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WARNING - Contains Omorashi

It had been yet another terribly late night at the office. Miles Edgeworth found himself unyielding when it came to preparing everything perfectly for an upcoming case. While nearly everyone else had made their way out to spend a leisure Friday night at home or either out at a bar welcoming the weekend, Miles had stayed behind alone in his office. The setting sun coming through the window slowly faded, and the only thing to illuminate the room was the small lamp on the desk. Flipping through various files, papers and articles on-line, the man ignored the slight grumble in his stomach, knowing that soon he should consider getting something to eat. "Hush yourself," he spoke quietly to his own stomach, "I'll feed you when I get home." The wore on as he continued to endlessly work, finding exactly all the information that he could possible need, or at least attempting to. When it came to getting work done, especially when a deadline was involved, he buckled down extra hard and deprived himself of all and any breaks until he was completely satisfied. Off and on through the evening, he had felt the urge to use the restroom growing, but it was nothing that he couldn't easily ignore. Distractions came easy when he had so much work to do, and he knew that he could always tend to such a simply task later.

The night wore on, and Miles continued to work endless and ignore the many needs that were beginning to build up inside of him. Pulling a pack of mints from within the pocket of his vest, he had managed to stave off hunger by popping mint after mint into his mouth until he has successfully eaten the whole package. Next came his need to finally stand a stretch his muscles. Miles was able to push this one easily into the back of his mind. The last urge, however, was a bit harder to ignore. It had been a little past lunch time since he had allowed himself to have a bathroom break. Normally having a surprisingly good control over his bladder, the man hardly thought twice on his, knowing he could wait until his work was done. Since it had been so many hours, he found himself rarely shifting uncomfortably and contemplating taking a short break to relieve the problem. But, wanting to hold true to his goal, Miles found himself proud when he didn't even stand from his desk until it was time to flip the switch off the nearby lamp.

Finally standing from his seat, his legs giving a short and satisfied tremble from finally being able to stretch, Miles suddenly couldn't ignore the ache he felt once he stood. Placing his hands in his pockets to double check that he had everything on him and then slipping on his coat, he made his way from the office and prepared to spend a well deserved quiet evening at home. Passing by the men's room as he made his way for the exit, the pewter haired man contemplated on making a stop in real fast only to remember that it had likely been locked up for the night, just like every other room in the building. No worries, he thought to himself, I'll be home soon enough. I can certainly handle myself until then. While he was certain he could make it until he reached home, Miles wasn't at all confident that the walk would be a comfortable one. None the less, he knew he didn't have much of a choice at this point either way, and decided that the best thing to do was the simply rough it out until he was able to properly relieve himself.

Making sure the lock the front door of the building behind him, Miles glanced around real fast to make sure no one was watching as he reached between his legs to give himself a firm squeeze. It wasn't much, but he hoped that would do him a bit of good for the time being. The streets were empty and dark, lit only by the street lamps and the road illuminating every now and again by the passing of a random car. Miles walked home several nights a week when the nights were cool and he felt that the exercise would be good for him. However, tonight was a night that he most certainly wished that he had saved himself the trouble and had taken his car that day, knowing that he could have been home within a matter of minutes had that been the case. Stop lingering on it, will you? You're only making it worse! Miles grumbled irritably to himself as the pressure on his bladder began to build even more, making his walk home not only difficult, but painful as well, You'll be fine, you'll make it home on time and this will just be an annoying memory.

Phoenix Wright locked the door behind himself, wondering why the hell he had decided to stay out so late again. He could have been curled up in bed with a good book or catching up on the local news instead. But, knowing that it would do no good to spend time thinking of the things he could have done, he knew there was no time like the present to simply make his way home and enjoy his time before drifting off to sleep for the night. Taking several shortcuts and zig-zagging his way around several streets, he rounded a corner and caught a familiar sight. He smirked, finding it an unusual coincidence that he would be Miles Edgeworth out at this hour. While he was known to pull all-nighters some of the time, he found it amusing that he would happen to catch him. Figuring it wouldn't hurt to take just one little detour, Phoenix made his way quietly behind Miles and keeping his distance. Knowing how late it was and how eager they likely both were to get home and get some rest, he really didn't care to get caught up in a long conversation. However, he figured a friendly little hello couldn't do them any real harm. Just as he began to pick up his pace, Phoenix stopped dead in his tracks. Miles had come to a sudden halt, bending forward slightly and giving a soft groan. Phoenix immediately became both curious and worried, wondering if the other male was in some kind of need of medical attention. Just as he was about to make himself known and ask if everything was alright, Miles had turned just enough for Phoenix to see that his hand had been placed between his legs and that Miles was grabbing at himself. Phoenix took a step to the side, hiding in the shadows of a tall hedge, and watched as the scenario became painfully clear to him.'

