The prosecutor glared at his boyfriend's embellished chest in horror. Phoenix avoided making eye-contact.
"Who did this to you." Edgeworth firmly replied, clenching his fists and digging his nails into his soft flesh, causing fluorescent yellow patterns to flare up on his skin. The more he stared at the various sore patches of sore, raw marks on Phoenix's body, the more nauseous he felt. The previously perfect stark collarbones and immaculately toned chest, complete with a flat stomach were now smothered in ugly red gashes and scratches, accompanied with a trail of bite marks. His neck was also victim to the infectious scars, his prominent Adams's apple having been humiliated by 2 bite marks which had been hiding behind the defence attorney's shirt's collar for god-knows-how-long.

Silence.

Phoenix cleared his throat and turned his head to the side, his expression conveying a strong sense of guilt. He flushed red.
"Who did this to you, Phoenix." Edgeworth's eyes began watering and his voice thickened with emotion. He wiped his eye with his crimson blazer's sleeve.
"N-No one...." Phoenix mumbled monotonously, not wanting to say any more.
"No one? Who the hell do you think I am, Phoenix!" There was no hint of question in Edgeworth's, slowly increasing in volume, voice.
"I am not a fool." The prosecutor grabbed Phoenix's rounded shoulders fiercely, causing the defence attorney's face to swivel round and face him.
"E-Edge-"
"Shh." Edgeworth sharply hissed, placing his finger firmly on his boyfriend's soft lips.
"Let's try again," Phoenix looked up helplessly, unable to refute what the prosecutor was saying due to the finger upon his only method of speaking.
"Who did this to you. When. Where. How. Why." He lifted his finger in order to let Phoenix speak;
"N-No... E-Edgeworth... D-Don't make m-me say it..."
"TELL ME - NOW!" Edgeworth demanded, lifting Phoenix's shoulders slightly so that he was sitting upright.
"B-But y-you're not going t-to-"
"I don't care. Whoever did this to you needs to get what's coming to them!" He roared, his chest puffing, outraged that anyone would lay a finger on his beloved.
"P-Mmngh!" Phoenix cried out in shock as he was suddenly yanked forwards into a kiss. Edgeworth nibbled and licked his inferior's lips, waiting for the invitation so that he could be let in. After a few moments of this, Phoenix finally gave in due to a combination of own fatigue and Edgeworth's persistence, a small whimper escaping his lips. Edgeworth let his tongue greedily explore the other's mouth, tenderly licking as many places as he could. The flustered defence attorney couldn't do anything in return and was too infatuated to object as he felt a hand slide onto and clutch his ass. He grunted suddenly, blushing feverishly, as the pain shot up through his nerves, frantically sending signals to his brain and telling him desperately not give in to this man.

But it was no use.

The mixed sensation of Edgeworth's aggressive 'ass rubbing' and passionate kiss were too overwhelming for the attorney to break away from, and after a few moments he found himself limp, using Edgeworth's arms to support him. Another 10 minutes passed - along with many whimpers and moans from Phoenix - and the prosecutor finally allowed his boyfriend space to breathe, their lips separating with a satisfying 'smack'. He let go of Phoenix's ass.
"E-Edgeworth..." The defence attorney mumbled quietly, unable to think of anything intelligent to say as he weakly fell onto his back on the bed - once again.
"Who did this to you..." Edgeworth repeated stonily, a grave expression plastered onto his face. He brought a hand to Phoenix's jawline, lifting his chin so that they were making eye contact, and revelling at the submission in his boyfriend's eyes. The defence attorney sighed. It was time to admit defeat.
"Y-You did.." Phoenix covered his mouth with his hand.
"I what?"
"I-It was... You.."
"I don't understand." Edgeworth got off of Phoenix and folded his arms.
"You did this..." Phoenix repeated, gesturing to his scarred chest. Edgeworth stared blankly.
"I did that to you?"
"I-I told you I shouldn't have s-said..."
"When."
"On Monday,"
"Why."
"Y-You were g-getting 's-sexual' with me..." Edgeworth bit his tongue, hissing. It felt wrong to hear innocent, little Phoenix saying such words.
"I... Remember something like that.." Now it was Edgeworth's turn to look away guiltily.
"D-Don't worry, let's just f-forget this-"
"Why didn't you tell me."
"E-Excuse me?" Phoenix stuttered.
"Why didn't you tell me."
"B-Because it's unnecessary! I-It would o-only make you feel b-bad..."
"Stop stuttering. I'm not going to kill you." Edgeworth sighed as Phoenix frantically apologised, feeling the sudden need to repent for his crimes.
"Don't apologise to me."
"H-Huh?" Phoenix looked up in bewilderment.
"Bite me. Now." The defence attorney widened his eyes;
"What? No! Why would I bite you...!" Edgeworth cursed. That god damn innocent, forgiving face would be the death of him. He just felt the overwhelming urge to fuck the heck out those large, scared, twinkling eyes and those naïve, pretty, baby-soft lips.
"As payback! Bite me, Phoenix!"
"N-No! There's no use in me harming you! I'm not even angry about the bites you gave me... J-Just leave it, already!"
"Stop being so nice!" Edgeworth blew through his teeth. This man was impossible to reckon with at times.
"W-What? You get a kick out of it, do you? I-Is this another one of your kinks, hmm..?"
"No! You know it's not like that, Phoenix..." A small amount of well-hidden hurt flickered in the prosecutor's stark hazel-brown eyes, causing a pang of guilt to stir in Phoenix's heart.

"H-Hey... Edgeworth," Phoenix mumbled, looking his boyfriend directly in the eye.
"What is it?" Edgeworth suddenly became attentive as he heard the defence attorney's unsure tone of voice.
"I-I'm still not going to hurt you. But... I can give you the next best thing." He looked away in embarrassment, a feverish blush creeping up on his cheeks.
"What have you got to offer?" Edgeworth inquired curiously, his past upset over Phoenix's scarred chest having been put in the back of his mind as he prioritised his boyfriend's shy, mysterious nature.
"Y-You know..." Phoenix cleared his throat and folded his arms over his chest, clearing his throat and trying to fight off any signs of embarrassment before attempting to begin the sentence again;
"You know... B-Blowjobs..." His voice faltered and his face became redder.
"Yes?" Edgeworth smirked, trying his best not to show his amusement so as not to discourage the hesitant defence attorney.
"W-Well, I know you take a distinct... Liking... To seeing me giving you one.." The prosecutor nodded eagerly, for this was a true, well-known fact between the two of them.

Edgeworth liked seeing Phoenix giving him blowjobs.

Nobody could refute that fact after Edgeworth had disgraced them both that night in the club. Nobody. All that the defence attorney could think of after that experience was: 'Thank God they were all drunk', for if they weren't, their reputations would surely have taken a much, much greater fall and the pair could certainly not have convinced anyone that it had all been one big hallucination.
"Yes?"
"S-So... Instead of me biting you... H-How about I give you a...... 'Blowjob'?"
"Hmm," Edgeworth pretended to take his time, clearly already knowing his obvious answer. The defence attorney was clearly desperate to not hurt his boyfriend, Edgeworth thought, as he was not all too fond of the ol' blowjob - if Edgeworth remembered correctly.
"Sure, it'll be a great starter activity," Edgeworth struggled with concealing the joy in his voice as he stated his sentence.
"Okay, s-so-"
"Shall I instruct you?"
"S-Sure, I guess.."

"Get on your knees,"