quietly went through what he just heard. He was also a little flushed at the outright declaration.

"..You do?" He murmured, glancing back to Phoenix with a look of confusion. How anyone could like him, Miles had no idea. Regardless, it felt like a huge burden was lifted off his shoulders.

"For lack of better words to say right now.." He felt oddly sheepish, and turned his face to the side, although he shifted his eyes to watch Phoenix. "..I like you, too."

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edgeofasword April 15 2007, 21:19:01 UTC

If the situation was even slightly different, Miles might find being called a 'tease' humorous enough to laugh. He'd never been called one before, but then again he was never actually in a situation where he was attracted to another person so much that he wanted to make them squirm and whimper.

Whatever humor was there vanished as Phoenix pushed up beneath him again. Holy shit. Widening his eyes, Miles inhaled sharply and lost whatever balance he had, practically falling on his chest. Luckily he caught himself with an elbow on the bed, his other hand gripping at Phoenix's side, as if that was going to keep him from doing it again.

That wasn't fair! He wasn't expecting that, and now his body wanted attention so badly it ached.

"Look who's talking." Miles chided in a half grumble. "That was uncalled for."

wrightobjection April 17 2007, 02:28:39 UTC

"Good," Phoenix answered breathlessly, managing a sort of grin. This was crazy. This was totally crazy.

His hands ran across Miles' chest, liking the feeling of his skin under his hands. It felt... nice... and, beyond that, there was a burning sort of feeling inside him every time they touched. God, this was surreal. Phoenix was never going to get over this. Hopefully, it would never stop long enough to give him time to try.

Even so... Miles felt almost... shielded. Phoenix frowned a little, trying to gauge him, trying to find some kind of feeling, some reaction. His hands pushed a little harder against Edgeworth's chest, wishing he could channel all of his emotions through his touch. Maybe if he was vulnerable, Miles would be, too... maybe Phoenix could break down those barriers...

The last thing he wanted was to get far into a physical relationship only to find out that would be all it was.

edgeofasword April 17 2007, 02:51:30 UTC

Miles found himself confused as he felt Phoenix's hands as they pushed against his chest. His touch was nice, accompanied by warm and tingly sensations which would occasionally cause shivers when he made his touch more gentle. But the pushing?

It was hard to make out Phoenix's expression, but Miles felt suddenly nervous. He'd never been with a guy before, and he was trying to make it seem like he knew what he was doing, so Phoenix wouldn't have to worry. There was an odd worry of hurting Phoenix that he just didn't want. He'd hurt him too much before.

Miles sat up so he was straddling him, not quite on his hips but close enough, and gently grabbed onto Phoenix's wrists with his fingers. No motion was made to move them, not yet.

"Is something wrong?"

wrightobjection April 17 2007, 03:47:43 UTC

"What?" Phoenix blinked, looking surprised. "No... nothing." God, had he done something wrong? Why was Miles looking at him that way?!

He paused, thinking some. Licking his lips, he sighed, looked up at Edgeworth, searching his eyes carefully. "...Tell me this isn't all this is." He sighed, pulling him in a little closer. "It's good. It's damn good. But... but tell me there's more."

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edgeofasword April 19 2007, 05:51:02 UTC

Oh man. Miles swallowed sharply, trying hard to keep a somewhat steady gaze on Phoenix. His mind repeated over and over again about how unfair this was, but Miles wasn't doing well in coming up with retorts. Especially since that touch was back on his chest again, which caused him to shudder and squirm a bit again.

"Like.. that." He managed through clenched teeth, unable to exactly explain the whole talking down thing coherently.

wrightobjection April 19 2007, 06:07:38 UTC

Phoenix pulled back a little to match Edgeworth's gaze, watching him carefully, unblinking. "Like... what?" he asked, suddenly concerned. Fuck. So much for being seductive.

edgeofasword April 19 2007, 06:22:59 UTC

Miles bit back a whine. Whether or not Phoenix actually intended it, seeing him faulter made Miles want him to continue. Phoenix couldn't stop, not now. Not after his prior arousal had kicked in again, because this was turning him on.

"N-No, nothing. Just..." He swallowed sharply again, reaching up and grabbing at his arms, tugging on him to come closer again. "Don't.. Please."

God, he hated how needy he was starting to sound.

wrightobjection April 21 2007, 05:44:07 UTC

Phoenix almost smirked. There was something wholly satisfying about hearing Edgeworth practically beg him not to stop.

He decided to play stupid. Maybe he'd hear more of it.

Leaning down, Phoenix's lips pushed against Edgeworth's mouth, then trailed down, hitting his collarbone, his chest, pushing over his skin.

"Don't what?" he asked quietly between kisses, warm breath hitting the damp spots his mouth was leaving behind.

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