Wright Anything Agency
September 7 7:30 a.m.
"Maya? You're still not upset, are you?" Phoenix placed his hand on the medium's shoulder.
"No! I'm not!" Maya shrugged away.
"You're behavior is contradicting that." Phoenix tried to lighten the mood from the heavy air.
"Hmph!" She turned completely away from him, leaving him solitary in the small kitchenette.
"Please, Maya… I'm sorry." Phoenix pleaded. "I was just nervous. I don't know why."
"...You wouldn't even let me try…" Her voice emotionally pained as she stared out the window. The sun glimmering through the transparent seal contrasted her mood. "Am I not… attractive to you anymore, Nick…?"
Phoenix's eyes shot wide, almost feeling the daggered words pierce his heart and his ears. A cold sweat came over him that teetered down his back. He quickly placed the mug in his hand on the countertop and approached the medium.
"N-No! Maya! That's not it! I would never ever think, believe or even imagine of such an idea! You're beautiful to me, Maya. In every way, shape and form." Phoenix lunged to the Maya's arms, turning her to face him. Her head still remained turned from him. He held her tenderly in his grip, yet eagerly. "It was me, Maya. I just couldn't at the time."
The Master still had a touch of woe on her demeanor. The medium finally faced him, her shoulders weakly dangling, submitting to his touch. "But… why, Nick?"
"I…" Phoenix peered down, his expression became weaker as he tried to find the words without exactly hurting her any longer. "I'm scared, Maya…"
"Scared of what, Nick?" Maya turned the focus fully on the attorney holding her. His hair seemed spikier by the reflection of the light.
"I can't explain it... last night, you were so close and I worried that I would have hurt you."
The couple were going to initiate intimacy the previous night, but a strange vibe hindered the attorney. He was terrified for an unknown reason. She was dazzling as ever, the way she eyeballed him and how her onyx hair flowed beautifully, covering her bareness. Despite all that he was incapable of initiating his passion.
Phoenix's eyes remet with Maya's. Maya had a hard time believing the attorney.
"Nick… you're crazy. I know that you would be the last person to ever hurt me." She moved his hands apart, releasing his grip on her, keeping them idly held in the air. Her soft hands greeted his cheeks as she stepped forward. The warmth they gave him, allowed a resonance of peace to his mind. "You've done so much for me, Nick. I trust you. So you shouldn't feel that way."
"I trust you too, Maya…" His eyes closed. One of the hovering hands reached for hers, cupping it graciously, reassuring himself again, that it was Maya's. There, before him; his burger loving spirit medium, no, his Master that fate has brought him. How he missed her presence. The mere touch would be icing on his cake and he was ready for dessert, just not at that moment. Years of separation and now to suffer once again by an unknown subconscious fear or paranoia was crippling the attorney on the inside. "I just don't trust myself…"
The medium lifted his head, watching the closed lids of the attorney. His complexion consumed in an inner struggle, as the medium held him. Maya couldn't help but feel sorry for the attorney, however, she could easily break down his frustration and concentrate it on something else.
"Nick…?" Maya asked teasingly.
Phoenix's eyes opened. He saw that familiar and amazing face in front of him. He couldn't help but break a fragile smile in the corner of his mouth. "Yes, Maya?"
"Maybe you're having one of those moments." Maya suggested bluntly.
"Huh?" He blinked wildly. "What do you mean a 'moment'?"
"You know, those midlife crisis? The MEN-O-Pause phase." She giggled.
The attorney's defense barrier shattered behind him like a pellet gun fight in a chandelier hall along with his dignity. Ashamed and insulted, his jaw slacked by what the woman in front of him just said. Bringing up his age made him feel two decades older.
"Maya!" He raised himself, offended. "I am not that old!"
"Yeah, I know that, but think about it!" She sassed as she arched forward and cupped her hands behind her back, her head tilted with malignance. "This line of work almost adds twice the amount of years onto you."
"I am not old enough to have one yet. At least, I don't believe so." The attorney claimed his defense, but it sure wasn't working for him.
"Nick… you know I'm teasing you!" She played with the small curl of hair in front of Phoenix's forehead. The gesture sent small tingles through the blue attorney. "Old man…"
'This chick is going to drive me crazy…' Phoenix thought abruptly. Yet he was mildly not surprised. It was Maya, of course. The person who always teased him and bothered him during on investigations or not. His self esteem however, still panged with her hurtful words. 'I probably deserve it anyway…To deny Maya is practically suicide.'
"You're telling me you're into older men?" Phoenix fought back with his words.
"No." She grinned widely, still fiddling with the hair in front as she bit her lower lip. "Just ones called Phoenix Wright."
