AN: This story has suggestive themes although nothing obscene...just an FYI for any unsuspecting minors out there who previously stumbled on this with a Teen rating and will now apparently be messed up if they dared read about video game characters even wanting to do the mattress mambo... there's my PSA for today.😇

One Night in Bangkok - A Lustful Collaboration By JP/ThePudz

Phoenix Wright, Maya Fey, and Miles Edgeworth
The Sukhothai Bangkok Hotel
May 18, 2028

"You're sleeping on the floor tonight, Edgeworth!" Phoenix grumbled as he lugged his and Maya's luggage down the hall towards their suite after bidding goodnight to the bleary-eyed, absolutely drained Athena and Trucy as they dragged themselves into their room. "Or the bathtub! Take your pick!"

"Go to hell, Wright!" The Prodigy Prosecutor glowered at his courtroom rival. "I'm the one who paid a small fortune for these last two bloody rooms in all of Bangkok! Why should I have to suffer such indignities?"

"That would be because of you, Prima Dona!" The Turnabout Terror, who'd spent the last month answering to the name of Barbed Head snapped peevishly. His words were slightly slurred from the copious amounts of alcohol he'd been consuming on the return jet from The Kingdom of Khura'in Miles had chartered for them. "If you weren't such a pretentious snob who refused to stay in less than a five-star resort, uncaring about the fact that it's the height of tourist season, we wouldn't be stranded in a place that only had two unoccupied rooms in the first place!"

The fuming magenta-clad man pushed his glasses up his nose and refused to respond to his semi-impoverished (by comparison) courtroom rival mostly due to the actual legitimacy of the charge. En route back to Los Angeles, a tropical storm had forced himself, Phoenix, Maya, Athena, and Trucy to land in Thailand for the night until the following morning when it had hopefully passed and the skies would be friendly once more. Miles supposed he could have loftily argued that considering his best friend had settled for sleeping on the floor of Tehm'pul Temple during his entire stay, he couldn't possibly understand the discomfort of sleeping on anything less than 800 thread count luxury sheets!

However, he opted to stay silent.

The true cause for Miles's lack of rebuttal was ultimately due to Maya staring beseechingly at him with those limpid, sable brown eyes, which normally reminded him of sunlight shining through whiskey – not unlike the kind his childhood chum had been guzzling from the moment they'd been airborne!

"Don't mind Nick, Miles," she said anxiously, placing a protective hand on the blue-suited lawyer's arm. "You know how he gets when he drinks. He's simply been drowning his sorrows because he lost the young man who's been like his son these last couple of years. He doesn't mean to sound so contrary."

"Stupid Prosecutor Sad Monk," Phoenix brooded as Miles fidgeted with the key card to open the door to their shared suite, which, just like the one occupied by Trucy and Athena next door, only bore a single king-size bed within it. "The nerve of him, shamelessly manipulating Apollo into staying behind like that! I just know neither my daughter nor employee are going to be getting any sleep tonight because they'll be too busy crying over the loss of their brother and love interest!"

The blue attorney stumbled into the room and flopped down on the leather sofa in the living room, and the spirit medium seated herself beside him while the grumbling Miles went to pour himself a drink from the bar.

"Apollo promised he'd be back when everything is settled, Nick," Maya reminded him softly, gently brushing back the stubborn stray lock of hair that fell onto his forehead. "I know it's going to be hard without him, but hopefully having me back by your side where I belong, as your legal assistant, will help fill the void at least somewhat."

Phoenix stopped his ranting, momentarily forgetting there was another party in the room, and gazed lovingly into the beautiful visage of the woman who'd stolen his heart 10 years ago.

"My life would have no meaning without you, Maya," he whispered hoarsely, pulling her into his arms and burying his face into her silky black hair. "I don't know what I would've done if I'd lost you…"

"Shhh." She placed a finger to his lips, halting the terrible sentence he'd been about to utter. "The point is, you didn't, and that's all that matters. You saved me, with both your undying love for me and unwavering belief in my innocence, just like always Nick. Just like I always knew you would."

"I love you so much." His voice shook with emotion. "Never leave me."

