objectionattorney | Overflow! The end to the epidemic: Lets Celebrate that Phoenix is Not Dead

[It was an odd feeling to be kissing someone and in public at that. Miles wished that his heart would stop pounding so hard against his chest. His head was swimming as well with the exhilaration of the feeling. It was a sort of drunken feeling and he suspected that perhaps he may have drunk a bit more ale than he should have.

But kissing Phoenix was something he has wanted to do for a very long time and if the ale was needed to let go of some of those pesky inhibitions then so be it.

And there was something deeper a bit more primal that wanted, no needed, more from Phoenix. Panting heavily after the impassioned kiss, he stood up from his seat. His hand moving to clasp the other man's hands once again. His gaze was direct but heavy-lidded. His already baritone voice now with a husky edge.]

Would you perhaps be open to taking this elsewhere?

[Miles Edgeworth was horny. The combination of the blood receding from his brain and moving off to greener pastures as well as the liquor that he had imbibed in had made him a more direct man than he would have been under normal circumstances. Those needs told him that he had to ravish the defense attorney in front of him. And the sooner the better. Miracles did happen.]

[Phoenix's mind had gone into radio silence the moment his lips had once more entwined with Miles'. The warmth of his friends lips against his, the taste of his tongue, it had all been simply too overwhelming to logically comprehend. So it was a shame that he was shaken back to his senses as Miles pulled away. His own expression slightly alarmed and confused as his wide gaze met the eyes of the other mans.

That confusion had lasted until Miles spoke at least. As the moment Miles's voice rung out lowly in response he could have sworn his pulse stopped. There was no way he had heard that correctly... Had he?]

Uh, y-you're sure?

[Ah, wait, there his heartbeat was. How could he have missed that? It was pounding at full force even. Maybe he simply forgot what that fluttering motion was for a second?]

That is, if you really wish to...

[He had to have been hallucinating what he heard. There was no way Miles was implying they'd do the horizontal tango. Maybe he just wanted to step out for a breath of fresh air.]

[Miles could barely believe this sudden boldness he was feeling. Under normal circumstances, he would have never acted on this urge. But this was Phoenix and something he had wanted to do with Phoenix for a very, very long time. He leaned forward and kissed him lightly on the mouth once more. It was a soft peck this time.]

I really want to do this with you, Phoenix.

[His fingers entwined with his friend's. His large hands were warm against Phoenix's. Letting go of one of them, he moved to leave a nice tip for the bartender who had graciously hosted them. He then lead Phoenix out of the bar and into the cool night air. He still held his hand, a point of warmth against the chill of the night.

There were a lot of people out and about, drinking kissing and laughing. Miles was in the same sort of mood himself. His eyes darted back to Phoenix, a small shy smile coming across his lips. He squeezed his hand harder.]

[Do this.

Do this.

Ḋṏ ṮḧḭṠ

DO.

T H I S.]

Ahahahaha r-really?

[Wait. What was happening? Where were they going? Why was Miles leading him? How was it that Miles was able to drag him along so easily? Did he want this?

His eyes looked down. First to the sight of their fingers tangled together, and then to the sight of Mile's hips swaying as he lead Pheonix out of the bar. And then there was that adorable smile. That sweet sort of smile that he had only seen Miles make once in a blue moon. A genuine and happy smile.

Oh.

He wanted this.

He really, really, wanted this. But how was he supposed to go about this? Sure, there was that one incident with Venom a few days ago, but before that he hadn't even so much as thought about going so far with anyone in years.

And now here he was. On his way way once again to some unknown spot with Miles Edgeworth of all people and... He never felt happier truthfully.]

You mean this? You really wish to be with me?

[He couldn't fully comprehend it truthfully.]

[Miles looked awkward but happy. His expression was that of a man much younger than he, the fires from the shops lighting against his face. How could he tell him that this was what he had always wanted and that he was the only one he wished to do things with? His hand squeezed tighter against him.

There was so much that he had owed to the man next to him. That he was grateful for. But he was most grateful that Phoenix existed and that he was the kind of person that brought the sunlight onto everything he touched. That he moved and cared so much for others. His sensitivity, his warmth, his kindness.

Phoenix Wright was beautiful.]

Yes.

I ~~[Only, ever wanted]~~ want to be with you Phoenix. Will you have me?

[His grey eyes met his friend's.]

Will you come home and... [He paused and blushed a bit.] Make love to me?

Miles...

[Wow. The way Miles turned to look at him right now was utterly breathtaking. Perhaps it was because of the way the light hit him? Or perhaps it was because of that warm sweet expression he was holding. Whatever it was, Miles looked absolutely stunning, and it brought the blood rushing to Phoenix's cheeks.

His body tensed slightly as he squeezed at Miles hand, giving a short nod in response.]

