Epilogue

Phoenix was happy to finally get some time just with Miles, without either of their work getting in the way, or anyone around to trouble them with anything. It really was nice just to go out on a trip, at a very nice hotel by the beach he may add, just the two of them.

They'd spent the evening having a nice dinner, and then just relaxing on the private beach by the hotel for a while. When they'd finally decided to make their way back up to their room, Phoenix decided that he couldn't remember another time in his life when he felt quite this relaxed and happy.

Miles slipped off his shoes as they stepped into the room, feeling happy despite it all. He had begun to feel better, though it would take some time to heal completely. He looked to his lover, taking his hand gently.

"It's so quiet here," he said softly, looking to the defense attorney.

Phoenix lightly squeezed Miles' hand back and nodded, "It's nice not having to be in a rush for once."

He then got closer to Miles and pulled him into a light hug, just enjoying the closeness.

Miles exhaled in relief, resting his head on the other's shoulder. "Phoenix... thank you, for everything, the past few weeks."

Phoenix nuzzled his head against the other's, and he hugged a little tighter, saying softly, "I'd do it all again if I had to."

"You won't. I promise," Miles muttered, holding the other close, not wanting to move from that position.

Phoenix just let out a small sigh and rubbed small strokes on Miles' back, always enjoying showing his appreciation for the prosecutor in such small ways.

With a small noise, Miles moved closer, wrapping his arms around Phoenix's waist. Kissing the other's neck softly, he closed his eyes. "How long has it been since we've been close like this?" he asked softly.

Phoenix shivered at the kiss and the soft question by his ear, and his whispered response left his lips even before he could think about it, "Too long..."

Phoenix then rested his arms loosely about Miles' shoulders, letting out another sigh.

Backing the other up against the entryway wall, Miles kissed Phoenix softly, being gentle and careful, taking it slow to start.

Phoenix leaned against the wall and kissed back slowly and sensually, feeling a shiver go straight down his spine at this contact.

"I am sorry I pushed you away. I'll make up for it," Miles muttered, trailing kisses down to his neck, just under his ear.

Phoenix just let out a heavy breath in response, already beginning to get aroused since it had been at least a good month since they last did anything remotely like this. He let Miles give him the attention, running his fingers through the prosecutor's silky, smooth hair.

Miles needed this as much as Phoenix did, for sure. He moved close so that there was no room between the two of them, sucking lightly on the spot he had been marking.

"Oh god..." Phoenix couldn't help but moan, gripping a bit tighter to Miles' hair as the man licked and sucked on his neck.

Miles smirked slightly against the skin, too pleased at the other's reaction. He would show Phoenix how much he meant to him.

Phoenix then moved his hands down to the prosecutor's chest, feeling his muscles through his shirt. He needed more, he knew he needed it. With that in mind, he brought his hands up and began to undo the buttons of the shirt.

Miles' lips parted again, slightly, in reaction to what he knew the other was getting at. "There's only one thing I can think of that would make this vacation better."

And what's that? Phoenix practically panted, trying to move his trembling hands faster in undoing the shirt buttons.

"I'm guessing you already know," Miles mumbled slightly, pushing one hand up under the other's shirt.

Phoenix felt his body tense at the hand on his stomach, and he was forced to lean more heavily against the wall he was pushed against, as his legs had suddenly turned to jelly.

Miles felt a strange nervousness that he hadn't experienced since their first time, which had really been his first time, as well. And yet he was going back to it once more, and he fumbled undoing the other's shirt buttons with just one hand, when it was usually effortless.

Phoenix easily sensed the other's nervousness, because he felt the same himself. This wasn't like the other times they slept together at all...he felt like it was somewhat of a new start for the two of them, and he wanted more than anything for this to go right.

It was strange for Miles, like a replay of their first time, but there was one difference. Phoenix's excitable and enthusiastic nature had taken control in the beginning, and he had initiated their actions. Afterward, it had been fairly equal, depending on their moods, and yet, now that it was as if any memory of their touch was distant, he found his worries and his unsure feelings about being in control were resurfacing tenfold. At the same time, he wanted to do this. He needed to show Phoenix how much he was appreciated. Finally managing to undo the last button, he ran his hand over the expanse of the other's chest, biting the spot he'd made gently.

As much as he wanted to touch Miles, Phoenix decided that he needed to feel the other touching him much more. He stuck to simply pushing the prosecutor's shirt a little off his shoulders and returning his hands to his shoulders, shuddering at feeling Miles' soft hands on him and his lips on the mark he was sure would be there the next day.

Miles sighed softly, gently pushing Phoenix's shirt off of his shoulders, running his hands down the other's sides, trailing them over to the front of his pants, unbuttoning and unzipping them.

Phoenix tensed again, and shuddered when Miles began to open up his pants.

"Please..." he found himself whimpering.

"Please... What?" Miles smirked, pulling away from his lover's neck to kiss him deeply, pulling down the pants, reaching down to massage the bulge in the other's underwear teasingly.

Phoenix could only groan into the kiss, and his hips unconsciously moved toward Miles' hand. He kicked off his pants and held Miles' body close to his as they continued to kiss.

