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Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorny / Gyakuten Saiban, its characters
and settings, are property of Capcom, and are being
used here without permission.� This fic is rated NC-17 for adult male/male content.� C&C welcome and appreciated.

I apologize for the title, it
had to be done!� This is just a quickie
porn fic to psyche me up for the multi-chapter NaruMitsu I�m starting.

Turnabout is Fair Play
Oneshot

Miles caught him at the
sink.� It was probably a good thing Phoenix wasn�t one to question, because he was never sure
exactly what it was about his new lover that set him off.� There shouldn�t have been anything enticing
about a man, even an attractive one, doing something so
simple and commonplace as washing dishes.�
But as Miles watched him from his seat at the kitchen table something
about the spiky-haired defense attorney caught his attention.� Something in the way�his white cotton dress
shirt, rumpled from a long day�s work, formed subtle, round creases where he�d rolled
it to his elbows.� In the way the seam
perfectly traced the long curve of his spine�

Miles had both now: one hand
he�d twisted tightly in the bunched up fabric at Phoenix�s right elbow, the other he�d slid around his back,
pressing into his shoulder blade.� Warm
dish water soaked into his sleeve and collar where trembling fingers gripped
him back.� When Miles kissed him, when
his tongue boldly demanded entrance past Phoenix�s startled lips, he could taste faint traces of the
vermicelli and rice he�d cooked for dinner.�
It was a strange thing to notice when they were already pressed fitfully
together, gasping for breath between each hurried kiss.�

Phoenix ended the kiss with a quiet rush of air, his grip on
his partner faintly clinging.� He hadn�t
expected Miles� sudden advances and his face was already flushed.� When Miles tried to kiss him again he tilted
his head, intercepting lips with chin so that he could catch his breath.� Undeterred, Miles instead spread his intended
kisses along Phoenix�s jaw and down the side of his soft throat.

�Edgeworth�.�� Phoenix squirmed faintly when Miles found a particularly
sensitive patch of skin below the crook of his jaw, and he instinctively tilted
his head back for easier access.� �Can�t
I�at least finish�?�

�No.�� Miles sucked possessively at Phoenix�s neck, just where he knew he liked it most.� He could feel the man�s pulse rise against
the pressure of his tongue.� His
aggression was enough to make Phoenix wilt, so that one hand snapped around the sink edge
behind him for support.� The reaction
sent a thrill through Miles� already taut body.�
�You didn�t let me watch the news the other day.�

Phoenix made a tiny sound at the back of his throat--half
chuckle, half murmur--when Miles slid a hand to the back of his neck.� �I�couldn�t help it,� he replied weakly.� �You looked so cute, lying on the sofa like
that��

�Cute�?�� Miles snorted against his ear.

�Yeah�.�� Phoenix shifted his weight away from the sink, sinking his
fingers into Miles� carefully kept hair.�
He made that little noise again that Miles was starting to adore.� �You�re going to leave a mark��

�Nothing a
turtleneck won�t cover,� Miles
replied smartly.� He was in a predatory
mood that evening, and as charming as Phoenix�s quiet murmurs and shifting movements were, he was
already hungry for something more substantial.�
He tugged Phoenix away from the sink, and they bumped clumsily into the
table, turning in circles on their way out of the kitchen.

�Awful desperate, aren�t we?�
Phoenix laughed as they paused in the hall that led to the
bedroom.� He leaned back against the wall
in another breath-gathering attempt which this time Miles shared.�

�Maybe.�� Miles shook
his head�there really was no explaining it.�
He was not unused to having a lover, but rarely was he so easily
aroused.� He licked his lips as he began
unbuttoning Phoenix�s shirt.�
�You�re the one that asked to stay over tonight.�

Phoenix�s eyes darted down briefly to watch his progress
before lifting once more, meeting Miles� heavy gaze.� He blushed.�
�Better than spending the night alone.�

�Can�t
argue that.�

Miles hadn�t finished with
the buttons yet but he pulled Phoenix away from the wall anyway, tugging him insistently
down the rest of the hall.� Phoenix was grinning in amusement from his partner�s fervor
but that wouldn�t last for long.� Unlike Phoenix, Miles� day had been mostly uneventful, and he had
plenty of extra energy to work off.

Miles stopped him again at
the foot of the bed, claiming Phoenix�s mouth in another firm kiss as he finished
unbuttoning his shirt.� By then Phoenix was trying to relieve Miles of his as well, but was
forced to pause to get his arms out of the sleeves.� As far as lovers went, they weren�t entirely
coordinated yet.� Miles moved quickly,
stripping Phoenix of his belt and his pants soon after; Phoenix quickly gave up his own efforts of undressing when he
kept having to stop to make way for him.�
When Phoenix was bare save his socks and underwear he found
himself being pushed, step by step, back against the bed.

�Edgeworth��

Miles pushed against his
chest.� In terms of size he only had a
scant inch of height and a few pounds of muscle over the other man, but that
never stopped him from bowling Phoenix over.� The
defense attorney flopped back against the twin mattress with a quiet �oof,� his socked feet lifting off the floor.� He must have been anticipating the move, as
he soon recovered, scooting back into a more centered position on the bed as
Miles crawled after him.

