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The Thief and His Captive	By : maddawg102004 Category: +S through Z > Sly Cooper Views: 17240 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: i do not own Sly Cooper or Carmelita Fox. i do not gain any form of profit from the publishing of this work.

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- 1-The Thief and His Captive
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Hey folks, this is my first fic. Saw a request to do some Sly & Carmel action and just couldn’t resist. I’ve only beaten about 70% of the first game and heard a few plot bits from the other two, but I think I got the characters down. Took from creative writing to the lines; so if you think that it’s not the right type of banter between Sly and Ms. Fox. Sorry, but too bad. Give me a review I want to know what people think. I might even do a part two to this.
The Thief and His Captive
Inspector Carmelita skulked silently in the shadows of the large statue in the center of the gala. She had received an unusual tip that the painting before her was a target for a big time art thief. She was a little suspicious to find that the culprit who planned this insane caper was none other than the rascally raccoon she had been chasing for the last five years.

She waited there as quiet and still as she could. The bells in the nearby steeple chimed midnight and still no sign of the thieving raccoon. She was about to call it a night when movement out the corner of her eye caught her attention. She turned her head ever so slowly, but saw nothing. Had her mind been playing tricks? Maybe she was just hoping too much to catch the bandit and her mind had fooled her into thinking he was there.

She turned her attention back to the painting staring at it. She gazed absentmindedly at it when suddenly she felt a hard slap on her right buttock. She barely stifled a yelp of shock and alarm as she spun drawing her pistol. She saw no one there; she pivoted on the spot looking all over for the culprit, but found nothing. She continued to turn failing to notice the shadowy figure hanging from the statue’s outstretched arm.

Sly had seen the inspector hiding in the shadow of the statue; had seen her as she sat in wait for him. And taking advantage of his exceptional skill of silence took the opportunity to fool around with the beautiful vixen. He had moved silently behind the inspector and given her a playful swat on the rump before jumping up and hanging from the statue over her.

Sly thought for a second; watching Carmalita frantically trying to find the cause of her paranoia. Planning out what was to come he put his plan into action. As Carmalita turned her back once more sly dropped from the statue. Carmelita heard the sound of feet hitting the stone floor behind her; she spun in an attempt to catch the culprit in her cross hairs before he could move, but was not fast enough. Sly stepped forward.

Sly ducked under the vixen’s forearms and brought his head up between her elbows positioned between the inspector’s face and the heavy pistol. “Good evening inspector” he whispered smiling at her. “You look lovely tonight.” Carmalita was about to respond when the sneaky raccoon leaned forward pressing his lips to hers. Her eyes went wide with shock. With one hand she raised the pistol planning to whip the raccoon into unconsciousness.

Sly sensed her intentions before she had a chance to carry them out. He jumped back as the gun came sailing down and missed. “Blast you Ringtail.” Carmelita barked as Sly began to back pedal. “You’ll not escape me this time.” She drew a bead on her mark.

“Sorry babe,” Sly chuckled as he turned to run. “But the vertical stripes do nothing for my style.” He heard the report of the bazooka Carmelita wielded and dove to the side. He found a point to climb and made his way very hastily to the sky light. Carmalita was far from put off the chase. She scurried up the same way that her prey had.

Stepping out onto the roof she saw the trickster seated on one of the building’s large chimneys. She drew a bead on him once more. “Oh come on inspector,” Sly sighed as he watched her point the gun at him again. “You’ll never hit me with that, and we both know it.” Carmelita was sure that he was right. She had taken god knew how many shots and never once came close. Sly had even deflected the bullets a number of times.

“So what now Cooper?” she asked as she eyed him warily. “I’ll never connect with this, but I’m not about to let you continue your crime sprees.”

“Ms. Fox, this is far from healthy.” Sly said with a wry smile. “Spending all night in a museum; just waiting for little old me. You really need to find a better way to spend your Friday night.” Carmelita was taken aback by his statement. He had known she would be here; which meant this whole thing was a set up. “And you should pay closer attention to your surroundings” sly gave a small jerk with his hand, and Carmalita saw the thin thread there. She began to raise her weapon when she felt a sharp jab in her back side. She began to feel groggy almost immediately.

