Bodyguard Taisho by PeriwinkleRamen

Chapter 1

A/N: This story is seriously rated MA. It's pretty much porn with the teeniest little hint of a plot hidden in there somewhere. Enjoy Xoxo

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Kagome was bored. It was becoming more and more frequent as the days wore on. Just one little favor for the government using her miko powers, and all of a sudden she felt like she was in an action movie, with people shooting at her left and right. Now, she was stuck in a beautiful, albeit claustrophobic apartment on the outskirts of Tokyo, with her life snatched from underneath her.

She looked around the pretty, hotel-like bedroom with its full wall of floor to ceiling windows, the big balcony just beyond, and the most stunning view a girl could wish for, but she couldn't help sighing. It was a pretty cage, but a cage non the less. Now, she could barely go to the potty without one of her personal tough guys having to escort her.

The restrictions placed upon her life were grating on her nerves, she'd even tried plotting the perfect escape, before she caught herself and had to let out a snort. The thought of herself in her school girl skirt, shuffling down the drain pipe was absolutely laughable.

Still, for a social butterfly like herself to be kept so isolated was nearly killing her. She kept herself busy baking (and hadn't that been an experience, for both herself and poor Agent Miroku, who'd had the unfortunate luck of being on shift that evening) and online shopping. And ok, so it was more the latter, but hey, a girl liked to look good, for all the people she didn't see.

She was reminded, as she heard quiet murmuring coming from just outside her bedroom door, that of course, mere company wasn't the only thing she was missing, a girl had...needs, after all. She was almost climbing the walls, she was so hot and horny. She couldn't even take care of herself, without an Agent standing guard at every minute of the day. The most she'd afforded herself was a quick go-around with the shower spray.

Her mind went into overdrive as she heard the familiar silky smooth tones of the Agent taking over. Agent Taisho. He was the most attractive demon she'd ever seen. His hair was long and silver, hiding his sexy pointed ears. He had chiseled features, sharp cheekbones, a crescent moon on his forehead, and golden colored eyes, that either softened or glowed depending on his mood. If she made him laugh, however rare and inadvertent, she watched them soften to a yellow. Less rarely, when she pushed both his buttons and her luck, she was mesmerised as they became more sharp until they were nearly glowing.

She could imagine the corded muscles of his neck, leading down to his broad strong shoulders. The man worked out, of that she was sure. He had beautifully sculpted arms, ones she was sure would be perfect for lifting, should that ever be...needed, big, manly hands with long, tapered fingers, revealing sharp claws. His chest, although she'd never been gifted with the sight of it sans clothes, was just as sculpted as the rest of him, she was sure. Trim hips led down to powerfully packed thighs, and perfectly muscled calves, all wrapped in a smooth, ethereal fair colored skin that she had the worst time resisting.

She'd been with a few men before, but even with her relatively little experience, she just knew sex with a demon with his unbelievable power, would be a 1000x better. He'd blow her mind. She giggled as she imagined him calling her Miss as he fucked her with what she imagined to be a considerably sized cock, if it was as perfect as the rest of him.

Unconsciously, her hand tugged at the neckline of her dress and pulled it down, grazing her nipple over the thin material of her bra. She let out a quiet whimper as she tried to tell herself that she really ought to stop. Unfortunately, her body was screaming at her, it needed release, and it wouldn't be denied any longer.

Her core was practically dripping with moisture as she listened to the voices quieting and then cease altogether. Her depraved mind wondered what Agent Taisho would do should she call him in right now and he found her like this, fingers now rubbing furiously at her clit as she bit her bottom lip to keep herself quiet and twisted a nipple between perfectly polished fingers. Would he promptly leave? Watch? Would he touch himself? Or would he take the invitation so blatantly offered and join her?

Thoughts of the latter ran on replay in her head, and she arched up as her body shook in a silent orgasm.

Feeling a lot better, although no where near sated, she smirked to herself as she redressed. So ok, maybe she could reach the buttons that fastened up on the back of her dress herself, but where would the fun in that be?

Giddy, she pulled the bedroom door open and cleared her throat to get the attention of the all too attractive agent. The second he looked her way, she knew he could see her cleavage in the gaping neckline.

"Um, Agent Taisho," she sighed, using her most innocent voice. "Could you button this up for me? I can't seem to reach."

She turned around without waiting for an answer and took in a ragged breath as she felt his warm fingers, careful of his claws, brushing against her back as he did what she bid. She didn't know if it was wishful thinking to believe that his hands lingered just a little too long.

Once it was done, she turned back around, and couldn't miss the glittering gold of his eyes as she thanked him. He turned around slightly stiffly and went back to his post.

She smiled a secret little smile to herself. She wanted him bad, she needed to have him, and she would use any means necessary to get him.

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The following day, while wearing teeny tiny shorts and no panties, she accidentally dropped her nail polish in front of Agent Taisho and bent to pick it up.

A couple of days after yet another online shopping marathon, she'd been trying on her purchases when an idea struck. Pulling on a skimpy bikini, she'd gone out into the hallway to show him, before trying an even skimpier one on and asking him which he preferred.

She called him to her room that same night to help her with a bra loop that had 'somehow' gotten bent and was refusing to come free.

When she popped her head around the door the following week, obviously naked, with a flushed face, and asked him if he knew where she could get a couple of D batteries, he turned to her with a feral look in his eyes and she shivered in want.

"This game you are playing, Miss? It is dangerous. I suggest you stop."