�Edgeworth,�
Phoenix tried again, welcoming the weight of another body over
his.� He craned his chin back so Miles
could reach that same stretch of tender flesh along his neck; Miles accepted
the invitation readily.� He murmured
softly against Phoenix�s skin as he finally got to work on removing his own
shirt and pants.

�Yes?�

�You know�� Phoenix squirmed beneath him, trying to help him get his
clothes off that much faster.� �You don�t
have to push so much.�

Miles frowned thoughtfully as
he slipped out of his shirt, tossing it carelessly aside.� As he shifted to work his pants and underwear
down his hips he abruptly smirked.� �Why not?�

�Huh?�� Phoenix plucked his socks off with his toes and reached down
to tug off his own last article of clothing.�
�I mean, you�re always shoving.� I
know you�re horny, but is it really necessary?�

�But it�s just so much fun,�
Miles teased, �to see you roll over so easily.�

�What?!�� Phoenix flushed darkly, and started to say more, but it was
then that Miles finished stripping and stretched out over him again.� The heated friction of their now bared flesh
made his breath catch for a moment and silenced his complaints.

Miles drew his hand slowly
down Phoenix�s chest, following a moment later with the tender
affections of his mouth.� �You were
saying?�

�Yes�I mean, hey.�� Rough fingertips played over Miles�s shoulders now that he was lower on Phoenix�s body, as if trying to keep up every possible
contact of skin between them.� His voice
was almost comedic in its indignation.� �I
don�t �roll over easily.��

�Don�t you?�� Miles was grinning smugly to himself as he
rose back up, sealing his lips over Phoenix�s in a long, jaw-aching kiss.� Every time Phoenix�s body shivered and arched up against him he felt a
little more vindicated.

�No I don�t!� Phoenix gasped out once he was able to again.� He wasn�t very convincing, the way he bent
his knees along Miles� hips, rubbing him encouragingly with his thighs.�

Miles moaned softly in
appreciation.� �It�s not a bad thing,� he
tried to reason.� He kissed� Phoenix�s lips, cheeks, and jaw as he ground their bodies
together, hoping to get more of those little sounds of pleasure out of his
lover.� �It�s just your nature.�

�My what?�� Phoenix clenched his jaw against giving Miles what he
wanted.� His self control wasn�t quite
that strong, though, and he couldn�t help pressing his hips up against his
partner�s enticing movements.� His breath
hissed anxiously through his teeth.

�Your nature,� Miles
repeated.� He slid a hand down to tug Phoenix�s knee higher so he could grope along the inside of
his thigh.� �Just like
in court.�

Phoenix�s brow furrowed, making a quiet whimper of complaint
as he tried to keep his thoughts in order.�
His voice rose in pitch a little the higher Miles� nimble fingers crept
along his leg.� �What do you mean, like
court?�

�I mean,� Miles purred, �you
always roll over and take it from me.� In court and in bed.�

He was expecting another
breathless protest, some more delicious wriggling, and was a little surprised
when none came.� Phoenix was oddly quiet for a moment despite Miles� continued
attentions.� When he did speak, his voice
came out�uncharacteristically smug.

�Just like in court, huh?�

Miles blinked, and in that
scant moment when his guard was down Phoenix twisted suddenly beneath him.� By bracing his heel against the mattress and
his hand against Miles� shoulder he was able to throw his weight forward,
flipping them both over in a mess of silk sheets and sweat-moistened
limbs.� Miles was too surprised by the
sudden turnabout to properly react; all of a sudden Phoenix had his wrists, and was pinning them next to his
ears.

�Wright!�� Miles
squirmed, but Phoenix had impressive upper body strength, when he utilized
it.� And with Phoenix�s legs on the outside of their body tangle he had all
the leverage.� �What are you��

�The way I remember court,� Phoenix drawled, his face suddenly alive with cocky
satisfaction, �is you falling apart at the last minute while I make my big
comeback.�

Miles�s brow furrowed in irritation, but he didn�t have a
chance to retort�Phoenix pressed their lips insistently together, his hands
still tight about Miles� wrists as he traced the contours of his partner�s
mouth with an eager tongue.� Wherever the
unexpected confidence had come from Miles wasn�t prepared to defend against Phoenix�s enthusiasm.�
His struggles ceased as he accepted the heavy kiss with a faint shiver.

When Phoenix pulled back, at last granting him air again, he
looked entirely too triumphant.� He
didn�t give Miles a chance to catch his breath before releasing the man�s
wrists in favor of his knees.� He grinned
as he urged Miles� thighs apart and slipped between them.