"I promise, my love." She lightly pressed her lips to his. "The moment the dust settles back home in California, I'm going to wife you so hard, Phoenix Wright."

"I cannot wait to marry the living shit out you, Maya Fey." Phoenix threaded his fingers through her hair, about to lift her face towards his for another kiss when Miles suddenly spluttered on his glass of wine in the background, abruptly reminding the couple that they were not alone.

"What the deuce?" The normally elegant man caught the trickle of claret liquid before it dribbled onto the snowy white cravat as he gaped at the duo in disbelief. "The two of you are a dyad?! Since when?! And why wasn't I made aware of this?!"

"Is this honestly so shocking to you, Miles?" Maya tittered, placing her hand on Phoenix's knee. "I mean, you've seen firsthand what a wreck Nick is, and how everything falls apart, whenever I'm not around! Did it truly never occur to you there might be a correlation?"

"I had my suspicions, naturally," Miles admitted, still slightly dazed by the bombshell he'd just been privy to. "But why was I never told?"

Phoenix shrugged. "You didn't ask."

Miles merely glared at him in response.

"Here are the answers to your questions, in the order that they were asked," the defense attorney snickered as Maya playfully swatted him on the arm. "Yes, Maya and I are a couple. We've been together since just before my disbarment, so that would make it nine years now. And the reason you didn't know is that you kept running off and leaving the country, chasing after international prosecutor assignments with Interpol!"

"My mind is spinning with this newfound revelation." Miles shook his head and poured himself another glass of wine. "Conjecture is still quite different from actual confirmation, after all."

"No, your head is spun right around because that's the third glass of Cabernet you've had in the last 10 minutes, you wino!" Maya teased, walking over to the bar and pouring herself a large gin and tonic. "Both you guys are such lightweights! It's freaking hilarious!"

"I'm not drunk!" Phoenix insisted. "Just a little buzzed! Although I'm hardly a lightweight – I did consume four whiskey sours on the plane."

"And the wine here in Thailand is considerably stronger than what I'm accustomed to in Los Angeles," Edgeworth added defensively, his eyes widening in amazement as the spirit medium easily downed her drink as though it were water, then quickly poured herself another. "You had a couple of drinks on the plane as well Maya, and that last cocktail you made yourself was a double. How is a tiny thing like you still standing?"

"It was a triple, but who's counting?" The raven-haired beauty grinned impishly as she took a hefty swig from her tumbler. "I needed to find some way to relax and not strangle Athena for totally cock-blocking me by sitting between Nick and me on the plane! Hello! I hadn't seen my boyfriend in two years till now!"

"To be fair, nobody at the Wright Anything Agency knew about us," the blue attorney pointed out loyally, then smirked at his still stupefied-looking best friend. "Although I still can't believe how shocked you are, Edgeworth! After all, you're supposed to be the logical genius! Why else would I risk my reputation trying to put an innocent woman in jail when Maya got kidnapped, and also risk my life by running across a burning bridge for a woman that was merely my friend?!"

"I did find that all to be above and beyond the call of friendship." The cravat wearer flushed slightly, from more than just the heat of the wine coursing through his system. "Although for the record, I was well aware of Maya's blatant school-girl crush on you right out of the gate! I did also surmise that little Pearl would not have gotten her special someone's theory out of nowhere!"

"Not to mention the fact I left my beloved daughter and my practice behind and took off on the plane to Asia, without a second thought, because I thought Maya's life was in danger – again!" Phoenix laughed heartily, happily accepting the brandy his girlfriend had just poured him. "I've gotta tell you, old friend, I judge you above all people for not figuring it out sooner!"

"To answer your other question, Miles, the reason I'm not drunk is that I've built quite a tolerance for alcohol by drinking fermented yak's milk the last couple of years while I've been priestess training," she tittered. "Regular old booze is a cakewalk compared to that stuff!"

"Gah! Yak's milk?!" The spiky-haired man gawked at his swain in disbelief. "My love, you've never been a drinker before, and used to get drunk sniffing a beer cap, for Christ's sake! Why the hell have you been swigging that nasty stuff?!"

