The door shut behind them with a decisive click
The door shut behind them with a decisive click. Luckily he had sprung for a full bath, Phoenix thought as Edgeworth set him gently on the counter, freshly cleaned, to start the shower. Edgeworth's long muscled legs rippled and glimpses of ass teased Phoenix from under his stilled donned shirt. Sliding gently from the counter, Phoenix stepped closer and grabbing Miles' shoulder, turned him. As his hands slowly undid the buttons and ruffles he glanced up to see Miles silver eyes widen.
"What? I can't help my lover undress?"
"Oh…yes…Please continue…" A slight wrinkle creasing is forehead, Phoenix slid the shirt off completely, fingers trailing softly down the muscular arms. Eyes perplexed, he looked back at Miles.
"Do you work out? When do you have time?" Miles smirked and crossed his arms.
"Well, Wright, its basic knowledge that a healthy body goes hand in hand with a healthy mind…"
"Hmm…that so?"
"Feel free to explore it, as you may never have such tone of your own!" Phoenix ran a finger down Miles' sternum.
"Tone is it? It would seem certain areas are downright firm!" Miles' grinned.
"Imagine that! My lover undressing, caressing, and…upsie daisy…" He grabbed the hand that was touching his chest and leaned forward to press a kiss to the waiting lips. Stepping back, he tugged Phoenix toward the warm water spraying at his back. Drawing the curtain closed, Phoenix followed Miles in. Washcloth in hand and armed with a bar of soap, Egdeworth set to work. First Phoenix's tan chest, the dark nipples given a special tweak, then up and down the long arms, round to his well built shoulders. Now he turned Phoenix, accessing his wide back, muscled even without much exercise, on down to his flat backside still warm from the taking. Miles' hands slid round the front again, to run the suds over the half erect mast. A soft groan escaped the defense's lips. Edgeworth felt his own erection grow in response. A finger gently into Phoenix and his hips jerked, fully aware of the man behind him. Bracing his arms against the wall, Phoenix glanced back, eyes glazed with wanting. In answer, Miles thrust, hands propelling Phoenix to the wall, where he brought their bodies together solidly. The water streamed over their bodies, the slap, slap of each powerful movement, speeding up until they both cried out, bodies locked in spasms. Breathing heavily, Miles slid from the liquid heat that was Phoenix. His support gone, Phoenix's legs gave out and he slid to the bottom of the shower. He let the water pummel his lax muscles. Miles finished rinsing them both before turning the faucet off. Grabbing a towel from the nearby shelf he tugged his tired partner from the floor. Gently wrapped in downy folds, Phoenix was carried for the second time that day, this time to his newly made bed. There he sat as strong hands toweled his hair and body before tucking him in. Phoenix drifted off only to be awakened by motion as Miles' warm, hard body joined him between the sheets, an arm reaching to pull him close.
"What're you doing, Miles?"
"Sleeping, obviously."
"But…but you never stay over!"
"Never is a very long time. Not to mention, its not a crime to fall asleep holding your lover, Wright."
"Huh…That's the third time today, ya know…that you called me lover…"
"What else would I call you? Now shut up and go to sleep." The arm around his chest tightened and a good night kiss pressed itself to the back of his neck as Phoenix flew back into the land of dreams where Edgeworth joined him.