Miles reached down once more to grab himself, wishing now that he had given himself a break earlier to avoid being stuck in such a situation. Forced to let go of himself as a car slowly made it's way down the street, he could feel his body growing weaker as urine slowly began to leak into his trousers, causing a small wet spot to form. As soon as the car was out of sight, Miles brought his hand back down between his legs to grab himself. Knowing that this situation would only get worse before it got any better, he knew that he had few options. As much as he hated the idea, he knew that simply stepping aside and relieving himself on the sidewalk was one of his better options. Though he considered it terribly uncouth, he knew it would be a lot more uncivilized to wet himself in the middle of a public street. Removing his hand from between his legs, Miles brought his hands up to his zipper to take care of his problem. Knowing full and well by now what was going on Phoenix gave a wicked grin as he knew he couldn't pass up the chance to mess with the other male. Seeing that Miles was ready to unzip his pants, Phoenix knew that now was his time to strike. Stepping from the shadows, he wore a false grin as he made himself known.

"Edgeworth! Heh, long time no see, eh? Do tell, what on earth are you doing out at this hour? Pulling another all-nighter?"

Hearing his name called startled Miles to no end, jolting his nerves and sending another small spurt of urine to escape him. Immediately removing his hands from his pants, the pewter haired male tried his best to act naturally. He forced a grin once he saw Phoenix making his way from the darkness, "Yes, something like that. I was just on my way home, it's been a very long day." Having neither the time nor the patience for small talk, Miles immediately made it clear that all he wanted at the moment was to go home; though really all he wanted was for Phoenix to leave so that he could finish what he had intended to start.

"Ah, say no more. It's been a long day for me as well, I won't keep you standing here to babble on for hours."

Phoenix grinned as he lead the other on, making him think for a moment that he would be taking his leave only to immediately tack on, "I'm headed his way too, allow me to walk with you. One can never have too much protection at this time of night, hm?" Miles' fist immediately clenched as Phoenix made his suggestion. He couldn't very well say that he was no longer headed in his specific direction. Not only would it take him the opposite direction of home and stall him further, but he knew it would only look suspicious to suddenly walk the other way; he didn't want to do anything to give Phoenix indication that something was amiss. "Yes, I suppose you're right," Miles reluctantly agreed. As the two men walked side by side, Miles found his steps to be coupled with pain at this point; he hoped more than anything that he would be able to take a different path soon and relieve himself. The two men walked in silence for a while, the sound of their footsteps being the only noise to be heard. Phoenix kept an eye on Miles, wondering exactly how he intended to handle this situation. Any keen eye could have immediately known that the other was in desperate need of a restroom, and he wondered how long it would be before Miles gave in and stopped to relieve himself. "So..." Phoenix finally spoke up to break the silence again, "How has work been going for you lately?" Miles didn't even want to answer. Each step he took was making him more and more anti-social and in the mood to be alone.

"It's fine."

Not able to think of anything but his own desperation, Miles bit at his lower lip quickly, feeling his body beginning to lose control once more. He gasp slightly as he felt another spurt of urine escaping him. However, because he refused to lose his pace with Phoenix, he found himself unable to stem the flow fast enough, leaving a very noticeable sized wet spot to form on the front of his trousers and slowly trail down between his legs. Miles quickly pulled his coat closed further, knowing that that would at least shield any view of his pants while walking under the street lamps. The warm, wet feeling felt so odd between his legs. He only vaguely remembered wetting himself once as a child, but even that was just a distant memory. He had no real recollection of what it had felt like, but now he wandered if he would be experiencing it again. After all, his pants were more than soiled right now. There was no way that he would possible step anywhere in public without his coat at this time. As he continued to walk, he felt his bladder relieve itself just a little bit more, sending that warmth to his thighs again; he couldn't deny how amazing it felt.