"Because I haven't had sex in two goddamn years, Nick!" She put her hands on her hips and stared back at him defiantly. "Also, I was in butt-fuck nowhere country, being forced to pretend I was a pious virgin! There was nothing else for me to do or keep me warm during those cold mountain nights!"

"Hey! I haven't been laid in two years, either, for the record!" Phoenix returned, then glanced over at the prosecutor. "Which goes back to our sleeping arrangements, Edgeworth. Floor or bathtub?"

The latter would probably be preferable, because at least that way Maya and I would have some privacy to finally enjoy being reunited after two blasted years, and won't want to have an audience!

"You have one hell of a lot of nerve, Wright!" The Chief Prosecutor looked as unimpressed with the question the second time as he had the first. "Believe me, the idea of being the unwitting third wheel and having to share a room with you long-lost lovebirds is hardly my idea of a swinging good time, either!"

"What the hell do you know about having a good time, Edgeworth?" Phoenix pointed his finger accusingly at the other man, sparks flying out of his dark blue eyes. "God knows you're the most uptight person on the planet! I bet you haven't been laid for even longer than either of us have, which is probably the reason why!"

"That's none of your damn business!" Miles's cheeks reddened with anger and embarrassment, unsure of any other way to respond to such a completely accurate, albeit indecorous statement. "What kind of friend would bring up such an uncouth, below-the-belt blow, anyhow?!"

"What kind of friend wouldn't even have the common courtesy to give his best friend some privacy with his girl and not put up such a fuss, considering the extreme circumstances!" Phoenix yelled back. "If I were you, I'd offer to sleep on the fire escape!"

"Screw you, Wright!"

"No, screw you, Edgeworth!"

As the warming sensation of the alcohol she'd consumed began to fill her with a delicious buzz, Maya studied the two legal eagles with growing interest, noticing both of their heaving, well-defined pecs straining against the dress shirts underneath their suit jackets, as blazing indigo eyes stared stormily into incensed amethyst ones.

Mystic Ami help me, but these two are sexiest as fuck when they're angry! She marveled, licking her lips as a surge of heat flashed through her. I can't determine which one of them is turning me on more! However, I finally understand the allure these two have for all those rabid yaoi-loving girls with their fan fiction, pairing the two of them together on the Internet, which both men would die of humiliation from if they knew about! Up until now, I've never even dreamed of looking at any other man besides Nick. Yet at this exact moment … I can't decide which one of them is hotter! I just know that I want to sink my teeth into both of them!

"I would like to state for the record that you're both completely immature idiots," Maya drawled, coming to stand between the two men, who were now no more than two meters apart from one another and placing a palm on each of their deliciously firm chests. "Who, despite having been friends since childhood, still have no idea how to communicate properly whatsoever! I propose a solution to this problem, right here and now."

She paused for a leisurely moment, then cast a long, lingering look at her lover before letting her lascivious gaze roam up and down the comely Chief Prosecutor, leaving zero doubt about what her intentions were before she spoke again.

"Instead of screaming screw you at one another the entire night…" she purred. "How about you guys focus all that intense passionate rage right here…and screw me, instead?"

There was a stunned silence in the room following her indecent proposal, as both lawyer's jaws fell to the floor in response.

"Maya? Are you sure you're not drunk?!" Her other half was finally the first to recover, but his tone was incredulous. "Or maybe I'm the one who's had a few too many, because I could've just sworn I heard the woman I'm going to marry flat out ask for a three-way with me and my stubborn, pigheaded, best friend!"

"Nick, don't look so scandalized!" The psychic admonished, letting out a throaty chuckle. "We're in a foreign country, we've all had a few drinks, and are all depressed about losing Apollo… And none of us have been laid in a dog's age! This is a one-time thing, and since I've been living like a bloody nun and couldn't even satisfy myself for the last two years, what with being under constant Temple watch, I demand some sort of gratification ... tonight!"

"I cannot dispute the validity of this case you've made, Maya." Miles cleared his throat awkwardly and pushed his glasses back up his nose. "And Lord knows you have grown into quite a breathtaking beauty over the years, so I know I will kick myself at some point for what I'm about to say. Alas, as maddening as Wright is – and I'd like to state for the record, he is no less obstinate or mulish than I allegedly am! – he is still my best friend. And since you are going to be his wife, I, therefore, cannot sully her loins in such a manner."

