Crazy trouble with love part 9
Ron and Desiree
Series: Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney
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It was late at night without many people walking or doing in the cozy city. A familiar and scruffy looking man in a green coat was just slurping up some noodles from his cup of noodles before giving a command. "Alright Meekins, open the safe."
"On it sir!"
"Please don't steal this treasure..."
"Yes sir!"
And as soon as they opened the safe, all there was, was a card that said salutations.
"Dammit!" He shouted before hearing a motorcycle!
"Fare thee well Detective Dick Gumshoe!" Said a masked figure as a woman in a red jumpsuit rode away!
"I'm getting a pay deduction for this." Said Gumshoe.
"But sir, you already get paid one penny an hour." Said Meekins.
"Yep, but next pay deduction, I have to pay them money now."
"Friggin Japanifornian Govt." Said one cop.
With the woman, she was easily swerving through cars and buses, going in the opposite direction of the traffic while the masked figure yelped and held on tight.
"Hey Ronnie, could you at least wait till we're home to rub your crotch against my ass?" She joked.
"Oh, sorry Dessie, still not used to you being my getaway ride!" He blushed from what she said.
"Oh? Then you won't get used to this!" and with that she gunned the throttle and they went flying down even faster.
"Eeek!"
"So I was thinking of stopping by this french restaurant before going home, how does that sound?"
"Lovely idea!" he yelled out while glad his mask helped hide his fearful expression.
Later they made it to the French restaurant.
"Pretty sweet to be at a french restaurant after another successful heist, Ronnie?"
"Yeah, but maybe we could keep it down on where we just came from."
"Of course Ronnie." she said, while slinging an arm around his shoulders.
They walked in and suddenly-
"Bonjour!" Greeted a flamboyant buff guy. "Hoh, hoh, hoh, I see a couple of lesbians are having a date in my restaurant tonight.
"Sir, this is a man. He just has Princess Leia's hairdo." Replied Desiree with a deadpan face.
"Oh! A thousand apologies sir."
"No no, it's fine, you're not the first one to think so." grumbled Ronnie with embarrassment.
"Well then, I hope you enjoy your dinner at Tres Bien." he smiled as the two sat down and checked the menus.
After placing their orders, Jean got to work.
Later he brought out the food and the Delites ate and the food was the complete opposite to delightful.
"Uh, Desiree? Does your food taste alright?"
"What gives?" Gagged Desiree before spitting her food out into a napkin! "This stuff tastes awful!"
"Awfully exquisite?" Said Armstrong.
"Just plain disgusting, you are a terrible chef! Has anyone ever told you that?" Ranted Desiree.
"Oui oui."
"And you never tried to improve? I'm surprised nobody has sued you yet." Said Ron.
'Then again, maybe he doesn't get enough business to afford a lawsuit.' Thought Desiree.
"If you're unsatisfied, I guess all I can do now is give you half price as an apology."
"Sounds like a good deal for charging such prices on shit food." Said Ron.
"Why Ronnie, I've never heard you cuss before."
"Oh! S-S-Sorry Desiree, it just slipped out." he looked away bashfully.
"Well anyways, let's pay our bill and leave a bad Yelp Review."
"Good idea."
"No! No! My restaurant can't take another hit!" cried out the effeminate chief. "It won't survive anymore bad publicity!"
Then they were gone.
"Well...those 2 won't be needing the things I snatched from them." He mumbled.
Desiree and Ron got back on her motorcycle and off they went.
"At least we still got our trea-" Ron Delite checked his pocket to see the treasure was gone! "The treasure! It's not there!"
"What!? How did it..." then Desiree thought back...
Flashback...
As the couple was gagging, they didn't notice Jean Armstrong walking up to them and stealing the treasure.
"This food tastes awful."
"Awfully exquisite?"
Flashback over...
"That french asshat! He stole our treasure as we were upchucking his gross food!"
"Oh he is dead!"
"Wanna give him a calling card!"
"Yeah! Once we walk back home we can give that chef the most threatening calling card ever!"
And with that they kept on driving.
The next day...
We see Jean Armstrong walking to his restaurant, ready to open. That's when he saw a card taped to the front door. "Oh my, what is this I wonder?"
"Jean Armstrong, you have stolen something precious from me, and now I shall steal it back later at 10PM tonight, signed, Mask Demasque!"
He reached into his pocket and pulled out the very valuable diamond. "Steal this from me before the jeweler gets here? Hoh, en garde monsieur Demasque!" he laughed before heading into the kitchen. "Sorry ma belle but we must be closed for today." He said to the...restaurant.
Later that night...
As the chef began to clean up and lock up, he was unaware of a pair of eyes looking out from the rooftop.
"He won't see me coming."
"Oooh, where is that jeweler?" Panicked Armstrong. "He couldn't possibly have given up just like that, could he?"
"I've got eyes on the target." Said Desiree. "Ew, why did he have to put the treasure in the back pocket?"
"Stay focused." Said Ron in her earpiece.
"I am, Ronnie. He's just standing there, make sure you don't get detected."
"Trust me, even when he has the treasure on him, he won't detect me." he reassured before pulling out a grappling hook. He hooked it onto a vent and then started to climb down slowly.
"Ah...ah..." Jean Armstrong was about to sneeze. "ACHOO!"
