anonymous text | backdated to the twenty-fifth

[amethysts]

Title: The Long Reacharound of Justice
Pairings: Miles Edgeworth/Justice, Carver Hawke/Anders (background)
Rating: They don't fuck like right out in the open (NO KIDS ALLOWED)
Summary: Miles Edgeworth can't resist the call of Justice...
Author: Mockingbird



"No!" The fiery, cravat wearing prosecutor insisted, turning his head away and throwing an arm over his eyes. "I mustn't! I must stay pure for the law! And what about Carver Stabber? What would Anders Butters think?"

"Anders is of no concern," Justice Lawfulness boomed, in his awesome and super badass voice, "We have an...understanding about the use of this body. Besides, I look better in it."

Indeed he did. Shirtless and oiled up with lots of like, fucking expensive oils that smelled good, Ander's Butters' dumbass ponytail removed so his auburn hair could flow slightly in the breeze of a vent overhead in Miles' Kilometres' room. He was amazingly fuckable. Like a nun would fuck him. But Miles Kilometres was even worse than a nun.

"I'm a virgin!" Miles Kilometres confessed, weeping delicate tears as Justice Lawfulness took him into his strong, justice-filled arms and pressed a kiss to his mouth, and the kiss was totally fucking hot too. You'd need steel tongs to handle that kiss. Miles Kilometres couldn't struggle any longer.

"I'll crush your virginity like I crush wrongdoing," Justice Lawfulness said, and ripped open Miles' Kilometres' shirt and wrecked his stupid cravat and no one ever missed it because it looks absolutely fucking stupid, for fuck's sake Edgeworth Nedgewart when you read this and you better read it lose that thing.

Moving on.

"Oh, Justice Lawfulness!" Miles Kilometres crooned, as Justice Lawfulness carried him to bed and ravished the everloving fuck out of him. Just ravished for hours. Tons of ravishing. And it was incredibly hot and they used blueberry flavoured condoms for oral. After, they had pie. It was delicious. Miles' Kilometres' virginity was crushed like injustice.

[locked to jesse, syg, and mouse | not anon | text]

LMAO buds look at this edgey has a boyfriend

[This all is why Libby should never be bored and drunk at the same time.]

Comments

permatext

[amethysts]

Mostly really shitty, to be honest.

[dashhole]

[Well now he just looks confused.] Okay...

[Aaaaaand then he's back.] Okay, better question: why'd you change it?

[amethysts]

Change what?

[dashhole]

Your story, man! Used to be about some Miles guy. Now it's about some guy named, what, "Kilometers"? [He snorts.] How come?

[amethysts]

Oh, Miles threatened to sue, so to avoid libel I changed it. He's sort of an idiot.

1/2

[dashhole]

Miles-- [It dawns on him then.] Wait, this is an actual guy here?

[dashhole]

[He's off to poke around in the posts he can actually see now. Readingreadingreadingreadingreading....

Scout grins. Then he breaks out laughing.]

Oh, holy shit. Oh, man.

[CONGRATS, LIBS, this is the funniest thing he's found in weeks. he just keeps laughing.]

[amethysts]

[Her genius is FINALLY TRULY APPRECIATED. She grins.]

Aren't they adorable?

:)

[dashhole]

[Grinning:] This is the best thing I've seen all month.

[This is seriously great-- he gets to have a good hard laugh at someone else's expense, they have shore leave coming up; today's a good day.]

[amethysts]

[Today is the best day. Which is good, because the next days are going to suck.]

I'm taking a bow right now, thank you.

[dashhole]

[He nods, leans back, props his comm up against something and gives her a round of applause. He'd do a standing ovation, but the comm would slide down onto the desk or something.]