"Who's talking about my loins?" She winked lasciviously. "There are some things in all our years together that Nick and I still haven't done together, if you catch my drift, Miles. And indeed, this part of me here…" She slowly trailed her hands southbound until they tantalizingly rested at the apex between her thighs. "Always has, and always will, belong to nobody but my Nick. Nevertheless …"

Her voice trailed off suggestively as she sauntered past the two men, grabbed her overnight bag, and began sashaying into the bedroom.

"I have two other orifices that are ready and willing to be at your disposal, should you have a change of heart. I'm going to go slip into something more comfortable while you fellas mull this over."

The second she reached the bedroom, she shut the bedroom door behind her and leaned heavily against it. Her heart was hammering at what an incredibly outrageous thing she had just said. The alcohol had certainly loosened her tongue dangerously, although she was nowhere near drunk. As far she was concerned, tonight would have been the equivalent of a bachelorette party, her only final hurrah before she committed herself to the defense lawyer for the rest of her life. And even then, her rite of passage would always belong to Nick and no other.

Miles had said she was beautiful. Still, that didn't mean he necessarily found her desirable. Perhaps he preferred his women taller, more statuesque, and busty like her gorgeous late older sister had been. She had probably mortified him with such a lewd proposition and was suddenly terrified that it would somehow impact Phoenix's friendship with him. Maya couldn't bear it if such a thing occurred! She truly adored Miles, and would feel the sting of his rejection from their lives more than she could bear if she and Phoenix were to lose him over this!

I will immediately go convey my apologies to Miles for being so disgustingly presumptuous! She decided firmly. I'll blame it on the alcohol! I'll beg him not to take it out on Nick! As much as those two argue like an old married couple, they truly are brothers in every sense of the word, and I would hate to see over 20 years of friendship go down the drain just because I was a drunk and overly horny bitch!

Shedding her robes quickly, the diviner hurriedly threw on an oversized T-shirt over her head in place of a nightgown and rushed back out to the main room. She heard the shower running in the bathroom, and found the barrister sitting alone on the sofa, looking reflective.

"Hi, Miles." She swallowed nervously as she walked up to him. "Um, I guess Nick is cooling his jets in the john, huh?"

"Wright said he was going to mull over your generous offer to let us all have One Night in Bangkok have a whole new meaning while he took a nice cold shower," Miles answered wryly, taking a sip of his wine. "Ultimately, your paramour would do anything to make you happy. He actually conceded to this, with his sole stipulation was that he would halt all proceedings the moment he so much as felt a hand that was not yours touch his ass."

"That sounds like Nick." Maya felt a bubble of laughter forming up in her throat. "But you said that he conceded…er, so what does …?"

"My concession was slightly different." Miles placed his glass down on the coffee table and stood up so he was staring right down at her, and she could fully see his inscrutable face. "I said if I so much as felt Wright's eyes on my posterior, I would make very well with his earlier hypothetical offer and ensure he would be sleeping on the fire stairwell tonight!"

Maya knew she should have laughed at the quip, but found she couldn't breathe. After all, here she had come out to apologize to the other man and rescind her offer, but unless she had misunderstood him, it sounded very much as if he'd had a change of heart….

"Does that mean you're recanting your original negation?" She asked dazedly, staring up into those hypnotic smoky-grey eyes, which, with the glasses now removed, allowed her the full impact of seeing the unconcealed, burning lust within them as they raked over her barely covered body, as the T-shirt just barely reached the tops of her shapely thighs. "Are – you saying that you do want me? Tonight, I mean?"

"I have spent way too many lonely nights with nothing but my dog Pess as my only companion, Maya," he replied, the flaming desire in his eyes nearly threatening to consume her and making her weak in the knees as she gazed at him wantonly. "Of course, I want you! You are an incredibly beautiful, sexy woman, and only a foolish man would turn down such a sinfully delightful, no strings attached offer such as this, which would only come once in a lifetime."

