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

Of course, I do!

[Phoenix's hands were large and warm, his fingers squeezed his friends tightly. His chest had tightened with the intensity of Phoenix's gaze.]

I mean, what have you put me through? I'm certain I have put you through worse. It is your sweet selfless nature that had forgiven me for hurting you so deeply. Yet you had never given up on me.

I can never express how very much your friendship had meant to me. You are the person who had (w)righted my path towards the Truth.

Your presence beside me here and now is what continues to propel me forward towards that singular path. I would be utterly lost were you not here!

[The outburst was sudden and his voice was hoarse and full of emotion. With a ferocity that was unexpected even to himself.]

I was so terrified of losing you this past month... That I would awaken and you'd be gone.

[He was shaking from the outburst. Now looking away to hide how his eyes were watering.]

Miles...

[This was all too much. There was so much building raw emotion throughout the entire conversation that Phoenix could feel his body shaking with each breath he took. Tears welling up in the corners of his eyes as Miles explained every reason why he felt the way he had. And he— How could he even respond to that?

Miles was the very reason he was who he was. Miles was his inspiration, his driving force. He would not be the person he was today if it hadn’t been for the ex-prosecutor before him. But his mind was too hazed over with both alcohol and emotion to state such things so eloquently. Instead squeezing his hands all the tighter as he looked him firmly in the eyes. Trying to convey all the raw emotion he felt through his gaze before—

He kissed him.

Surely the two of them must have been making quite a scene of themselves in the middle of the bar.]

[Hopefully no one else noticed these two tipsy and blubbering middle-aged men.

Miles couldn't really meet his gaze at first but then relented, His chest squeezed tightly with the intensity of emotion. ]

!!!

[The kiss took him completely off-guard. His eyes widened with the shock of it. His heart was now pounding against his chest. This was the first time anyone had ever kissed him and it was Phoenix of all people who was doing the kissing.

Slowly his eyes closed and he allowed himself to just feel his dearest friend's soft mouth against his. Perhaps it was the alcohol or their emotional conversation. But at this moment it felt good to put down his guard down and allow himself to just feel this.

Awkwardly he attempted to kiss back, his mouth moving sloppily against Phoenix's.

There was something wonderfully pure about this sensation.]

[If anything, Miles’s hesitant awkwardness to this kiss was kind of cute. And Phoenix could feel his hands grasping all the tighter at the other mans as he responded.

He was surprised there was any response at all, truthfully. The moment Phoenix’s lips clashed against Miles a barrage of internal screaming aimed towards himself started up.

“Why did you do that!?! How could you do something so stupid!?! Now he’s going to run away and avoid you forever!! Way to make this awkward you spontaneous idiot!!!!”

But this, this was a response. More than a response, Miles was kissing him back.

He could hear his own heart pounding in his ears as he hesitantly began to lead the other man. His lips moving, repeating the actions slowly, building the gesture with a little more confidence and a little more sensuality each time. Until, finally, when just consumed enough with his emotions, did he begin to curiously peak his tongue out, lightly licking along the others lower lip. His own nervous anticipation building as he wondered if Miles would respond in turn.]

[His back had stiffened initially but he was certainly easing up with the motion of the warm mouth against his own. This sensation was entirely new to him but was so warm and pleasant. When Phoenix's tongue slipped out to lap against his own he felt a certain electricity run through his spine and to the tips of his fingers. The sensation could only be described as electrifying.

However, his inexperience with such things was rather apparent. Should he open his lips? Should he go on the offensive and press his tongue against the invading appendage? He tried to get out of his own head, and instead decided to go for the attack. Was it just like the courtroom, right? His tongue pressed up against his friend's the sensation of it odd but not terrible. It was a decisive if awkward action, with his whole body leaning forward with the now french kiss.

His fingers unwound against Phoenix, in order to rest on his friend's thighs, mostly in an attempt to hold himself up and to keep him from tumbling forward onto the bar floor. After a few beats he broke away from the kiss in order to catch his breath.]

Mein Gott.

[His eyes were half-lidded and his gaze was piercing. His shoulders were shaking from the intensity of the kiss.]

...Again.

[If anything Miles’s awkwardness was somewhat endearing. Phoenix was no pro in the game of tongue wrestling himself, but he could feel the awkwardness in his friends actions. The invasive force Miles attempted to create in returning the kiss only mellowed by Phoenix’s slow patient actions.

And then Miles parted from him, and he gave him that hungry look.]

.... Again?

[Phoenix on the other hand was stuck with a bewildered look upon his face. His eyes wide, and a slight blush overtaking his cheeks. Although if it was due to the alcohol or the kiss was anyone’s guess.]

You mean, the kiss? You want to kiss again?

[Wow his palms felt sweaty. Maybe it was a good thing Miles let go of his hands.]

Yes.

[The response was direct, demanding even. What on earth could he have thought that he had meant instead? His baritone voice was somehow even lower and huskier than usual. His hands were shaking against Phoenix's thighs. Was this the sort of romantic notions people went on about? Why did a simple kiss make him feel as if his heart was going to burst from his chest? It made him feel as if he was some sort of hormone-addled teen rather than an adult man. He hated it.

His gaze had not broken in the slightest.]

Again.

R-right. Um, okay then.

[Phoenix could feel his own cheeks growing red with the thought. His eyes wide, lips tingling with the memory of the kiss they had just shared.

He kissed Miles. And Miles wanted to kiss him again. The thought caused his pulse to race as he met the more serious mans gaze.]

Then... again.

[And with that he leaned in, sealing the gap between them. His fingers digging into Miles’s coat as he held onto him. His body leaning into the motion as, this time, he was far more willing and comfortable with the action than he had been seconds before.

If they were going to do this Phoenix didn’t want to hold back. He was going to convey every ounce of emotion he felt towards Miles towards this display of affection.]

[Miles leaned forward into the kiss, allowing Phoenix to lead this time. One of his hands moved up from his thigh, only to snake his fingers into his surprisingly soft hair.He felt more at ease with this display that he had initially as well, closing his eyes and tilting his head with the sensation of the action.

It felt so darned intimate as if all the feelings he was holding towards this man, for the last fifteen years of his life, no perhaps longer than that were being expressed in a way that he could never do in words.

No one would bat an eye at the two middle-aged men who were now deeply making out in the middle of this bar.]

[Well, it wasn't as if they weren't getting any passing glances whatsoever. But whoever did happen to catch sight of them seemed to be happy to leave them be. That was the strange thing about being in an environment where sensuality and sexuality were so casually looked upon. Their act was not seen as taboo or wrong or unprofessional, at this moment they were simply two men showing their mutual physical longings for one another.

Phoenix would have questioned it more if he hadn't already experienced such casual displays of affection just a few days prior. But at this point he had grown a little more comfortable, little more accustomed, to giving in to his physical urges.

He continued to kiss Miles back, passionately and heatedly repeating the gesture with a little more fervency each time. And where Miles had found himself stroking his fingers through Phoenix's hair, Phoenix found his arms slipping around Miles's waist. Tugging the taller man closer to him, practically begging to seal the physical distance between their bodies.

He never thought the day would come where he'd actually end up this way with Miles, but for some reason it just felt right.]

[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.

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