Their first kiss had been a disaster. [Written for Ironman7's smutfic week.]
Wright took the case and won it.
Their first... date had appeared promising, until somehow the plans had changed from spending the evening in a restaurant to spending the evening at Edgeworth's apartment with take-out and wine, comparing notes from the day's trial.
With such a perfect record, Edgeworth didn't have high hopes for this evening, even with Nick beneath him and struggling to get their clothes off as quickly as possible.
Of course, he thought, gasping as Nick curled his hand around him, listening to the breathless noise Nick made as Edgeworth pressed harsh kisses against his throat, Wright had always had a talent for turning these things around.