He took a step closer to her so she could feel the heat radiating from his body.

"Miles Edgeworth has never been such a fool."

"I – I thought you originally said no because I wasn't desirable to you." Maya's knees almost buckled, not realizing she'd backed up against the closed bathroom door until she found herself pressed back against it. "Are you sure? I mean are you ready for this?"

Miles gave her a devilish look, one dark brow arched, then pinned her back against the door, pressing his body fully against hers.

"The question is, are you ready for this? Are you sure you can handle both of us? Because I'm feeling a trifle adventurous tonight." The sexy British inflection that he usually minimized thickened in his voice and made the village leader's blood run hot and fast.

"Seriously?" She persisted weakly, not yet convinced that his sudden change of heart on the issue was what he wanted. "I mean, there's no rush if you want to think about it first."

He grinned and pressed a finger to her lips. "Maya, please. I'm trying to be spontaneous here and you're asking too many questions."

The door beside her gave way and she pitched backward with a gasp, but two strong, muscular arms caught her from behind. She twisted her head up and saw her lover shoot his best friend a look, then peer down at her, totally confused. He was in his bathrobe, his hair wet from the shower. She gave him an uncertain smile.

"Hi, Nick. Um, Miles and I were just discussing your no ifs, ands, or butts policies…"

Phoenix chuckled and grinned at his courtroom rival.

"As long as there's no pressure to perform on anyone but the love of my life, which means no roving eyes…"

"Don't flatter yourself, Wright."

"Or sword fighting of any kind whatsoever…" The legendary defense attorney ignored the huffy prosecutor. "And we pretend like tonight never happened from this day onward, I'm still game."

"You know what they say about looking a gift horse in the mouth," Miles cut in. "My only other stipulation is we need to keep it down with the …festivities. The last thing I'd want is to wake up Trucy or Athena next door!"

"Agreed." Phoenix stood Maya on her feet and turned her in his arms, then lifted her chin. His eyes were hot with promise. "Is this what you want?"

She was nervous, but there was no way she was going to turn back now. This was a fantasy come true. As exciting and fulfilling as her and Phoenix's sex life was, as much as she knew in the biblical sense, there would never be another man for her, this was completely different. A desire and an adventure she'd never be able to overlook or forget. If only she had the boldness to reach out and grab it.

Do you dare? Yes, I do! I do!

Maya lifted her toes and threaded her fingers into his black hair.

"Oh, yeah, baby. More than anything."

Phoenix looked deeply into her eyes and cradled her face. Like that first night they'd made love, she felt as if he could see the inside of her soul. She held her breath as the intensity of his desire encompassed her, and closed her eyes, breathing in the familiar masculine scent of him. He wasn't repulsed by her actions, or angry at her desire for exploration. Instead, he gazed at her with longing and adoration.

Maya opened up her eyes for a brief moment and saw him hovering over her. His lips quirked in an adorable sly smile before he pressed them to hers. He kissed her softly at first, their tongues barely touching. She'd only had a brief taste of him when he'd to rescue her after that horrible trial which had nearly cost them both their lives, so this felt like their first real kiss in forever. She found her passion and love for this man fueled even further as she sensed his longing and repressed ache for her after all this time apart.

She clung to his broad shoulders even more tightly, her fingers digging into the warm flesh and hard contours of his strong back as she gripped him to her tightly, then caught his lower lip lightly between her teeth and slipped her tongue inside his eager mouth. He deepened the embrace, moaning into her mouth, and fiercely, unyieldingly took her mouth in a fiery kiss. She returned it with the same fervor, unable to help herself. His hand cupped her...

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Phoenix's eyes slowly rose the next morning. His brain felt like it was turned to mush. The beaming sunlight in the room hurt his eyes, and they took a bit to adjust. He slowly raised himself and looked down to see he was butt-naked.

What the shit? What the hell did I do last night?

The blue attorney looked around the room, and suddenly spotted a pair of feet lying on the floor. He stood up and walked around to see…

"Edgeworth?!"

The other man, too, was in his birthday suit, but at Phoenix's sudden cry, he woke up, sitting up and rubbing his head. The ex-hobo spotted his friend's nakedness, and suddenly made the connection in his head.

