sliding justices

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*inhales deeply* SO back in 2013, I made a shitty Ace Attorney PowerPoint so my bf could have context to all the shitty AA doodles I did. I’ve dug up this relic and decided to update it with all the hip and happening characters and plot. It’s spoiler free imo, except Mia, but it’s like known by anyone who has played past case 1-1, so….

AAI slides were done primarily by @doodleblah because I never got around to playing those and she loves them. Not everyone is on here because they’re just the characters I primarily draw so sorry von Karma, Kristoph, Dahlia, Fulbright, etc

Chapter Twenty-Six

Chapter Twenty-Six

Adonis.

I’m surrendering. That’s it, my white flag is raised and I’m waving the hell out the bitch. This shit right is here is undeniable. I’ve always known that though.

I just didn’t want to say shit about it but this has been going on ever since the beginning the very beginning. Even though somewhere in me I knew, this shit is still surprising to me.

Real surprising because Adonis C. Brown does not and I mean does NOT surrender at all man. It’s crazy because I’ve kissed Justice more than once but each time feels like the first.

My hands roamed all over her body. I know she forgot she was Justice in the hospital because she jumped when I touched her clit with ease. I had changed her into one of my big shirts so she could be more comfortable.

I smirked against her lips as I pressed my bulge between her legs, moving my hands up her body taking off her shirt and throwing it to the side. I pulled my lips away from hers, and attached my lips to her jawline kissing slowing. 

Picking up Justice, I rubbed her thick thighs lightly and rubbing her legs around my waist. This right here, right now, I need her to surrender for me. This isn’t like how it was before.

If I surrender, she has to as well. Before it wasn’t her choice but now it is. Somewhere deep down I knew what I was doing.  I was surrendering before anything and everybody. I mean shit I didn’t want to but I couldn’t help it.

My brothers didn’t know, they were on to me however they really didn’t know what I was going through. I mean they had I idea but they really didn’t know. It’s a pity because I know my fucking brothers.

I know they were surrendering just like me but they didn’t know the shit I was going through. My shit was very different from theirs…way different. Fuck this though I’m going to set the fucking example because I know more than them.

I know the pain, I saw what we went through. I can’t keep this shit up any longer especially when I know the outcome. I’m not stupid.

Definitely not stupid. I left my pants fall to the floor along with my boxer letting my dick hit Justice’s inner thigh.

Justice jumped a little bit and looked at me. A smirk spread across my face as I put my neck in the crook of her neck.

I don’t know why she was all jumpy, she had all this before but I understand that he can take you back a bit especially when you haven’t seen him in a while.

I put my hand on my dick guiding it to her opening. I let it tease her opening for a bit before letting myself slide in.

Justice moans were everything to me right now. Her grip on her my back tighten, letting me know she wanted more.

Her thighs so damn soft, I gripped them harder in my hands; sliding my length all the way in her then pulling out half way. I rolled my hips in a slow circular motion easing back into her.

“Faster please.” Justice breathed out hanging on to me tightly.

Instead of doing what she told I started to lay down. I wanted to see if she could take charge and do the shit right. With Justice on top of me I laid down all the way on the floor.

I soon felt something wet on my back, I then realized while laying down I must of knocked over a buckets of paint that were next to us.

I laid my hands next to me dipping them in the paint then put my hands on her waist where I know I made a hand print. Justice followed my lead with the paint putting her hands on either side of my head dipping them in the paint.

She lifted off me sliding to the tip and came back down with a little force. I bit my lip holding her waist tighter. Justice got more putting her on my chest and started bouncing fast.

Justice dug her nails into my chest as I started to match her rhythm. Dipping my hands in the paint again, I ran my fingers through her hair pulling her head down and kissing her softly.

I grinded under her as her bouncing got faster. Justice would go all the way to the tip then slam back down wiggling her ass a little. That wiggle had me curling my toes. Anigga couldn’t even lie on that.  

“Keep doing that shit.” I mumbled on her lips before deepening the kiss.

Justice clenched her walls around him and bounced harder on me. I grunted out holding onto her waist. I sat up still holding on Justice. Justice slid down my back when we sat up.

Going deeper, Justice’s head fell back in pure ecstasy. My arms wrapped around her waist as I held her in place and slammed straight towards her spot. Her moans turned into screams as I rubbed against her spot.

Justice kept bouncing making our skin slapping together the only thing that could be heard through this whole room. I flipped us to where I was on top. Without even leaving her spot, I quicken my pace.

Justice mouth hung ajar as she tried to find something to grab onto. I bent her legs back, making her feet touch her head.

I held onto her ankles, rolling my hips my hardest into her spot. I stood on my knees and kept pushing into her.