Miles... I would be honored in knowing that you would want me in such a way. The mere fact that you would think that, that is, that you're attracted to me like that I--

[He looked up, his eyes wide and bright, as if they were just at the point of tearing up. But he was smiling a small hopeful smile as he spoke.]

Me too Miles. I wish to do this with you as well. More than anything.

T-thank you.

[He stated rather awkwardly. What was the proper protocol to a decision like this? It wasn't as if he had any frame of reference to this sort of scenario. Thankfully they were fairly close to their temporary residence in Wyver. As they approached, he could hear the blood pumping hard and his heart beating loudly against his chest.]

I...um. Oh goodness. It sounds ridiculous said aloud doesn't it?

[Oh wow, Phoenix was making the expression he did when he was about to cry and Miles could barely help himself. He leaned in and gave him a small kiss. It was unfair that he could muster so many long dormant emotions in him.]

[Pot meet kettle. Phoenix had only two other experiences with such a scenario his entire life. One was after dating someone for quite a few months and the other was so spontaneous that he had a hard time comprehending that it even happened. But this, this was sudden but oddly sweet. This whole scenario with them walking together out of the bar, admitting their physical attractions while holding hands. Kissing.

It was all so nice.]

I don't think so.

[And with that Phoenix remained smiling. Still watching Miles as they walked together side-by-side. His head leaning in as to rest his head against the other mans shoulder.]

I think it sounds wonderful truthfully. Ah--

[He stopped. Not letting go of Miles's hand but parting just enough to stand up straight.]

Looks like we're here, huh?

It looks that way. I hadn't realized the bar was so close to our residence.

[Miles let go of Phoenix's hand after a tight squeeze. He fumbled in his coat pocket for the key. His hands shook slightly as he moved to unlocked the door and made his way inside, the small temporary apartment.

There was something about being indoors and alone with him that made what they were about to do more finalized. He moved a bit of his hair away from his face looking down nervously as he removed his coat and hung it on the rack.]

I have two questions. Er...is there anything that we would need before we begin? And should we do this in the bedroom?

[He had no idea what it was he had intended to do, only that he wanted to do it with Phoenix.]

... Need? Oh! Um...

[Following Miles into their own temporary residence had been more embarrassing than any previous experience doing so. Mostly because he was bracing himself for what they had mutually agreed to do. But he couldn't deny, even now, there was just something so alluring about all of Miles little actions.

The gentle cautious steps he took as they entered their own residence, as if they were going to be caught in the act. The way he nervously brushed his hair aside as he looked up at him with that shy gaze. Miles why did you have to be so stunning? It just wasn't fair.]

I, ah, I don't think you need to worry. That is... I already have stuff... for this.

[It was oddly embarrassing admitting his ownership of such illicit materials. But he was a healthy grown man, right? It was only natural to own such things. It helped that the last hotel he stayed at was giving them away for free...]

Although, perhaps, for this moment, the bedroom would probably be best.

[His cheeks were bright red as he spoke. His eyes nervously averting away from Miles gaze, as alluring as the others eyes were.

This was it.

This was really happenings.]

That's relieving, I don't really have anything of my own. The bedroom it is then...

[Edgeworth's hands moved to untie his cravat and reveal a pale neck, He gingerly folded the delicate fabric, as he walked into their smalled shared bedroom. Only a week ago, he sat by the bedside worrying if his dear friend would survive this illness or not, spending long, hungry and sleepless nights dedicating himself to his care.

This time it was different. The bedroom was a place where they were going to make love.

The thought brought his breath to hitch and catch in his throat. He unbuttoned his waistcoat and hung it up as well. What was it going to be like to feel Phoenix, sweet Phoenix, whom he had known since boyhood writhing next to him?

He was quiet for a good long while, standing at the corner of the room lost in thought.

He turned to face his friend, looking awkward about something.]

Phoenix. I...should tell you before we start... And it's a bit embarrassing.

I've never done this before. I'm a virgin. I hope that doesn't put you off. You can laugh if you want to.

[Phoenix was quiet as he followed off after Miles into their shared room. Slowly slipping off his suit jacket as it it were just another day home after a long days work. Hanging the piece of clothing along the back of the single seat in the room, he was only broken away from his own nervous thoughts when Miles suddenly spoke up.]

--Huh?

[Oh. Had Miles taken off his cravat when he wasn't looking? It wasn't often he had caught sight of the other mans exposed neck. Why did that concept make him feel like he should have been kissing it?

The thought got him blushing again.

And then the news hit his ears. Causing him to pause mid-step toward his best friend. His eyes widening and his lips parting slightly as disbelief took him. Not that he was all that sexually experienced himself, but he just couldn't understand how a man as handsome and popular as Miles had not been with anyone during all this time.

And yet, he wants to do this with Phoenix, now? Of all people and of all times?

