A/N: Whoopie! Here is my story from the oh so wonderful Phoenix Wright Kink Meme. The request was:

Matt/Adrian

In which Adrian insists he calls her Celeste

I've written a few other stories for the kink meme, but as they are a bit more...risque, I think I'll stick with my anonymous identity.

It was very humid in the dark room. That day's temperature had broken nearly every record across the state of California and as night appeared, the numbers of the thermometer barely even moved. Even after the sun had gone down, people kept locked up in their houses, AC blasting as they tried to sleep through the night.

She was silent. Adrian was always silent in the beginning, not that Matt really minded. Their frequently increasing meetings like this weren't supposed to be the best sex of their lives. In fact, it was the furthest thing from either of their minds. It was something they both needed. Despite his sexual prowess, Matt needed a frequent partner who could help keep him grounded, someone who almost unenthusiastic about their meeting.

As for his manager's reason, he had no clue.

They were both silent, Matt's mind elsewhere completely when Adrian's small voice spoke up.

"Call me Celeste…"

Stopping completely, Matt looked down at her. He was just getting into his grove, almost starting to really enjoy himself when she spoke. Her random outburst had taken the wind right out of him and he wasn't sure if his expression looked more shocked or annoyed.

"What?"

Looking up at him, through half closed eyes, Adrian smiled slightly.

"Call me Celeste, Matt."

The request had surprised him. Matt had hoped that his manager was merely joking, but he knew more than anyone she had no sense of humor.

He loomed over her, hands planted firmly on both sides of her small features. His handsome face scowled.

"What the fuck kind of request is that? No, Adrian. Not even you can seriously be that fucked up-…"

Her delicate hand touched his face and he nearly recoiled. It was a kind gesture, a loving touch. They never touched like that.

"You were with her. She cared deeply for you, however foolish it was. I-I want to be as close to her as possible."

Matt raised an eyebrow, watching her curiously. "You want me to call you Celeste…because you want to be like her..?" The blonde woman nodded. "Adrian," he almost grinned. It was too easy. "Celeste is dead."

The gently hand on his face drew back as Adrian slapped him quickly across the face.

A coarse laugh erupted from Matt as he grabbed her wrist, leaning over her.

A wicked smile crossed his face.

"Mmm. Now that is more like Celeste."