As they began to run out of breath, Miles pulled away, pulling the boxers down next as he bent down to his knees. He just offered a slight smile up at the other, one that said he intended to make this as enjoyable for his lover as he possibly could. Taking the head of Phoenix's member in his mouth he sucked lightly, dragging the end of his tongue across the tip.

He gave Miles a small smile in return, and when the prosecutor took him in his mouth, he shivered and gently grabbed onto Miles' head.

"Miles..." Phoenix moaned and closed his eyes, just letting himself get lost in the feeling.

Miles hummed softly in response, sending vibrations to the other as he began to slowly move his head, swirling his tongue around Phoenix's erection, starting slowly at first.

As this was the first type of sexual contact he'd had in so long, he couldn't help but feel like he was already losing his mind. He was gasping for air now, pressing his head hard against the wall he was leaning on, and he was gripping hard to Miles' hair.

"Oh, god, you're amazing!" Phoenix panted, his hands twitching a little at the overload of sensation.

Miles laughed softly, knowing that any reaction would send pleasant vibrations to the other. He quickly picked up pace, intent on making the other come, though if he had his say in it, this would not be the only time.

As Miles kept going with those amazing things he was doing with his tongue and mouth, Phoenix began to tremble with the effort of holding on just a little longer to that feeling.

But finally he just couldn't hang on for another second.

"Miles..." he said in a whimpering moan, "I...I can't hold...I'm gonna...!"

Miles pinned his lover's hips to the wall with both hands, pulling back slowly and then taking him in completely, his self control the best method for controlling his gag reflex as he encouraged the other to come in his mouth.

And feeling Miles take his whole length in his mouth completely did him in, and he felt himself come hard in the prosecutor's mouth. The sensation was so intense, he felt like he nearly passed out as he leaned against that wall, trying to catch his breath.

Swallowing all of it and taking a moment to reorganize his own thoughts, Miles stood slowly, kissing the other side of Phoenix's neck softly, waiting for him to come back to the world.

Phoenix finally felt himself beginning to calm down, and shivered a little at the soft kiss, opening his eyes and giving Miles a smile.

He then hugged the prosecutor close to him, sighing and whispering in his ear, "That was so good..."

Though he hid it well, the whisper in his ear sent lightening down Miles' spine, and he felt his already erect member twitch.

"Good," he mumbled softly, moving up to take the other's lips in a deep kiss.

Phoenix gasped and kissed back the best he could. He could feel Miles' arousal pressing against his leg, and this made him moan.

Miles pressed needily against the other as he deepened the kiss, very aware of the cloth that was still left between them, and of the fact that they were still in the entryway to their hotel room.

Phoenix reached down and stroked Miles' desire, trying to pleasure him the best he could, especially with how good Miles just was to him.

Miles couldn't help but groan, nearly doubling over, only able to remain standing because he could lean up against the other who had the wall as support. He pulled the other closer, wanting more, needing him.

Phoenix hugged him a bit tighter, nuzzling his neck a little as he began to stroke more firmly.

Miles held the other tightly, his eyes closed as he leaned against the other, unable to do much else. It felt too good. Getting rid of the last piece of clothing that had not really been in the way at all, he pressed the other up against the wall, one of his legs in between both of Phoenix's, gasping as his lover's slightly hardened erection pressed against his thigh as he moved to work on the other's neck once more.

'Nngh...' Phoenix groaned when Miles returned to his neck.

Miles' breathing was heavy, and he fought to retain some control. "Phoenix... I need you," he whispered raggedly. "Please."

Miles' tone made Phoenix shudder, and he moaned back, 'Yes...yes...'

Miles managed to hold himself back, pulling away slightly as he placed a soft kiss on the other's jawline. "Come on. Let's go to bed," he offered.

He nodded and began to make his way to the bed, keeping a tight hold on Miles' hand.

As they arrived, Miles coaxed Phoenix down on to the bed, kissing him softly.

Phoenix easily relaxed on the bed, getting comfortably settled, softly anchoring one of his hands in the prosecutor's silky hair.

Miles climbed over him, leaning down to kiss him deeply, picking up where they had left off.

Phoenix pulled Miles' body down on his, wanting to feel the weight pushing him down into the bed.

Yes... he whispered, trying to just remember to breathe.

As their erections rubbed slightly, Miles gasped, reaching over to the bedside table where he'd discreetly placed a small tube of lube in the event something like this would happen.

Phoenix grabbed Miles' hips and deliberately moved his arousal against the prosecutor's again. He gasped and repeated this a few times, loving the shocks this sent through his whole body.

Miles hissed, doubling over again as he felt himself grow painfully hard. "Phoenix... aah..." he paused in undoing the tube, finding himself very sensitive.

"Ahhnn..." Phoenix groaned, "Take me..."

"Yes," Miles quickly lubed up his fingers, slowly pressing one into the other's entrance.

Phoenix trembled at the sudden intrusion, but he welcomed it. There wasn't a thing he wanted more than to feel Miles inside of him. He squirmed and begged for more.