Reaching a hand around to her buttocks she found a small dart jabbed into the flesh. She turned her attention back to the raccoon who had hopped down from the chimney stack and was advancing to her. “You sneaky son of a….” the inspector slurred before slumping forward. Sly caught the unconscious vixen in his arms before she could topple to the ground.
“Sweet dreams gorgeous.” he said heaving Carmelita on to his shoulder. He collected her weapon pocketing it and collecting the tranq gun he had borrowed from Bentley; he made his way through town with Carmelita over his shoulder.

Carmelita awoke to find herself in a rather fine motel room. She looked around doing her best to get her Barings. The curtains were drawn preventing her the chance to find a distinguishing landmark. She went to rise from the bed she was sprawled on when she suddenly noticed her true predicament. She felt a cool metallic texture on her wrists and heard a soft click as she had gone to move her arms. She raised her head to look at her wrists and recognized her own hand cuffs around her wrists and laced through the head board. She tried her best to wriggle her wrists free from the cuffs but was unable to do so. They were locked good and tight. “Okay,” she thought to herself as she lowered her gaze. “Plan B. I’ll just get the key out of my breast pock…” she stopped. She saw another problem to add to the complications. She had been stripped of all her clothing save her undergarments. Her face went slightly pale; she had been stripped and cuffed while she had been unconscious, and god knew what else might have happened.

She heard the click of the door to the room opening and then shut, and watched as Sly came into view with a tray in hand. “Oh, hello beautiful.” He said as though none of this was at all unusual. “Thought you’d be out for another 30 minutes.”

“Where are my clothes Ringtail?” Carmelita growled eyeing the Raccoon with sheer loathing. Sly only smiled as he set the tray on the bed side table.
“Over there.” He said pointing to a chair in the corner of the room. “you don’t need them at the moment so I removed them.” she began to blush as she watched him sit on the edge of the bed beside her before placing one paw on her belly and leaning down to kiss her. It was not a strong invading kiss; more a gentle inviting one. Almost as if he was asking her permission to keep going.
“You never struck me as a rapist cooper.” She retorted as they broke apart. “If you’re going to screw me just get it over with. After all I’m sure you’re not concerned with my enjoyment.”

Sly smirked at her. He moved nuzzling her neck and making his way to her ears. “My dear Ms. Fox,” he crooned in her ear. “My very intention is to please your every need; of both body and soul.” Carmelita blushed deeply at his words. “The cuffs are to prevent any unwanted harm towards myself; I even took the time to make sure you would not suffer any unwelcome side effects from them.” Carmelita suddenly noticed that there was a protective layer of cloth around her wrists just under the hand cuffs. Sly leaned down kissing her once more, and rubbing his hand in circles on her belly.