Being the professional thief, Ron didn't flinch when at that and was now slowly making a grab for the treasure. 'Closer, closer, closer.'
Meanwhile with Desiree...
'God, watching him reach for that ass, makes me can't wait till we get home so he can reach for my ass!' she thought with a grin. 'Wouldn't mind if he got a bit forceful too, god that'd be hot.'
Ron managed to get the treasure. 'Alright, now to place my calling card in his pocket.' he pulled a card from his pocket and reached out. That's when Armstrong had an itch and scratched his ass, Ron was very close to getting caught. 'Closer, closer, closer!'
He managed to slip the card in.
'I bet that foolish thief thinks I left the treasure in the restaurant. Jokes on him, I booby trapped the whole place just in case.' He thought as Ron snuck away. "I better get back to the kitchen and make sure everything is spick and span."
As he turned around, Ron was long gone. And reunited with Desiree in their hiding place.
"Secured the treasure."
"Alright, so this guy is talking about some jeweler."
"I know what you're thinking." Said Ron.
Later...
Jean met with the Jeweler.
"Hello, you have a diamond you wanted to show me?"
"Yes, it is right...huh?" He then grabbed the card. "Sacre bleu! I've been robbed!"
Then suddenly the roar of a motorcycle accompanied by a bright blinding light!
"Hahaha!"
"Sacre bleu! Who is that?"
"You thought you were a clever man, did you? Stealing something from us while we weren't looking." Said Ron in his Mask Demasque persona. "You should've surrendered as soon as I sent my famous calling card!"
"Oh dear! Please! Mercy!"
"Fine, I'll show you mercy, my wife was planning on running you over, but you did say please after all." Then they started riding towards them, both men jumping out of the way as Mask Demasque makes another successful heist! "To home!"
They laughed victoriously as Jean Armstrong wept.
As soon as they got home, Ron removed his mask and sighed with relief.
"Finally, we can get our money this month!" Cheered Desiree.
"Yeah and let's not forget to leave bad Yelp reviews for Tres Bien." Said Ron.
"I'm already on it." grinned Desiree pulling out her phone.
Meanwhile...
"Sacre bleu! Another bad review of my restaurant!"
"Ah, tonight was a wild ride."
"Yep, and uh..."
"Heh, heh, you wanna victory fuck?"
"W-W-Well I mean, not if you're too tired.."
Then Desiree tackled her husband onto the bed and into a kiss! He let out a muffled yelp of surprise while she moved her fingers through his hair. 'I love how his hair is so swirly.' she thought with Ron moving his hands down to rub her waist.
'Come-on, where's the zipper...' thought Ron. 'I know it's around here somewhere.' He eventually found it and started pulling while Desiree started getting his Mask Demasque outfit off too.
All the while she felt the bulge behind it rub against her.
'I still think the best treasure you ever stole was my virginity!' She thought. 'Now give me the D.'
When Desiree's clothes came off, no bra, that biker outfit was all that was holding her chest!
"Maybe I'll add a size to these girls when we get some extra cash."
"Promise?" Ron said, excited.
"Yup, but only if you're a good boy."
"Yay!" he cheered before letting out a groan when he felt her rubbing his dick. "Dessie, d-don't g-go easy on me."
"Oh trust me, I won't~" She grabbed his dick tight and aggressively stroked it!
"Ahhh~!"
"Yah like that Ronnie?"
"A lot! A whole lot!" Ron moaned.
"Even this?" she started to rub her thumb across the tip.
"Kyaaah!" Ron moaned.
'He really moans like a girl.' Desiree thought. 'Good thing Wright saved him, he would've been everyone's prison bitch.'
"Dessie!"
"You gonna cum?"
"Yes!"
"Great!" She moved her face in front of his dick as it twitched! "Give me all you got~"
Ron's first load painted Desiree's face with his seed! She hummed and moaned, licking some from around her mouth with Ron panting. "Wow...Dessie...you haven't been that aggressive...in a while..."
"What can I say? You got my engine revving all the way~" She then got on top of him. "Now get ready, this is gonna hurt!"
"I won't be able to work next week will I?"
"If you end up walking funny after this, then that's okay, I'll have you all to myself." she winked before rubbing the tip against her snatch.
"You plan to steal Mask Demasque tonight?" Moaned Ron.
"Damn right." Then as she positioned her pussy above his dick, she slammed down and furiously shook her hips, getting rougher with her husband!
"Ahhh!" Moaned Ron. "Yes! Fuck me Dessie!"
"How's it feel to stuff your wife's cunt after a job well done?"
"Awesome!"
"Damn right it does!" she grinned while grinding their hips together.
"Dessie, I'm gonna cum!"
"Go ahead, I'm safe today!"
"AHHHH!" he screamed, shooting his load pretty damn quickly.
"AAAAAH! SOOOO WAAAARM~" Moaned Dessie. "Give me every drop you have in your balls!"
Both kept moaning as loud as they could, screaming at the top of their lungs!
After some time, Ron's sperm slowly came to a stop. After cumming, Desiree now lays on top of Ron as they panted.
"How do your legs feel?"
"They feel a bit funny after what you did to me."
"Hah, looks like I've got you for the day tomorrow." she grinned before pecking him on the cheek. "Goodnight."
"Goodnight."
These 2 happily fell asleep. His dick still deep in her pussy.
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