She put her hands on my chest attempting to push me away but I smacked them away and focused on her. I reached one of my hands down and rubbed her clit quickly.  Her body jerked once before shaking.

“DADDDDDDDDDY!!!!!!!.” She screamed as she creamed on my dick. Seeing her reaction to the ecstasy, made me cum hard myself. I collapsed on top of her letting her legs fall beside me.

I put my head on her chest while we both tried to catch our breaths. I could tell n either of us wanted to move. We both wanted to say something but I knew both of us were nervous on what the other was going to say.

Like I said before I surrender and I’ll take all the consequences. Using my arms for leverage I pushed myself up so I was eye to with Justice.

Me and her stared at each other for a second. I could she was searching for something in my eyes. Searching for what I was going to say. Instead of making her guess. I said it.

“I love you.” I whispered looking in her eyes.

There I said it.

Justice.

I broke the eye contact we had and sat up. I couldn’t look at him right now; I just needed to think. Most importantly I need to think back on what this nigga said.

I have good hearing, so I heard this nigga say he loved me. He loves me? He loves me. I really didn’t know what to say.

“Justice? You hear me?” He spoke. All I could do was nod.

“You fucking serious right fucking now?” He asked getting an attitude and standing up, “I frisk your fucking ass away. You got me standing here looking like a mother fucking bitch and all your dumbass can fucking do is fucking nod!”

“I don’t believe you. I just don’t.” I replied just looking at him.

“You fucking kidding me right? Look at this shit. I took you away from your father. I took you on vacation and took you away from the hospital. I saved you from killing yourself…twice might I add. How don’t you believe me?”

“I didn’t tell you to do all those things Adonis. Especially save me from killing myself.”

“I was trying to tell you, you had so much to live for. If I’m saving you…I’m saving you for……me.”

“Adonis you and your brothers hurt me! That doesn’t mean love.”

“I know but I’m telling you now! It’s different this time!!”  He yelled clenching his jaw.

“Adonis. Adonis. Calm down.” I said trying to stand up.

It was hard at the moment because he just threw that dick at me and I can’t lie, I wasn’t expecting that. That was some grade A shit.

The way Adonis made my body tremble like that, I didn’t even know that was possible. Good Lord. Oh wait back to the situation at hand.

“Adonis. Look at me.” I said finally standing up and grabbing his face.

Adonis was stubborn as hell so even though I had his face in my hands he still wouldn’t look at me. His jaw clenched hard as he kept looking in the other direction.

I kept my eyes on his jaw. I stroked his cheek and kissed his jaw, trying to relax him. Adonis jaw unclenched then he hung his head. Lifting his head with my hands, I made him look me in my eyes.

“If it is so different. Prove it. Tell your brothers.”

“What?”

“Tell your brothers so I know it’s real and you’re are serious.”

I looked down and picked up his jeans, pulling out his phone then handing it to him. Adonis hesitated looking at me. He grabbed the phone slowly and started to dialing a number.

“Put it on speaker.” I said staring at him. He put the phone on speaker as it rang. I thought were getting somewhere. He actually was going to do it until he hung up before anyone could answer.

“Mhm that’s what I thought.” I said rolling my eyes.

“Shut up. I had a better idea.”

“Oh that’s a good way to spe-“

“Shut up. I love you but don’t forget who you talking to. Don’t let that shit fuck you up. Understand me?”

“Yes. Now what was your plan?”

“To tell them in person. Think about it, if we tell them now…they could interrupt us. We need alone time don’t you think?”

“Okay.” I replied blushing.

“Alright then. So let’s go upstairs and get this paint off of us.” He smirked.

I couldn’t help but bite my lip and grab his hand. It’s crazy how one minute I hate him but then next he can make feel some type of way.

I know one thing, all that is not important. What’s important is this round two we about to get into. 

Waaaaaay back in season one I predicted that if Carter ever found out about the Machine, she would try to take it down.  She had a law degree; Carter would know exactly how illegal and unethical the Machine’s existence is. (Or maybe that’s me conflating my own feelings with  how I would want Carter to react.)

But instead we had a season three last-minute revelation that she had figured out its existence, and she didn’t seem perturbed or angry about it.  And I think that fits her just as well by then, because we saw her put people above moral judgment multiple times.  That’s a very human quality; we all have our sliding scales of justice. But Carter started at one point and ended at a very different place.  And that new place allowed for the Machine to exist for a greater cause, even though the Machine itself crosses so many boundaries.

The biggest moment demonstrating that evolution was, in my opinion, when Carter reburied Stills’ body to save Fusco. Because even though he didn’t kill Stills, he was absolutely guilty of murders, plural. (The show pulled its punches on showing that, dammit, but we have his words to back that up.)  And Carter chose to save Fusco anyway.