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You'd like that, wouldn't you? [ Dorian responds, with a teasing little smirk, as he sets his drink down on the counter, using his other hand to grab Toby's ass, first hand still circled around his waist.

Apparently they've skipped finishing our drinks and are went straight to fooling around. ]

[So not only does he have Dorian, he has a backup should his relationship with Dorian ever grow cold. Edgeworth nods, and is finally prepared to answer]

I thi- I thought that you were irresponsible. Reckless. However...

[He taps his finger along his glass, and shakes his head]

You've taken responsibility. Not only that, you've found a way to guarantee that there will be no other... accidents in your future.

[Ha. Accidents. That's one way to put what he's done.]

[Accidents. Yes, that's what they were, especially given that Toby's powers are in fact different from the ones he had back home. But both he and Dorian agreed not to tell anyone else, instead maintaining the story that his inability to feed without siring is part of how being a vampire works where they're from. No one else needs to know.

After a moment's silence,] Thank you. I've been trying, after all.

[Still, though. This doesn't tell Toby what Edgeworth wants, or why he'd wanted to know.]

So you've decided what sort of person I am. If I might ask, what for? I mean, why did you want to know?

It's like I said before. Some of my assumptions in the past were... They weren't completely accurate.

[He shrugs, and goes back to his drink.]

I wanted to see if I was wrong about you, as well.

[His tone is stilted when he talks about flawed assumptions, but it quickly becomes as cool and clinical as it was before. As if he was talking about an interesting, but troubling case, and not someone he once considered a friend. However, despite his attempts at cold neutrality, there's still a slight, breathy edge to his tone. He continues to drink, but he's gripping the glass tightly, and his posture is a hair too stiff for him to relax. These are the only hints of emotion that get past his icy exterior.]

That's all...?

[Toby goes quiet again as he studies Edgeworth for some moments. He can see the other man's slight stiffness and the way he clutches his glass. Then he sighs like he's been holding his breath for too long.]

You know, drinks with you used to be more relaxing and enjoyable rather than... whatever things are right now. Good thing I wasn't expecting things to just go back to the way they used to be. [A small sip of his drink.] What got you thinking about your assumptions or how wrong you were about me in the first place? You seemed perfectly content completely abandoning me for months.

[Edgeworth was the one who had cut Toby off without warning after discovering he couldn't take Drew down without implicating Toby as well. He pushed Toby toward the extreme, and altogether avoided his existence until now. That counts as abandonment, doesn't it?]

[Toby hadn't exactly planned on completely abandoning his drink! But he's pretty comfortable right now and lets out a gasp when his lover grabs his bottom.]

It's that obvious, is it? [With a little laugh,] You've got me all urgent and impatient now!

[Shaking his ass in Dorian's hands, Toby straddles Dorian and seats himself on his lover's lap. He gives Dorian a long, deep kiss.]

Just the way I like you, [ Dorian purrs, as he moves his arms to hold onto Toby better, as the vampire straddles him.

Dorian leans in, reciprocating that deep, long, kiss, holding Toby close to him as he just basks in the vampire's presence. ]

[Edgeworth clenches his jaw when Toby speaks, but he remains silent, breathing in sharply. His gaze is distant, but after a brief pause, he speaks.]

...there was a boy.

[He had explained, however vaguely, what had changed his mind. But now is the time for more specific details.]

Some teenage brat on a power trip. [He snorts and shakes his head] He had hurt someone who I felt... responsible for, and I wanted him behind bars before his tantrum harmed anyone else. However...

[He breathes in and scowls at the table, shifting uncomfortably in his seat]

...a friend of his intervened. He told me about his powers, and warned me that imprisonment could lead to disastrous results. The boy - he's a psychic, and a powerful one at that. So nullification...

[He sighs, and taps his finger against the glass]

Have you ever seen what happens when someone shakes up a can of soda, or beer, or anything of the sort? Anything carbonated. It's a similar principal. Nullifying him could have put his talents under pressure, and as soon as those restraints are removed...