"Ho… Ly… Shit…"

His eyes were wider than golf balls as he slowly stepped away from his friend, as at the same time, Miles also came to the same horrifying conclusion.

"God's teeth, Wright! Why are you naked?!" The other man's chin dropped to his chest. "Don't tell me…"

"I don't remember a lot from last night, Edgeworth." Phoenix pointed an accusing finger at him. "But I sure as hell remember telling you to keep your hands off my ass!"

"I also remember telling you to not look anywhere near my pelvis!" Miles retorted. "Just how drunk were we last night?!"

"Obviously you were the intoxicated one because I know you were the one who must've made the offer to do… This!" Phoenix didn't want to utter the word aloud or even think the thought, because he was currently swearing to himself to never get drunk around Miles Edgeworth ever again!

"In your bloody dreams, Wright! I know for a fact you –" Miles was cut off as the sound of a running shower turned off. The Ace Attorneys hadn't even realized the shower was going, and they both swiveled their heads towards the bathroom door in unison. "Who's there?"

"Knowing my luck right now, it's freaking Klavier or something," Phoenix grumbled. The bathroom door opened, and he braced himself for the worst.

Whoever it is, please have a hoo-ha so I'll know I didn't do anything with Edgeworth!

Maya stepped out of the bathroom, drying her with a towel as she smirked at the two legists.

"I could hear your bickering from the shower. Nice of you two to finally wake up."

Phoenix and Miles both stared at Maya for a good five seconds before sighing with relief at the same time.

"Oh, thank fuck," the spiky-haired man whispered to himself just as the cravat wearer cried out, "Oh praise be to God!"

Maya snickered at the two men's reactions, and she went over to her robes and began dressing.

"I sense you two nitwits get some gratified satisfaction – and obvious immense relief – in the fact I was both of yours last night? And hence, to the heartbreak of 70% of online fangirls, that means you did nothing with each other?"

"More than you can believe," Miles muttered. "Wait – online fangirls?! What on earth…?"

"Edgeworth, in the words of Prosecutor Elsa: let it go and move on." With that code black threat out of the way, Phoenix went over to his own clothes, finally covering himself with his boxers. "There are some things that are best left unknown! Yeesh, I was wondering why I was remembering last night as an exhilarating experience and not an awful, haunting one."

"Wright, Maya… I recommend both of you drop the topic of us two ever performing a stunt like that – even in jest!" Edgeworth bitterly replied as he got his clothes back on. "So, Maya…how was last night for you?"

"To sum it up in two words: Fucking glorious." Maya grinned impishly as she saw both men's smug expressions, which they were certainly most entitled to! She was already in her robes as she finished that sentence. "I've been waiting to copulate with Nick for two goddamn years, but I just needed… more. It was lonely up in those mountains, trust me."

"I still can't believe you ever convinced Edgeworth to participate." Phoenix scoffed. "You really are a mystical woman, Maya Fey."

Even Miles himself was still having a hard time comprehending the fact these two dorks somehow gotten him into a threesome, but he was secretly so beyond glad he'd accepted!

Not that I'm going to be gushing to them about that or anything!

Once he was back in his magenta suit and Phoenix was dressed as well, a knock on the door sounded.

"Come on, Daddy! What are you three even doing in there?" Trucy called from the other side of the door. Phoenix checked the time, and he suddenly realized the three of them were super late. They had slept in massively.

"We'll be right out, Truce!" Phoenix called back.

As the three adults grabbed their bags and made their way to the door, the Comeback King stopped everyone for some last words.

"Before we leave, let's just all agree on something. Never speak of this again?"

"Couldn't agree more." Edgeworth immediately replied.

Maya took a bit more time in responding, then flashed them her best shit-eating grin.

"Well, I won't speak of it, but I'll certainly remember it for some time."

Not speaking of it was good enough for the two Ace Attorneys, and as Phoenix placed his hand on the doorknob, the femme fatale had one final, very naughty thing to say.

"Nick, Miles… Just remember, I'm always up for Round Two…"

THE END

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