Author's Notes: I don't have any witty comments about this, really. It has no plot.
I have a cold, and it's raining, and it's freezing, and I'm listening to my playlist on shuffle and
Phoenix is bringing sexy baaaack
Disclaimer: Gyakuten Saiban belongs to CAPCOM.
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Larry had been on the phone with Phoenix a few minutes ago, telling him that he needed so badly for someone to talk to him after being dumped by his latest girlfriend. Phoenix, despite sounding very, very tired on the phone – and Maya practically screaming in the background about 'iPods' - had relented, and was currently on his way via the Wright-bike, as he so affectionately called it. His bike of style.
Larry waited, and waited, and when he heard the knocking on his door he moved to open it – and blinked when it was shoved open and in came a sexily clad Phoenix Wright.
He was wearing a white dress shirt with the first two buttons unclasped, very tight leather pants, Italian leather shoes, and a hat. And he was moving, and he was grinding up against him and arching his back.
Larry was getting used to this, ready to let out a soft moan when Phoenix's fingers began to run along his spine and his lower half ground into that spot right there –
- and then he remembered that this was his best friend who was trying to seduce him.
"Nick!" he cried out, failing a little in making it seem like he was trying to make himself sound serious – because it was half a moan and half a purr of delight. Phoenix paid no attention, arms wrapping around Larry's neck and his hands trailing down his chest along with his body, and then he was grasping one of his thighs with both hands and kissing the inside of it. Larry groaned again, and then finally grabbed the back of Phoenix's head and bent over – pulling him up and kissing him hard on a surprised, open mouth.
Phoenix's head was jerked rather violently, and Larry had closed his eyes; therefore not noticing the little white buds that fell from the inside of the defense attorney's ears. At that precise moment, Phoenix flushed – and Larry didn't know that he was back to normal – and when the younger's tongue entered the porcupine-headed man's mouth; Phoenix moaned against him and wrapped his arms around his neck.
Larry pulled away immediately, brown eyes wide and face flushed. Phoenix's was the same, blue eyes holding a small haze of confusion and desire, and his cheeks were a darker red. "Larry, I…" he paused, unsure how to explain, the dress shirt he was wearing rumpled by his former actions. He realized just then, the passion and want and was that love in Larry's eyes, and he blushed darker. "… I'm sorry. M-Maya, she wanted me to listen to something, and she began to play this song… and this man was singing about whips and shackles and I just couldn't…"
Phoenix was cut off when Larry pushed the back of his head and kissed him again, softer, sweeter, less aggressive. Then he pulled away, and Phoenix felt light-headed all over again.
"S'okay, Nick," the bearded male stated, fingers lightly tracing the jawline of the defense attorney.
"Wh-What do you mean? We didn't even get to talk about your ex, and I know how moody you can get when you don't, and…"
Larry grinned and poked his nose.
"Naw, Nick," he said, lightly rustling the hair of the confused-looking puppy-ttorney. "You made me feel better already, but…"
Quietly, the younger of the two childhood friends ran his hand down Phoenix's body, and the attorney moaned when he –
"… Aren'tcha still gonna dance sommore for me?"
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Author's Notes: -headdesk- I might actually write smut for this.
Larry is supposed to be a good-natured, happy best friend in the game…
… my Larry's just a semi-good natured, dirty pervert.