"I can keep that in mind," he chuckled, leaning down to nip at the man's jaw. Without warning a hand was dancing down Edgeworth's other side, the briefest flash of playfulness.

And then the nightmare moved over him again, one leg sliding up against Edgeworth's crotch--possibly on accident, but then again, it was hard to say--as sharp bites and heated kisses trailed down his neck, over his shoulder. "But I don't see what you could do about it otherwise."