"..." The attorney was being held hopelessly by the Master in front of him. How she dangled with him emotionally, but toyed him physically harbored concoction of bittersweet. She was working her magic well, making him speechless and submissive. This was one suspect he could never get over. Yet, in a strange way, he enjoyed her sadistic charm. He figured that the attitude of being the Master of the Kurain channeling technique must've rubbed more superiority onto her.
"Earth to Nick?" The medium knocked on his forehead gently. "You're giving me a weird look."
"Huh, sorry…" He shook his head before returning to the scenery.
Maya wanted Nick badly. The same way he treated her yesterday morning, she craved again. Whatever had gotten to Nick that day, she tried to poke and prod him, trying to somehow break the attorney into that overbearing confident Phoenix who made the world disappear and shined the limelight to her. She had one more trick up her sleeve.
She ushered him forward by his lapels. "Hey Nick!"
The blue attorney turned back towards the medium, "What is it, M-mmph!"
The medium's lips brushed against his own. Phoenix's entire body tensed, leaning backward until he hit his desk. There was no escape for him now. His muscles twitched from the intensity. The moment, so swift, so fast that Phoenix barely had time to react. His heart raced as the soft touch from the medium dowsed him in eccentric delight. A gnawing sensation rubbed against his throat and chest. His arms slowly began to surround the medium. Grabbing her arms, he pulled her away, "Maya… we can't."
Minor dejection scrubbed onto Maya's face as she saw the desperation on his. "Why Nick?"
He shuffled his view away from her for a moment before gazing back at her. "Trucy and Pearl are here."
Maya swallowed a giggle coyly. "We can be quiet."
The sensation that throbbed in his chest reached his stomach. It wasn't ebbing away anytime soon. The medium wrapped her arms around the blue attorney's neck, a mere inch away from his face, teasing the poor attorney further. The instant she leaned forward onto his vest, the libido of the attorney ruptured. A fast and unsettling wind entered his nose and he held her tightly, shifting her to lean back against the desk.
Maya was giddy with excitement as the attorney leaned forward. His hands stamped against the desk, holding his weight above her as a he examined her thoroughly, aspiration gleaming in their eyes. The eager lips met with hers in urgent desire. Maya felt the rush the attorney gave her. His fingers traveled dangerously to Maya's back and the side of her neck, sending jolts of pleasure all the way to her toes. The attorney further pushed her legs aside, force straddling himself for better leverage. The medium's eyes fluttered wildly before remaining closed from the elation Phoenix bestowed upon her, lightheaded from fulfillment of her appetite.
His chest gradually felt more hollow as the kiss intensified and deepened. The medium parted her lips, to which Phoenix gritted his teeth tightly before entering. The familiar taste sending his foreign instincts into action. The breathing became more rapid as the exchange between the couple continued. Maya groped her fingers through the blue attorney's hair, which she found slightly more difficult to rummage through. Their tongues fought against each other for dominance, but the attorney was beating her by a long shot.
His fingers gripped harder onto the medium's clothing, ensuring she wouldn't get away this time. A button on his dress shirt and vest came out of its holdings as his pace became more erratic. The attorney felt his mind stripping from reality as the hollow sensation consumed him until his shell became numb. Maya felt the eagerness and further pushed him as she wrapped his legs around him, trapping him or perhaps herself. Phoenix began shaking uncontrollably as his eyes flew open, gaining a grand view of the woman before him. The pupils stretched vertically into a thin needle across his eyes. The medium felt a cold nub against the roof of her mouth, tickling and slithering further into the reaches of her mouth. The attorney held her tighter, pressing her hard against him, ready to encompass his primal objective. The deranged attorney clenched his eyes tightly shut before he flexed widely inside Maya's mouth.
Knock Knock.
The attorney growled and hissed with agitation before reflexing himself upward. The second set of knocks awoke him back to reality. His pupils relaxed back into shape again before peering back at Maya. She was also upset that their game had to stop as his arms planted themselves below her arms. Her hair was spread on the desk like mosaic art. Phoenix shook his head violently and confused before exiting Maya's boundary. He lifted her from the desk carefully before heading for the door.
"Nick, wait." Maya turned to Phoenix. She buttoned up his vest and dress shirt quickly back before drifting towards the door. As he turned the knob, he wiped his mouth on his sleeve, a strange thick substance strained against the fabric. There the yellow attorney, Athena, stood happily at her boss.
"Good morning, boss!" Athena grinned widely, very awake and alive.
Phoenix squinted wearily before answering, "Good morning, Athena."
Athena bobbed her head to the side, "You okay, Mr. Wright?"
"Yeah, I'm okay. Rough morning." He stifled a mild laugh as he caught his breath.