Miles was quickly able to insert a second finger, scissoring the two inside of Phoenix, carefully but quickly.

Even if he had just come a few minutes ago, all of this was driving Phoenix insane. He was now practically writhing on the bed, and his hips bucked as Miles moved his fingers.

"Ready?" Miles asked quietly, adding a third finger quickly.

Phoenix gasped loudly at the addition of the third finger, and he cried out in a little desperation, "Yes...please!"

"Good," Miles sighed softly, pulling his fingers out in order to lube himself well.

Phoenix breathed heavily as he watched Miles lube himself with lustful eyes. God, he found the sight so erotic, that it caused him to shudder and moan slightly.

Miles placed himself at the other's entrance, pressing in slowly, trying not to go too quickly despite his desperate need.

Phoenix groaned when Miles worked himself in, and he slowly got used to the sensation of being filled. When Miles had succeeded in getting his whole length inside, Phoenix felt his arousal pulsing, and he moved his hips to show that he was ready.

"Already?" Miles mumbled, leaning down to kiss the other's neck softly, his voice low and notably ragged. He pulled out slowly, almost to the hilt, then pushed in, working at a steady pace to begin.

Phoenix shuddered again when Miles began to move, it having been so long since he last felt this, and he anchored his hands firmly in the prosecutor's hair, trying to help get a slow rhythm going between them.

Miles groaned, thoughts of holding back simply not present in his mind. He tried to steadily, slowly, gradually speed things up, feeling the need to go faster, but wanting to take it slow. "Phoenix..." he whispered softly. "Let me make love to you. I promise... I will show you what you mean to me."

Phoenix couldn't think of what to say, but a few happy tears rolled out of his eyes at the words, his eyes sparkling with hope.

Miles sighed softly, wishing his lover wouldn't do that. After all, if he kept it up, it'd make him cry, too. He braced himself on one hand and lifted his other up to Phoenix's face, gently wiping them away. He kissed the other softly, keeping the rhythm slow and gentle.

Phoenix met Miles' thrusts, but he allowed Miles to be totally in control of the rest of their movement, wanting to feel loved as much as the other wanted to prove it to him. He couldn't help but feel some more tears collect in his eyes at Miles' hand wiping them away, not remembering another time in their relationship that the prosecutor had been that gentle.

Miles moved his lips up the other's cheek to kiss his tears away, speeding up slightly, watching the other's face. He had missed this, he really had...

"Miles...I love you..." Phoenix whispered softly, gripping to him tightly as the other moved faster.

"I love you, too," Miles mumbled softly, not even thinking twice about saying it as he focused on the other's neck again, though the kisses were soft and gentle.

"I need you." Phoenix said in a breathy tone, looking into Miles' eyes as he pulled his face back to meet lips with him again.

"Yes," Miles breathed, bringing his pace up slightly, kissing Phoenix deeply.

As they kept moving, Phoenix's breaths began to come out in pants, and he realized that he'd finally gotten completely aroused again.

"Touch me...please."

"Mm, gladly," Miles chuckled softly, reaching down to stroke the other in time with his movement.

A smile touched Phoenix's lips as he saw Miles' amusement. Everything was slowly building up inside of him, and he was starting to wonder how much longer he'd be able to stand it.

He moaned, and his hands moved over Miles' back to finally come to rest at his waist, now just holding on as the prosecutor drove his ecstasy higher and higher.

Miles groaned, their pace now quick and occasionally erratic. He pumped the other faster, feeling himself growing closer and closer. It was too much, all of the sensations at once.

Now Phoenix was getting rather close himself, and he just wanted to be pushed over the edge.

"Miles...I-I'm almost there!" Phoenix gasped, hands now moving to the prosecutor's hips to encourage him to move even deeper and faster.

"Phoenix..." Miles groaned back, pumping the other quickly as he thrust in and out, finally releasing inside the other with a low moan.

Feeling Miles' release is what finally did it for Phoenix, and he came as well with a loud moan, now feeling completely exhausted, but satiated.

Letting out a sigh, Phoenixs muscles relaxed, and he settled himself on the bed.

"That was...so great."

"Ive missed you," Miles said softly, kissing the other before he pulled out, laying back down next to the other.

Despite the mess on his stomach, he scooted even closer to Miles, wrapped his arms around his neck and hugged close to him.

"Ive missed you, too. God, I missed you." Phoenix whispered back in his ear.

"We'll clean up in the morning," Miles mumbled, feeling too satiated and tired to move.

"Yeah..." Phoenix agreed quietly, feeling much too tired to move a muscle.

As a comfortable silence settled in the room, Phoenix whispered, not caring that he sounded absolutely sappy and clich, "I wish I could hold you forever..."

"You can, if you'd like. I'm not going anywhere," Miles replied softly, moving as close as he could to the other and closing his eyes.

Unable to help himself, some more tears slipped out at that. Phoenix buried his face into the crook of Miles' shoulder, feeling his tears running on to the other man's skin.

"Then I won't let you go."

"That's exactly what I want," Miles mumbled with a smile, pulling the other close, falling asleep soon after.