Why?]

Ah! R-really?

[His blush spread further, his eyes averting away from Miles as he suddenly found it hard to make direct contact.]

That is, um, if I'm making you feel pressured... You don't have to do this if you do not wish to Miles.

[And then, finally, he looked up, shyly meeting Miles expression.]

[He sat down at the edge of the bed fidgeting with his hands a bit.]

That's ridiculous. If I didn't want to do it with you I wouldn't have asked.

[He paused.]

Unless...

[Was he too inexperienced? Was that a deal breaker? Did he want someone who would probably be a lot better at sex than him? He looked away anxiety and self doubt building in his expression.]

I'm too inexperienced for you. You can tell me if that's the case.

[He looked down at the floor as he said this last part voice lowering significantly.]

Nonsense!

[Oh. Oops. That comment came out much louder than he had expected it to.

None the less he had meant it. Stepping in to brush his fingers lightly against Miles's hand.

Wow, were his best friends fingers always this soft or was he just that sensitive due to the situation?]

That is! I mean everything I've said before now Miles!

[Okay Pheonix. Stop shouting at him. Take a deep breath, and look up and meet his gaze directly, and just say how you feel from the depths of your heart.]

You're stunning. Experience or no. And there were always times I've looked at you admiring how attractive you are. So, that is, if you don't mind the thought of me of all people being the first person you act intimately with... Please allow me to kiss you again!

[Oh.

Why was this coming out so awkward?

He could feel his own cheeks burning bright red, and he bowed as he finished what he was saying as if to hide the embarrassment he felt.]

[He was slightly startled at the exclamation. He stared at Phoenix, eyes wide]

R-really?

...I would love it if I can share this experience with you, Phoenix. You are one of the few people I trust doing this with. Just tell me what to do or if I'm doing anything wrong...

[He nodded, trying to hide the blush on his face when he pulled the man down by the shoulders and kissed him deeply as if all these years of restraint was shown at this moment.

[The kiss was sudden and intense, and Phoenix could not help but feel himself succumb to the overwhelming emotion of the whole situation. Being pulled down onto the bed he found himself falling over Miles. Kissing his friend back just as fervently in response, his arms wrapped around the other man's waist lightly while simultaneously keeping his weight off of him.

How was it that Miles had felt so comfortable in his arms like this? Was it simply because they were already that used to one another?

Parting briefly, Phoenix smiled out as he looked Miles in the eyes. His expression serene despite the bright blush staining his cheeks.]

So that's that then. I guess we're really doing this.

[Wow. This close up he could really admire how beautiful Miles was. Especially in such a disheveled state.

[As Phoenix was leaning over him, his hands slipped up under the back of his shirt and snaked up his well-muscled back. He was so comfortable against him, he never imagined that he would be this comfortable with another person before.

However, this wasn't just anyone. This was Phoenix Wright. The man he had known since childhood. The man who had saved his life. He looked up shyly from where he was laying up on the bed, face red and breath heavy. His sharp grey eyes were dilated with lust. His lips were red and swollen from the amount of kissing that was done earlier as well.

That...that is the idea.

Phoenix's eyes were so lovely, he could get lost in them. He wanted to see him naked. To run his hands over him. Kiss him everywhere that he touched.]

Would you mind undressing?

[The look Miles was giving him was mesmerizing. Phoenix couldn't quite wrap his mind around it. How could a man as stunning and wonderful as Miles look at him in such a way? Just trying to figure out a reason behind that expression was enough to get him to tear up.

But he held back, at least for now. Returning the smile instead. Pushing back the emotion welling up inside himself as he nodded his head in response.]

Of course.

[Shifting himself up a bit, he now sat over Miles, kneeling upon the bit of mattress between the other man's legs as he fumbled impatiently with his tie. Why was this darn thing so darn difficult to take off at the time when he wanted to remove it the most? Instead, he gave up halfway through. Unbuttoning his coat and shedding it off onto the floor behind him before slowly popping open the buttons of his vest.

It was hard not to blush a little as he looked up. Bashfully making eye contact once again as he popped open the top layer of clothing.]

Like this... Right?

[You wanted to see him in this way?]

[His hands trembled before moving down to Phoenix's surprisingly well-muscled thighs. His eyes were locked on him as he moved, trying to shift his clothing off as if drinking him in, memorizing every detail as his hands moved over those buttons so damn seductively.

He made a small frustrated groan. Wetting his lower lips. When did they feel so god damned parched, anyway?]

You tease... [His fingers massaged against the fabric of his pants, needily. The look in his eyes intense and hungry, and perhaps a little bit mischevious as well. He shifted his hips underneath him, twisting it just enough to toss him off balance onto the bed.

Miles took the opportunity to kneel up on the bed and lift his shirt up slightly]

Jesus, Phoenix. I've waited fifteen years for this. If drag this out, Im going to take control.