[He sweeps his arm over the table, in a weak pantomime of an explosion]

...the results could have been lethal, not just for him, but for everyone around him. And, as much as I wanted to see that punk get his just desserts, I decided to take a risk and allow his friend to act as his parole officer. I put through the paperwork to put him in his custody instead, all the while expecting him to go back to his old ways. But...

[He purses his lips together, remaining silent for a moment]

He hasn't. Or at least, he hasn't yet. In fact, I dare say there were moments where the boy acted heroically. And I...

[Edgeworth doesn't admit that he's wrong. He never will. However...]

...it's given me food for thought. About a lot of things, to be honest.

[It's hard and a little painful to hear what Edgeworth would do for one friend but not for another. Toby doesn't know the reason that Edgeworth would be so protective of someone else. But he knows that Edgeworth upholds justice first and foremost, which meant abandoning their friendship because Toby might otherwise tarnish his reputation.

Although he feels somewhat sick with irritation, he listens until Edgeworth finishes.]

And that's why you invited me out this evening, to see if or how I've changed from the... flippantly ignorant monster I was when I first arrived. [Toby scowls.]

How fortunate the boy had someone both considerate and reputable standing up for him. [Someone who probably is nothing like Edgeworth.] Well, I don't measure up to this boy you've mentioned, do I? But I've done what I can to make up for the damage I caused and the lives that I changed, ruined.

[Yet, that isn't enough, is it?]

[Toby's hands go behind Dorian's head, one running through his hair while the other holds him close as they continue kissing. It's some time before they break the kiss.]

Your room, or mine? [He is so ready to pull back and then whisk Dorian away for a good time.]

Well, you've measured up to his level of maturity, if that counts for anything.

[His tone is sharp and he's scowling back at Toby now, looking him in the eye again.]

I was starting to respect you, Toby. You were finally taking responsibility for your actions. You were finally putting self-pity behind you - or so I thought. Are you going to continue acting like an adult, or are you going to start acting like a child again?

Mmm, let's go with your room. [ Dorian too is just so ready for a good time.

He moves his hands away from Toby, so that he can get up more easily. That being said, Dorian bends in to give Toby a quick kiss before moving away entirely. ]

[Toby can't help glaring back before deciding not to fight Edgeworth on this one. Because he has a point and really isn't as bad as Ivor.

The fire in his eyes doesn't quite go out so much as it fades into a more neutral expression.]

I'm not going to go back to that. [He huffs, perhaps childishly.] Just now, you reminded me of someone. I thought we were close, I trusted him, and then he turned his back on me. Abandoned me without warning. There's more to it, but really, all of that is beside the point because you aren't him.

To be frank, this... situation, the current state between us mirrors something that has happened before. The main difference is that he betrayed me in almost every possible way, whereas you— [Toby cuts himself off, takes a deep breath, and lets out a heavy sigh.] There's really no point in grudging against you, you aren't him, and I truly enjoyed our friendship. I want to believe there's still hope.

[After nodding at Dorian's answer, Toby returns the kiss before moving to stand and take Dorian by the hand before leading his lover to his room. Doing so, he feels the ring on Dorian's finger and yearns for the time when Dorian will place one on his. But in the meanwhile, he'll settle for wonderful moments like this, when they simply revel in one another.

Once they're in his room, he all but tosses Dorian onto the bed. Though rather than lay him down, he seats his lover upright before beginning to make out with him again. The reason for this becomes particularly obvious when Toby slowly sets to work removing Dorian's shirt.]

[ Dorian can't help but laugh a little as Toby practically tosses him on the bed. And hello there, of course Toby was taking off his shirt. He keeps his hands out of the way as Toby starts to take his shirt off, simply leaning in to keep making out with Toby.

...of course, as Toby goes to fiddle with his shirt, Dorian's hands go downwards to fiddle with Toby's trousers, attempting to get those off as well. ]

[The feeling of Dorian's hands moving to tease him out of his trousers is all the encouragement Toby needs to hurriedly slip his lover out of his shirt, drawing away from their kiss only briefly as he does so. He then slides his hands down Dorian's sides, massaging small circles into them as they work their way back up. Once his hands finish their trip back up, he gently takes hold of Dorian's shoulders and slowly eases him back onto the bed.]