Carmelita wriggled and moaned under his touch. She tried as hard as she could to suppress the emotions flooding her body. It was no use she felt herself returning the raccoon’s affection as she began to kiss him back. After a few moments he pulled away. Carmelita let a small whine escape her throat. She hated this raccoon for what he was doing, but she wanted more; her body burned for more.
“Do not fret my dear. We have all night and even tomorrow to fulfill all your desires.” He reached for the tray on the bed side table; grasping a bowl in his hand. “I thought you might be hungry.” Sly said reaching into the bowl with his free hand and drawing out a piece of a sliced strawberry. “After all you spent a long time in that museum today, and never got a proper meal.” He held the piece of fruit before Carmelita’s nose; she looked up at him before opening her mouth. Sly careful placed the strawberry so she could close her mouth around it without the fear of choking trusting the captive vixen not to bite his fingers off. The first piece gone he reached into the bowl for another repeating the process till the bowl was empty and Carmelita’s belly full.
Carmelita sighed with content. It hadn’t been a four course meal, but it had been the best meal she had had all week. “Come here and give me a kiss ringtail.” She said in a seductive tone. Sly was happy to comply leaning forward to kiss the attractive vixen laid out before him. When their lips met it was Carmelita who engaged the kiss between them. She pressed her tongue forward into unexplored territory. Sly grinned allowing her tongue entrance into his mouth as his own delved into hers.
They broke apart gasping a little. “Inspector, you certainly are far from the cold ice queen all your subordinates say you are.” The grin on her face disappeared as she suddenly remembered her predicament. Sly saw the shift in her emotion his own grin thinned in response.
“Let me go ringtail before this gets out of hand.” Sly kissed her cheek before responding.
“I think it’s a little to late for that inspector. Stop thinking about it in the right and wrong; just relax and try to enjoy yourself” he pressed his lips to hers once more doing his best to clear the worry from her thoughts. She twisted and writhed in order to separate their lips.
“I’m serious cooper. Stop it now.” Sly frowned down at the inspector.
“Are you sure?” he asked looking her dead in the eye. She hesitated for a second. “If you are sure I’ll knock you out undo the cuffs and leave. I only wanted to help you relax a little Carmelita. You’ve been chasing me all over the world without a proper break or vacation.”
“What do you care Cooper? I’m sure you didn’t plan this all just for me.”
“Your right. I did this for me as well.” He leaned in and pecked her on the forehead. “I’ve always had deep feeling for you Carmelita. It hurts every time I’ve had to play some prank on you just to keep out of the big house, and even more so knowing how kind a heart you really have. Murray told me about the incident with the jelly beans. Thank you for showing the big lug some heart when he was locked up. Now let me return the favor. If you feel it’s not what you wanted then you can claim whatever you want about my actions.”
“I might just tell them you raped me.” Carmelita said with a slight edge to her voice. “What you going to do then ringtail.”
“I’ll deal with it.” He said pecking her on the head once more. “And tonight just call me Sly.” Carmelita rolled her eyes at the raccoon hovering over her.
“What if I decide to scream?”
“You would have already.”
She cringed as she realized he was right. “Okay Sly, what else do you have planned?”
“You’ll see. After all actions speak louder than words.” He smiled and kissed her once more. He ran his bare paws over her body; stroking at sensitive points all over, but never touching her more intimate and private bits. His paw slid up the inside of her thigh stopping just short of her groin and reversing direction. She felt her body begin to heat once more.
She began to moan and writhe under his touch. They broke for air after what seemed an eternity of Sly sucking and nibbling at her lips. “Sly,” she panted getting the devious raccoon’s attention. “Please, just take off the rest of my clothes. Its torture for you to ignore the parts of my body that want your touch the most.” Sly smiled planting a series of gentle kisses to her cheeks, then her neck and ending at her collar bone. The raccoon repositioned himself between the attractive vixen’s legs. He leaned over her on his hands then came to rest with his chest pressed to hers. He reached his hand behind her undoing the clasp to her bra and removing it tossed it aside.
He moved slowly down her chest nuzzling between her breast and grasping a soft fur covered orb in each hand. Sly moved up to her face once more kissing her for a brief second before returning to her breasts. He moved one hand wrapping the arm around her waist. Carmelita’s moan grew louder as she felt his tongue begin to run circles around her nipple. She gave a sudden yelp as she felt his teeth enclose the hardening bud of flesh and groaned in shear bliss as Sly gave the nipple a loving suck. He began to suckle her teat like a child producing ever louder moans from the beautiful vixen.
After a moment that felt like it had lasted a life time and more he switched breasts swapping the position of his hands. He continued this a number of times; the intimacy was almost too much for Carmelita to withstand. Her body was drawing close to her first climax, and he hadn’t even touched the most private part of her body yet.
“May I keep going?” sly asked from between her breasts.
“Yes ...Please.” was all she could gasp as her body neared nirvana. Sly grinned broadly as he slid her panties off, and tossed them away same as the bra.