Keeping his gaze forward now that Miles had closed his coat and blocked his view, Phoenix was still greatly enjoy the situation. Even if he couldn't see the wet spot that had formed on Miles' pants, he knew exactly what was going on and could hear every little hiss of urine that forcefully escaped the other. He wasn't sure why, but Phoenix knew that he was enjoying this situation a little too much. He wanted more than anything to simply tear odd Miles' coat and expose him. Though, at the same time, knowing that under his coat he was slowly losing control was a turn on as well. The two men made their way into downtown, slowly making their way into a small crowd of people. The only thing open at this hour were shady bars and pubs and, while Miles didn't care at all to risk making his way around people right now, he knew it was the quickest way to get home. The two men continued to walk in silence, the only noise between them was the occasional hissing sound that would escape Miles' body as he continued to lose control. He wanted more than anything to reach down and grab himself, but knew that that was out of the question. As they made their way back into a residential area Miles sighed, happy to know that he was getting closer to home. He hadn't even paid much mind to the fact that Phoenix lived nowhere around here and seemed to simply be following him at this point for no reason at all. Phoenix did know however that Miles was getting close to home. Soon enough, he would rush inside his house, likely to waste the rest of the contents of his bladder inside the privacy of his own bathroom; Phoenix new that he couldn't allow this to happen; he was enjoying this way too much to let it end in the middle of his fun.

The two men rounded another corner, the street that Miles lived on. Miles knew that if he bladder would have allowed it, he would have been sprinting to his house by now. Phoenix frowned, knowing that he was running out of time and had to think fast. He found himself with only one risky option, and decided that it was worth the plunge to take it.

"You're so close to home...but you can't possibly believe you're really going to make it."

Miles' eyes went wide as the other spoke. He thought he had been doing such a good job at keeping his little secret under wrap. Had Phoenix known this whole time?

"As if grabbing yourself wasn't a big enough indication, I've been able to hear you slowly pissing yourself all the way home. You must be pretty desperate at this point. Since I can only imagine how wet your pants already are, you might as well just finish now."

Phoenix kept his gaze forward the whole time he spoke, keeping his tone casual as if he were merely talking about the weather. Miles walking slowly came to a stop as the pressure on his bladder became too much. Keeping his legs pressed tightly together, Miles knew that he had no reason to hold back any longer. If Phoenix already knew of his humiliating situation, there was no stopping the inevitable now. Once he allowed his body to relax in the slightest, it was all over. The hissing noise of Miles wetting himself was heard once again, quickly followed by a long, satisfied sigh. The warm, wet urine flooded his trousers and it ran down his legs, puddling down onto the sidewalk. Phoenix casually stepped in front of Miles, pulling open the other's coat just far enough so that he could watch the red fabric turn darker. Holding back everything within him that wanted to reach out and touch the other male, Phoenix simply watched until Miles had finally finished and was left to stand in a large puddle of his own piss.

"Well, I'm certain you can make it home safely from here, Edgeworth. Until we meet again."

Phoenix gave a devious grin to Miles, stepping around the male to leave him on his own; he knew he absolutely couldn't wait until their next encounter.
Warning - This fic contains omorashi. Don't know what that is? Then you might not want to be reading this :3

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This was a request from :iconshushitssecret:! Do forgive me if there any many typos in this, I do intend to go back and fix any! The holidays are catching up with me and I've been running on little sleep lol. Enjoy, and thank you for the points :D
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Tornscar Featured By Owner Nov 22, 2012
I've had a cold and a headache for a few days now. I read this, paicularly the "As if grabbing yourself wasn't a big enough indication..." paragraph, and now I'm laughing like a lunatic. Somehow, Kuro-Omorashi, you just made being sick in bed more than bearable.
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MandyMullins2 Featured By Owner Dec 10, 2011
I like this quite a lot! :D
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shushitssecret Featured By Owner Dec 8, 2011
Ooooooooooo I love this. Naughty Phoenix! ;) THANK YOU <3
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Kuro-Omorashi Featured By Owner Dec 9, 2011
:D Glad you enjoyed it!
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Tina5422 Featured By Owner Dec 8, 2011
I absolutely loved this! Wonderful job as always. :)
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Kuro-Omorashi Featured By Owner Dec 8, 2011
Thank you! Glad you liked it ^.^
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