[ As he's laid back onto the bed, Dorian looks up at Toby, a look of pure love and adulation on his face. God, he loves this man. His hands reach back to Toby's waist as he shimmies down his trousers and his underwear, trying to push them as far down as he can muster, while still getting held down by Toby. ]

[So Toby allows Dorian to have at his trousers and pants until Dorian can't get them down any further. Moving to lean over Dorian, Toby pushes his clothing further down before kicking it off entirely. Then he focuses on Dorian, trailing kisses down his lover's neck and collarbone while his own hands set about removing Dorian's trousers.]

[ As Toby goes for his trousers, Dorian goes for Toby's shirt, attempting to carefully remove it despite the fact that Toby's just trailing kisses down his neck, that it's hard to remove a shirt when lips are touching flesh (and Dorian's lips occasionally touching Toby's flesh as he nips in every once in a while with a kiss of his own) but hey, Dorian's not a quitter, he's just gonna keep going and keep kissing. ]

[All Dorian's efforts to remove Toby's shirt successfully result in bunching it under Toby's arms and around his chest. He releases Dorian's trousers before momentarily breaking their kiss. Drawing back, he yanks his shirt off the rest of the way and carelessly casts it aside before returning to making out with Dorian. He wastes no time at all going back to removing Dorian's trousers and pants because hot damn, he wants Dorian right now.]

[ Dorian returns to making out, one hand running through Toby's hair, another hand caressing the vampire's back, as Dorian just continues kissing and continues making out with him. Thankfully, Dorian's keeping out of the way as Toby removes his trousers. ]

[Dorian's hands in his hair and roving his back feel so very wonderful, Toby really can't get enough of feeling so wanted and special. So it isn't long before he slips Dorian out of his trousers and then really descends on him with urgent passion. Who cares that it's practically first thin in the morning for Toby? Dorian did say he had some time to kill, and both of them want to kill it this way, by touching each other's unmentionables.]

[ Dorian reciprocates with jut as much passion, pulling Toby closer to him, moving his legs out of the way so that Toby'll have easier access, hands still gripping his hair and eventually, slowly, making their way down to Toby's buttocks, as Dorian just grabs one, attempting to push Toby more up on him. ]

[He has some gall, complaining to him about abandonment. How could he expect him to stand by his side after knowing what he had done? How could he forgive him? Edgeworth scowls into his drink, but considers past events. He considers those he had written off in his past, men and women that he had assumed the worst of until they had proved him wrong. Men and women that he had dared to show mercy and softness towards.

Most importantly, though, he remembers the people who gave him a chance, despite his own secrets and his own misdeeds. When he thinks on their kindness, though, he remembers Toby's calm acceptance of him, and the trust he had shown. His expression grows distant and he breathes heavily, shaking his head.]

...I'm not sure if there is. Toby...

[His voice is quiet and stiff, but when he looks up at him, his voice turns firm.]

How well did we know each other back then? How well did we honestly know one another?

[Toby drops his gaze to process Edgeworth's questions and reflect on things. Though, it honestly hurts that Edgeworth doesn't see hope for restoring their friendship. But then again, Edgeworth had been rather cynical from the start, and Toby guesses he shouldn't have expected that to change. Only while they were still on good terms, it felt like Edgeworth had cast that cynicism aside...]

I don't know. I guess... that when we first met, I saw someone who could use a little help. And that's all right, because everyone could use some once in a while. Sure, you were terribly cynical, but I thought I saw someone lonely in there. Someone who wanted to have friends, to have company, to relax even a little bit once in a while.

[He lets out a tired sigh.]

Beyond that, you have a reputation. And your pride. First and foremost, you uphold justice. You can't just sit back and watch people suffer or destroy each other. You're proactive. [A pause.] Shall I go on, or do you want to talk about me?

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see what i did there? we've now reached the cusp of nsfw

they truly do need someone to just squirt them with a squirtbottle 80% of the time

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