While The Iron Is Hot (Diego/Lana, NC-17), Quantity (G), Reckless Endangerment (PG)
Title: While The Iron Is Hot
Fandom: Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney
Completion date: February 2nd, 2009
Rating: NC-17
Wordcount: 383
Prompt: "Diego, this is my girlfriend Lana. Lana, this is my boyfriend Diego."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Diego."

"Oh, it will be, kitten."



     In the whirlwind of it, the closing bedroom door against her back, the breath and stubble on her neck, Lana blurted the only thought she could find: "But, Mia--!"
     A low chuckle, close enough by her ear to make her weak in the knees. "She knows."
     Her eyes widened in the dark. Diego was a shadow, his hair a mess of silhouette, his palms stealing under her skirt and up her thighs.
     "She does...?"
     "I asked who the pretty kitten in the photos was." Nibbling teeth behind her jaw, and broad hands cupping her buttocks. "Got us talking." Presence, hard male presence crushing close. "It's fine if I wander a bit ... Take in the sights."
     No deceit, then. Just the moment. Her mouth couldn't manage more than a thin gasp, her grip tightening in Diego's shirt, her hips tipping so the contact between them shone.
     "And the view so far," he breathed, hot in her ear, "Is incredible."
     Her feet spread without thought. Her skirt bunched higher with each motion, each delicious, rocking motion. This was insane, Lana's sensibilities murmured, far off in the mist; the three of them ought to discuss it like rational adults; hasty decisions would always snowball.
     She found his jaw in the dark, touched him and spoke shivering, but without fear.
     "I'm on the pill."
     He murmured answer. And in an instant, strong arms slipped under her knees and the ground was gone. Lana choked on the thrill, her thighs spread and weight dangling, fingertips brushing her panties aside and there he was, hard and ready, splitting her.
     Diego didn't have anything to say for the first time since she met him, just a drawn-out growl, just the heat and force of his body. She threw arms around his neck, clung tight and felt the exertion hum of his muscles, let the small sounds tumble out of her as he drew back out to start a rhythm.
     "I didn't think pleasure to meet you meant this," Lana said.
     "Whatever you say ... Mean it fully." His words shook with want, harder with each thrust, deep and hard. "Rule to live by."
     He took her mouth with his, then, slick tongue and traces of coffee. The flames built and the door creaked against its frame in time with her gasps, and even afterward Lana was fiercely, completely glad to have met him.



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I finally had an ideaspark after staring at this prompt long enough. And it happened about half an hour before anon_press updated. So I challenged myself to commentbox a sexy fic in time to be included in the night's update, and that rush only helped the feel I was going for in the scene. I guess what I'm trying to say here is unf Lanego, awww yeaaaaah.



Title: Quantity
Fandom: Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney
Completion date: February 5th, 2009
Rating: G
Wordcount: 115
Characters: Phoenix, Maya, Pearl.
Prompt: Omigosh I never thought this would be filled. Wonderful! WHOOOOOP, misplaced comment!



     "Burgers in bulk," Maya gushed, hefting the bag to eye level. It took all the strength in her skinny arms. "I mean, I had no idea they did that! Just look at the size of this bag, Nick! I never thought this would be filled!"

     Sorry, Maya, he thought, burying his face in his palms. He couldn't hear her over the sound of crippling debt.
     "Try one, they're great! Wonderful! Nick? Helloooo?"
     "I'd like some French fries, please," Pearl said in a tiny voice.
     "Oh, I didn't even think of fries!" Maya's fists clenched in the crackling bag plastic. "They didn't ask me if I wanted fries with that! Nick, we have to go back."

     Then, very mercifully, Phoenix fainted.



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This was just too easy. XD


Title: Reckless Endangerment
Fandom: Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney
Completion date: February 7th, 2009
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 223
Characters: Payne, Manfred, mentions of Mia.
Prompt: I heard if you poke soemone long enough in the same spot, they get bruised. Payne tries it on Phoenix. (Or Apollo. Or Mia. Whichever. :p)



     "All I'm saying," Payne said in a higher, more pitiful whine than usual, "Is that she's a danger to the general public! A well-constructed case against her would surely--"
     Manfred von Karma deigned to look up from his work.
     "Payne, you waste my time. How many times did you poke this Fey woman?"
     Attempting to tap his forehead -- the cast on his arm was inflexible plaster, and his wiggling fingers wouldn't reach -- Payne hummed. "I lost count at 108. And I didn't even get to confirm the bruising theory, since that was when, ah, the aggression began."
     A prosecutor as schooled as von Karma did not make concessions to his anger. He merely crushed the court transcripts in his hand because the poor grade of paper offended his sensibilities.
     "Next time you provoke an assault, do not try to waste my attention on it, Payne. You have three seconds to leave, and then I will call security."
     He had finally decided to tap his forehead with his left hand instead, but Payne flailed, squawked, flailed a second time, and then scurried out with a blessed lack of further comment.

     In the two minutes before von Karma returned to his work schedule, he smoothed the transcripts to reasonable order, and made notes in his ledger of plausible murder motives. The notes were detailed, even by his impeccable standard.



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I dunno, I just liked the mental image. Mia'd have such an eyetwitch.