�H-Hey, wait,� Miles
protested, regaining his composure a moment too late.� He lifted himself up on his elbows.� �I didn�t mean��

Phoenix leaned forward, shutting him up with another
passionate kiss.� Distracted as he was,
it wasn�t hard for Phoenix to use the weight of his body to push Miles flat on
his back.� �Stop whining,� Phoenix teased as took hold of Miles� hips.� �You�re such a sore loser.�

Phoenix thrust strongly into him, drawing from him a thick,
startled cry.� Miles had been expecting a
little extra warning and struggled quickly to adjust.� �You��
Despite the stretching pain Miles couldn�t help but appreciate Phoenix�s strength.�
His heart was pounding as he shifted his knees higher and let the
sensation of being filled spread through his burning muscles.� �You cheat�.�

�It�s not my fault,� Phoenix hissed, �you can�t cover
your own ass.�� Sweat had broken out on
his forehead as he began to move, slowly at first, rocking their hips firmly
together.

Miles groaned thinly; gradually
the ache of another body intruding on his turned to delicious friction, rendering
his mind momentarily blank.� Nothing
could have prepared him for Phoenix�s
rare vigor, let alone his girth.� He
wasn�t sure at first if he�d be able to respond at all outside the clumsy
pawing of his fingers and reckless murmurs.

�What�s�the matter?� Phoenix panted, enjoying himself far too much for Miles�
tastes.� �No more�witty remarks?�� When Miles� left knee pressed up against his
armpit Phoenix shifted, drawing Miles� leg up over his
shoulder.�

Normally Miles wouldn�t have
been convinced he could be quite that flexible.�
But when Phoenix surged into him again at a faster pace he couldn�t
help but shudder and moan at the fiery pleasure it echoed
through him.� Paying no heed to Phoenix�s teasing he let his head fall to the side and shoved
at him with his knee.� �Wright��

Phoenix took the hint, and slung Miles�s
other leg up as well.� Some of that cocky
attitude of his was finally wearing thin as his pulse grew quick and
harsh.� His lips were moving, spilling
whispered pleas that Miles couldn�t make out through his own desperation.� Every scrape of sweat-dampened flesh, every
deep penetration drove the prosecutor a little madder until his own voice was
just as ragged and his mutterings just as senseless.� He pressed his slick palms against the
headrest for leverage when Phoenix
leaned forward, shoving him into the mattress.

Miles came first, though later
no amount of teasing would convince him he came early.� As controlled as he usually was Miles cried
out deeply as his muscles tightened around his yet moving lover.� Phoenix whimpered, his hips pumping urgently;
already beginning to soften Miles� body was trembling and extra sensitive,
making those last moments of pleasure when Phoenix finally came inside him almost
too much.�

Both men collapsed.� In his exhaustion Phoenix leaned thoughtlessly forward�Miles groaned sharply as
his legs were bent further and shoved with quivering hands at Phoenix�s chest.�
�Heavy,� he uttered between gasps of air.� His toes curled as he tried to urge the man�s
weight off him.� �Too
heavy.�

Phoenix moaned softly and struggled to lean back.� When Miles� sight finally sharpened back into
focus he was vaguely surprised that Phoenix�s expression wasn�t very different than any other
time they�d made love: his eyelids were fluttering over a weary gaze, his lips
parted in a faint, almost-smile.� Miles couldn�t be sure, as he was never in
any state to evaluate facial expression whenever he had the chance to see it,
but he could have sworn there was genuine awe buried in those hooded, bright
blue eyes.� As if he was savoring a moment
of intimacy never to be repeated.� It was
strangely moving, and Miles wondered vaguely if he had ever appeared so
sincere.

�Off,� Miles grunted, kicking
his heels against Phoenix�s back.� �Off off off��

�Okay, okay.�� Phoenix chuckled weakly as he slid out, lowering Miles� legs
to the mattress.� He wiped sweat from his
forehead and toppled onto his side.�
�Damn, Edgeworth.�� As his strength returned so, too, came that uncommon bravado.�
�I had no idea you were so��

�Don�t even,� Miles grumbled,
stretching his legs out.� He could tell
already how sore he was going to be in the morning, and was very grateful he
had no impending cases to prosecute.�
Though feeling distinctly unclean at the moment when he turned his head
he caught Phoenix watching him with a smirk, and suddenly he didn�t
feel like moving. ��Thanks for holding
back,� he added sarcastically as he pushed the hair out of his face.

Phoenix laughed, and twisted about on the bed to crawl to his
side.� Miles tensed in expectation of
some physical retort but was met only with a wet kiss to his shoulder.� He relaxed against the sheets and didn�t try
to stop Phoenix from his gentle affections.

�Well?� Phoenix teased, giving Miles� temple an exaggerated nuzzle.� �Is the
ruling in my favor?�

Miles pursed his lips.� �Not bad,� he conceded.� �For a defense lawyer.�

Phoenix hummed playfully against his cheek.� �Oh yeah?� I guess next
time I�ll just have to try harder.�� He
chuckled, and kissed Miles� cheek before slipping off the bed.� There he hesitated in want of a response.

Miles ground his teeth.� He was exhausted, and sweaty, and certain
that, come morning, his whole body would be an unruly tangle of sore muscles.� But there was still only one way he could
answer.� ��All right.�

Phoenix didn�t tease him any further, but Miles was certain
he could feel the man�s grin, all the way to the bathroom.
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