Chance or Fate?

Paring(s): Phoenix and Franziska

Disclaimer: I don't own Phoenix Wright. All I own is my imagination.

This is my first Phoenix Wright fan fiction, so please be kind to me! Enjoy.

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The room was quiet, except for the buzz of the television turned down low in the background. The spiky-haired attorney lay on the couch in his office. Passing cars sent small patterns dancing across the walls and motor bikes hummed by.

Phoenix was part of the way to being fully asleep and so he fell from the sofa as a knock interrupted his quiet room. Stumbling to his feet the lawyer rubbed his arm across his eyes as he opened the door, letting out a small yawn.

The case he was on at the moment was tiring, a hard puzzle to solve, and he had had very little sleep for the last two nights. Going through files as thick as your own head wasn't exactly a stimulating activity either.

Phoenix sucked his yawn in quickly, eyes suddenly wide and body stiffening. He darted to one side as the blue princess made her way in, not asking if he minded of course, as if she would.

"Fra...Franziska!" She made herself comfortable on his couch; his lovely warm couch, "W...what a..."

"Surprise? Yes, I suppose it would be to someone like you, hmm Phoenix Wright?" Her voice lacked none of it's usual spite.

Marching over Phoenix looked down at her, meeting her sharp gaze. They held each other's eyes for a moment and then Wright broke the contact.

"What are you doing here Franziska?" He was truly curious as to the reason of her 'visit'. Normally they avoided each other as best they could, especially Phoenix.

"Hmph!" She crossed one leg over the other and twisted her whip around her fingers, "Straight to the point for once, Mr Phoenix Wright."

Unconsciously he moved away as she stood and made her way around him, eyes never leaving his. Getting uncomfortable the lawyer turned to face the prosecutor.

"Answer my question Franziska." He put a little more force behind it this time, wanting her to leave as quickly as possible.

The whip he feared so greatly shot down onto his chest. Phoenix leapt back, yelping in pain at the sudden attack.

"Rude, rude, rude!" The princess smiled up at his pained face, "That is not how you will speak to me, you fool!" She turned dramatically away from him, casting only a quick glance back at the look on his face and absorbing it fully before turning completely.

"Guess."

"Excuse me?" Phoenix was a little taken aback by her reply. Normally she would just tell him straight out what she wanted, just so she could leave him as quickly as he wanted her to. This was...almost childish.

"Guess? Guess what?" He needed to make sure he hadn't spaced out and missed soemthing, he didn't want to be hit again.

Franziska let out sharp breath, "Guess why I'm here!" She spoke through gritted teeth, annoyed at the spiky-haired man behind her.

"Wha...?!" Once more Wright was taken aback by her reply, "Why would I do that?! Just tell me!"

"Heh," She spun on her heel, "You foolish fool, you don't get it at all do you?"

"G...get what?!" Frustrated and nervous the lawyer took a step back.

"Idiocy!" She let the whip strike him again, "Is to be punished Mr Phoenix Wright!"

The man cowered next to the couch, gripping the arm for support, as the object of his nightmares lashing him again and again, making him cry out each time it struck his back, arms, legs, chest, hands, everywhere.

"P..please!" A pause, "Stop, please Franziska!" He sucked in a breath, "I'll play your games, just...please stop."

She stopped, then withdrew, a smirk on her face. The prosecutor was proud, she had beaten him into submission. Franziska always got her own way, that was the truth alright.

"You...want me to do something?" A wild guess, hopefully he was right and she wouldn't hurt him any more.

The smile widened, "That is correct, bravo Phoenix Wright."

Seeing she was waiting for more he thought quickly, "You want me to help you?" The smile slipped a little, "You want me to...to..." He couldn't think of anything she might want with him, why couldn't she just leave?

"Hmph, you are not as smart as I thought, Phoenix Wright, but I will help you." She nodded to herself as Phoenix rose from the floor, rubbing his shirt's new found creases out.

"How would you -?" The lawyer was cut off as he was shoved backwards. Stumbling he didn't quite stop in time to save himself from falling over the arm of the couch. He landed softly and looked up to see Franziska standing at his feet, looking at him as a cat would look at a mouse it had trapped between it's paws.

"What?" She leapt onto his chest, she was even lighter than she looked. "What are you...doing?" Phoenix felt an overwhelming sense of lust grip him and his face heated as she smiled at him. Her hands slid down, over his stomach, to his chest. Resting only for a moment she began to unbutton his jacket.

What could he do? He couldn't stop her, she'd probably kill him. The attorney grunted as one of her thin fingered hands slid his zipper open and reached inside.

"F...Fran..." It was all Phoenix could manage before he sucked in his breath, senses on fire as his shirt was ripped open and the whip shoved his chin upwards, forcing his lips to meet hers.

"Can...you guess now?" For once her voice wasn't harsh on his ears, only seductive, making it harder for him to control himself. She ran a hand through his spiky hair, down the side of his face, cupping his chin.

"Ye...sss" The breath was released as she released him. He thought it was over, a little disappointed at the thought, but then she was back, her mouth, her tongue, moving up his torso. Franziska's hands gripped his and pushed them upwards and behind his head, no escape, she was surprisingly strong and yet delicate as she worked on him.

The princess' teeth nibbled at him. His breathing was ragged as he moved against her. She pushed at him with her whip, controlling his every movement. His moaned filled her with a sense of power over him. Their senses were afire as they bonded, cried out, gasped. Lust was their sin, their love.

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