“I’ve honestly been dreaming of the day when I might get to do this to you.” He said in his joking manner. Carmelita stiffened; she feared what he might have planned. Hopefully he was not going to hurt her for all the times she had chased him out of her sworn duty. Her fears were laid to rest as she felt Sly’s lips press against the muscles of her groin a few inches above her vaginal opening. “I’ve always wondered just what you would taste like.”
“Sly wait, I’m AAaahhhhh” she had tried to warn her enthusiastic lover about the impeding flood about to released from her inner gates, but was to late as she felt his tongue run from the bottom of her slit all the way to her clit. The sudden sensation had been enough to rocket her straight to heaven. Sly was a bit taken aback as her juices gushed forth in a torrent, but was soon to recover and began to lap at her dripping vagina. He delved deeper producing deep throaty moans from Carmelita. Once or twice he heard the click of the cuffs as she strained against them.
Carmelita was lost in the sheer bliss as her captor continued to lick and nibble at the lips of her womanhood. Her body was rocked by another climax then another and another. He was slowly driving her insane. Her body was demanding the ultimate satisfaction the one thing she had never done with a male before.
Carmelita was not a virgin in body, but had never taken a male to bed with her before. She had broken her own hymen when she had been experimenting as a young girl. But now she wanted this thief to take that one last bit of purity she had. She wanted to feel him inside her own body robbing her of her virginity. “Sly,” she said getting her Raccoon lover’s attention. “I want…” she blushed deeply. “I…” she couldn’t find the words to speak her desire. Sly smiled and moved toward her once more. “I...” he pressed a finger to her lips silencing her.
“I know what you want.” He smiled tenderly down at her. He reached a hand to the bed side table. Carmelita followed it with wrapped interest. She thought maybe he was going to knock her out again, but to her shock he pulled a key from the tray; the key to the handcuffs. There was a clicking sound as he undid one of the cuffs. She looked at him in surprise.
“Why did you…?”
“Because it will be more enjoyable this way.” he pressed his lips to hers. Carmelita moaned as she felt the tip of his dick prodding at her wet opening. She pulled away from him. “But what if I should try to arrest you now that my hands are free?” she asked looking fearfully into his eyes.
“I would ask that you wait till after we’re done. Otherwise it may not be as enjoyable.” She could sense the honesty in his voice. He had no intention of fleeing at that moment. He had set her body ablaze and he was going to stay and quench the flames. She kissed him again before responding.
“Give it to me lover boy.” Sly happily complied thrusting slowly into her waiting folds. Carmelita let out a series of gasping moans mixed with blissful cries as she felt the Raccoon’s manhood stretching her insides to new limits. So she could feel his dick throbbing inside her.
Sly waited a few seconds giving the vixen a chance to adjust to his girth in her lower belly; he then slowly pulled out from her depths till only the tip remain and just as slow thrust back in. Carmelita wrapped her legs around his hips and butt trying to get him deeper with each long slow thrust. Her hands were gripping at his shoulder blades as he continued his slow steady pace. Soon his motions became more rapid and each thrust harder. Carmelita’s moans of bliss swiftly became screams of ecstasy as he pounded harder and harder at her throbbing slit; after a short bit she was struck by her first cock induced orgasm. A loud scream echoed through the room as her inner walls clamped down on Sly’s manhood squeezing it tight. Sly clenched his teeth and eyes grunting as a wave of pleasure over took him. He felt his own orgasm coming on, but knew he could give this beautiful vixen at least one more round before blowing his load.
He began to pump again as Carmelita’s insides loosened moans were replaced by gasps and squeals as her insides felt sensitive to every movement he made. Sly pumped harder and harder. He could feel his orgasm reaching its climax. “Ms. Fox I’m going to …” Carmelita could already guess what he was about to say.
“Yes, do it inside me. I want to feel it.” Sly smiled deep grunts escaping from his throat as he continued to plow into her. He gave one final hard thrust; Carmelita screamed once more in ecstasy and her insides squeezed him again. The sensation was enough to send sly over the edge. His orgasm hit hard as he shot strand after strand of thick raccoon seed into the vixen’s belly. Carmelita could feel the thick substance filling her as her body was rocked a second orgasm.
Sly laid his body against hers breathing heavily. “Well Carmelita, I hope it was to your liking.” Carmelita just smiled at the exhausted thief. There was the click of the cuffs as they were locked in place. Sly was snapped back to reality by the sudden feeling of metal against his fur.
He opened his eye to look at his wrist finding the pair of cuffs attached to his wrist as well as the inspector’s. “I’ve got you now Sly Cooper.” She said in a seductive tone. “There is no escape now.”
“My dear Ms. Fox” sly said with a soft smile and a chuckle. “There is always a way out.”
“True.” She retorted pecking him on the forehead. “If you want out of these cuffs you’re going to have to make me scream mercy.” She ground her hips against him feeling him hardening already.
“If you insist.” Sly said with a smile before kissing her on the lips.
The End?
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