Wa-aahh!

[Taken by surprise, Phoenix fell to the mattress with a thud. His eyes wide as the next thing he knew Miles was kneeling up, his shirt lifting away from his body.]

Oh... Wow.

[He had seen Miles without a shirt before. But something about this whole situation made the sight seem so fresh and new. Because of that even the small flash of the other mans stomach was enough to send his blood rushing. It was absolutely exhilarating. Especially as Miles suddenly took on a state of impatience despite it being his first time.

Phoenix chuckled. Leaning up on his elbows so that he felt a little more on level with Miles.]

That eager to lose that pesky virginity of yours, eh?

[All in all, it was hard not to tease Miles, if even just a little. Playfully biting at his own lower lip as he reached out with one hand. Slowly brushing his fingers against the other mans abs before placing his hand flat against him, sliding his hand the rest of the way up his shirt, pulling up the fabric with it. His palm finally stopping at the curve of his pectorals, his thumb lightly brushing against his nipple.]

Not fair at all... You have the body of a super model, you know that right?

[Miles' expression took more of a false playful expression than he had initially, He loved taking this man off guard. It was what was so much fun going against him in court after all.

As Phoenix leaned up he leaned forward and places a small kiss on the tip of his nose.]

Of course, don't you think that I've waited long enough?

[A set of perfectly straight white teeth pressed into his lower lips, indenting them as he felt those broad calloused hands against his flesh. A small gasp emitting past him as he felt his nipple being rubbled up against. He peered down at him through thick silver eyelashes.

The shirt came off entirely, soon after that, exposing his tone pale torso. A small splattering of freckles dotted over his shoulders and arms. The fine hair on his chest and belly was as pale and light as the one on his head, there was a thick trail of it that was somewhat darker leading south.]

What? Don't be ridiculous, Phoenix. I've gained some weight over the last few years. Besides, you're the one who is so god damned beautiful, I can barely keep my sight off you. Would you please take that shirt off?

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Oh no way. I feel absolutely self-conscious next to you like this.

[Especially now that Miles was completely stripped from the waist up. Dear god look at that perfectly chiseled form. And how had he never noticed how adorable that splattering of freckles over the other's shoulders had been?]

Besides. You did not gain weight. You've simply filled out, you idiot. There's a difference.

[His hand once more caressed over Miles's chest. Playfully pinching at the taut flesh of his nipple once more. Were they always so pink looking?]

Now me, I have a belly. I've gained love handles. And what little muscle I have is fairly soft.

[And with that his hand trails down once more. Stopping just short of the others belt.]

On the other hand, I'd imagine you're quite hard just about everywhere, hmm?

[Innuendo? Naaahhh.]

You have nothing to feel self-conscious over at all. You have that lovely masculine frame. Your shoulders are so broad and you're so damned barrel-chested.

[He shivered visibly and let out a needy husky moan, He had never realized that his nipples were so damn sensitive. The nub flushed a deeper red as more blood rushed to it. He leaned forward in order to lift his friend's shirt up as well.]

Your belly is adorable and you know that they call it love handles for a reason. None of those are bad traits Phoenix, My prior statement of you being beautiful stands.

Oh...

[He gave a bit of a playful grin, lowering his head and making eye contact. His hips wiggling slightly at the contact.]

Now I suppose you would have to see if that is true for yourself, won't you?

Hmm, I suppose I will huh?

[Despite his own lack of confidence, Phoenix was smiling out warmly. A soft chuckle forming as he watched Miles wiggle slightly in response to his own wandering hands.

How had he never noticed how damn adorable his best friend could be at times?]

Although, all those compliments of yours don't stop them from still being a thing. My face looks well for my age but I only wish the rest of me aged as well.

You, you're quite like a fine wine. I can only imagine you growing more and more attractive for quite a few years ahead.

[Still, he did not complain as Miles removed his shirt. The cool air against his skin causing goosebumps to form despite how warm he felt.

No, he was far to occupied visually on the fairly apparent bulge between Miles legs. His hands slipping down further, lightly squeezing over the fabric of the other mans pants, only to slowly press his hand back up. Kneading up and down gently against His groin.]

Is that you giving me permission to look Miles?

[And with that he smiled wider. His eyes batting up as to look at his current lover.]

In that case, I suppose I'll just have to kiss your body until you feel better about yourself.

[The tips of his fingers traced over his friend's warm flesh, taking in every peak and valley. He was soft, but there was thick muscle under that. He leaned forward to place a small series of kisses on his shoulder to express that point. His legs, spread apart at the touch as a ragged breath escaped him. His body felt so damned warm and the fabric over his groin was stretched taut.]

Yes, of course.

[God, those blue eyes of his were so damned beautiful.]

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