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Inspector Carmelita Fox panted as she watched the ever elusive Sly Cooper vanish out a window yet again. Her internal conflict was at an all time high: catch the criminal she'd spent her career chasing, and lose the love interest (and best sex) of her life; or give up on her dream of putting away the infamous Sly Cooper, endure the humiliation of co-workers and colleagues as she settled into being yet another person the Cooper Clan had evaded, but get to enjoy her relationship with the sexy 'coon secure in the knowledge that she'd chosen love above all.

It was days like today that she wondered why she bothered to get out of bed. Well, nothing for it but to do what she always did when her principles and emotions were at war.

Catch someone doing something wrong. And then punish them for it.

The fox dressed and left her hotel room the conventional way, chuckling as she looked up from the sidewalk at the open window, marveling as she always did at Sly's ridiculous bent for acrobatics. Even after they'd agreed that their personal relationship had no bearing on their professional relationship, the man still wouldn't just meet her like a normal guy: he insisted on sneaking in through windows. Ah well.

She looked around, musing on where the best place to go for a little legal beatdown might be, when a young bunny came skipping across the road. Outside the crosswalk. On the one hand, jaywalking was a very, very minor infraction. On the other hand, very minor infractions made her eye twitch. How hard was it to follow the freaking rules?

Right on cue, her stomach growled. Well, he was a prey species...and he had made the decision to break the law...

"Stop right there!" she called to him, voice thick with a Spanish accent, just as his foot touched her side of the pavement. The boy looked around at her in surprise, but relaxed on seeing her badge.

"Can I help you, officer?"

"Do you know what you did wrong?" she asked, stepping up next to him.

He blushed and looked at the ground. "I crossed without a crosswalk?"

"Correct. And you know that is against the law, yes?"

The boy nodded sheepishly.

"Very well. I'm placing you under arrest for knowingly violating city and state ordinances regarding the safety of pedestrians in traffic zones."

His head snapped up, eyes widening. "U-under a-arrest? B-but-"

She shook her head and knelt down, reaching for the snap on his pants. "The law is the law, regardless of how minor. Now, you're aware that as a prey species, you are subject to summary consumption at the discretion of an arresting officer of the law?"

He gulped and whispered, "You're going to eat me?"

She nodded calmly, tugging his shirt over his head. "That's right."

"B-but...all I did was cross the street in the wrong place!"

He whimpered as she tugged down his underwear. Around them, people were glancing at her, but her badge and firearm were clearly visible. It was a big city, and while people might not always enjoy seeing the law upheld, they wouldn't interfere with an officer pursuing her duties.

"The law is the law," she repeated firmly, the mantra burying her own feelings under its comforting weight.

The boy shivered as he stood before her, naked, his clothes neatly piled in a heap next to her. Besides, she privately admitted, as an agent of Interpol, it wasn't as though she'd have to deal with the locals for long. Just file a report and move on to the next "Cooper sighting."

"I'm s-sorry," he whispered. "P-please let m-me g-go?"

"No puedo, chico," she said, shaking her head. She looked at his little body, and memories of the passion from just minutes before reignited her drive. She gave him a seductive smile. "This doesn't have to be all bad, you know."

"H-huh?"

She stroked a fingertip over his sheath and he gasped at the feeling. "I can help you feel good first, ninito. Would you like that?"

He nodded tearily, and she gave him an encouraging smile. The "last pleasure" practice was fairly common, although offering it to a minor wasn't. But it didn't go into the reports (unless it interfered with the arrest) so no harm, no foul. She gathered up his clothes and took his hand, pleased that he didn't even try to run. He knew he'd been caught, fair and square. Admittedly, she doubted a naked preyboy of any species would make it far on the street, and a naked bunny was simply far too delectable for his own good; but she chose to ascribe his submission to respect for the law rather than the knowledge that he was screwed.

Once away from the prying eyes of the street, she knelt before him and rubbed at his sheath with one finger. The little bunny panted, eyes squeezing shut as feelings both new and familiar flooded his young body. His slim cocklet poked out of it's sheath, teasing her, and she simply had to have a taste. She leaned in and flicked the tip of her tongue over his tip. She chuckled warmly and caught him as his knees gave out, the startling new feeling more than he could handle. Pressing him into the wall behind him, she proceeded to lap and suck at his emerging cocklet, making the little boy squirm and moan.

She sucked down his cock, feeling it tapping at the back of her throat, wondering if he was old enough to cum. He was right on that cusp, and bunnies always looked younger than they were...His hands slid into her hair and she groaned, looking up at him as she playfully suckd his balls into her mouth too, rolling them around on her tongue. Her hand slid up to cup one of her breasts, and she started rapidly unbuttoning her shirt with the other, holding the unsteady prey boy up with her jaws and his grip on her hair. His eyes opened, and then shot wide at seeing the vulpine officer of the law half naked in front of him, in the act of lifting her bra.

His hand reached down tentatively for her breast, and she arched her back, moving the nipples within reach. He managed to grip one and used it to pull the rest of her breast into his hand. A second later, he did the same thing on the other side, now bent over almost double, fondling her tits while he fucked her mouth. The sensory overload was too much, and she felt his balls roll and tighten up in her mouth. An instant later, a thin, watery cum flooded her mouth as the boy convulsed, biting his lip to keep from crying out.

Carmelita swallowed happily, and released him, standing up with a sigh. She lifted his hands to her mouth as he stared at her in confusion and resignation. "Y-you're s-still gonna e-eat m-me?"

She nodded.

"B-but I-I-I th-thought..."

She laughed softly and reached out to cup his cheek. "THat because I gave you pleasure, I was simply looking for an excuse to play?"

The boy whimpered, bobbing his head in the affirmative.

"No, ninito. The law is the law."

He gulped as she sucked his hands into her mouth, ears flattening back against his head in despair. He watched in resignation as she swallowed up his arms, his face drawing closer to hers by the second. When her mouth reached his, he squeezed his eyes shut again as she engulfed his head, licking his face gently.

Carmelita reached down and got a hold of his waist, lifting him gently into the air as she swallowed his chest fairly quickly. She felt his hands press into her stomach, and smiled around him. He tasted delightful, as all bunny boys seemed to, with that gentle seasoning provided by region and culture: in this case, the richer, gamier, aspect of American food.

Utterly ravenous from her double helping of sexual fun, and still trying to quell her inner doubts, Carmelita heaved the boy's legs skyward and gulped him down. His stomach went down in three smooth swallows, and she made sure to lap at his sheath as it entered her mouth, his cotton ball tail tickling the back of her throat with its passage.

His legs kicked helplessly as she sucked them in, pinning his thighs together in her mouth. Her hand went to her belly, where she could feel his face pressing out against her as she started to curl up inside her. She swallowed again and again, until his calves and his feet were the only things outside her lips. Two more quick swallows pulled them in, and the fox reached down to re-situate her meal within herself, pushing and prodding him until he curled up in a fetal ball in her stomach.

She burped quietly. "Oh! Perdon!"

She felt his squirming as her stomach began to massage and compact him, muffled little noises of pain emerging from her stomach. She stroked her belge gently, leaning against the wall as she waited for the sounds to stop.

"Se que parece duro, pero ley es la ley. Y usted debe respetar la ley."