She'd merely widened her eyes in a show of innocence and told him she didn't know what he was talking about. Certain he could hear her, due to his demonic hearing capabilities, and yet not caring a bit, she giggled to herself happily.

Unable to hold herself back any longer, she decided she had to have him as soon as possible.

Early the next afternoon, she heard the quiet murmuring outside of her door again and felt her nipples tighten in anticipation. He was here!

She hissed slightly as she rubbed her neglected breasts and felt her pussy flood with moisture.

Waiting an extra 5 minutes to be sure the other agent had left, she pulled her short nightshirt over her head and struck a pose on the bed, knees bent, legs wide open. She let one hand rest against her breast, pulling absent mindedly on her nipple and slid the other down to her womanhood, gently rubbing herself.

When she was satisfied that everything was how she wanted it to be, she took a nervous breath and called out for him. "Agent Taisho, could you come in here?"

She must have sounded nervous, for she could here the concern in his voice. "Is everything okay, Miss?"

The door was pushed open and she could see his training kick in as his eyes darted around the room looking for potential threats before settling on the picture she presented. His eyes widened, traces of red began to creep into the corners of his eyes, swirling with lust. "Fuck."

He pushed the door closed behind him, leaning against it heavily, and let out a long breath, although his expressive eyes never left her. "What do you think you are doing?"

She shuddered as her fingers grazed her aching clit and she lifted hooded eyes to gaze up at him. "Getting off. Are you going to help?"

She could see the large bulge that had appeared in his slacks and her mouth watered. He didn't reply. He didn't move an inch, not towards the door, but not towards the bed either, so she swung her legs over the edge and prowled towards him. His eyes followed her, catching sight of her heaving bosom, rosy pink nipples standing to attention, and he couldn't seem to pull his gaze away. "I want to see your cock so bad. I've been dreaming about it for weeks. My fingers aren't doing anything to take the ache away, anymore. Can I see your cock, Agent Taisho?"

Still no answer. She shrugged internally and slid gracefully down to her knees. His gaze met hers and she could see the want shining there. It only made her wetter and more determined. Slowly, she lifted a hand to his fly and rubbed his considerable bulge gently, only to feel it grow underneath her palm. Encouraged, she popped the button of his slacks and pulled the zip down, dragging both his silky boxers and his pants down to mid thigh all in one go. As she lifted her head again, his impressive erection strained towards her, and she could see the precum glistening in the dim light. She rubbed the pad of her thumb across his slit, gathering the moisture there and then sucking said thumb into her mouth. She was rewarded with a shudder and a deep sigh.

Sticking her tongue out, she gave his dick a single lick from base to tip and let out a long groan. "Mmm, perfect, just like the rest of you. So big and hard. Does this feel good, Agent? Hmm?"

Without bothering to wait for an answer, she swept down and covered him with her mouth, taking him as deep into her throat as she could and then swallowing to take some more.

"Fuck! Miss!" He snarled.

She moaned in response as she slid her mouth up and down on his cock, hollowing her cheeks to suck him hard and taking his heavy balls gently into her hands, rubbing them softly.

His clawed hands tangled in her hair, gripping tightly to guide her movements as he grunted his pleasure. He thrust deep into her throat as he stared down at her hungrily. "Fucking little cock tease." He rumbled.

Thrilled and aroused by his possession, she gripped his ass in her hands, squeezing and dragging her human fingernails across his skin. He grunted again and used his grip on her hair to pull her mouth away from him. Using strength she'd only imagined, he hauled her up off of the floor and practically threw her back onto the bed, pulling the remainder of his clothes off and then promptly following her down. His long hair acted as a sheer curtain as it hid them from anyone if they were to come into the room. He gripped both of her wrists in one of his big hands and held them securely above her head as the other gently gripped her jaw, before his mouth swooped down and claimed hers.

Their tongues tangled for what felt like forever, Kagome's hips arching against him in helpless abandon. He wrenched his mouth away from hers, pulling away only long enough to grab the condom she hadn't noticed before from the bed covers next to her and swiftly donning it.

Breathing heavily as he looked down at her with both possession and lust in his eyes, he gave her a short, deep kiss before pulling away again, rubbing his monstrous cock against her wet folds.

His eyes glittered. "This is what you wanted, right, Miss? Horny little madam, are you not? You want this cock in your pussy? Hm."

Without waiting for her answer, he pushed inside of her slowly. His eyes threatened to roll into the back of his head from the pleasure, but he managed to keep his features schooled. "Shit, you are tight." He gritted.

Her breathing was only getting faster as she squirmed underneath him. "Yes, oh, yes, Taisho, please!"

He set a punishing rhythm, pulling out only to plunge back in a second later. She trembled, feeling fuller than she'd ever felt, her insides clenching. The pleasure built quickly, and she screamed in ecstasy as her pussy spasmed around his cock in the best orgasm she'd ever had.

When she gathered herself again, she found Agent Taisho looking down on her, intense concentration evident in his beautiful features. She quirked a smile at him and he growled at her before stealing her breath with another passionate kiss. She felt him start to move again, setting an even faster pace this time, pushing one of her knees up to her breasts. He kissed her neck, making her shudder again, before diving down to feast on her puckered nipples. He sucked them hard into his mouth and without warning she was clenching around him again, her entire body shuddering and arching towards him.

"Yes, yes, yes! So good! I'm cumming!"

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna ...cum!"

He gripped her hips harder as he felt his cock explode, making him piston into her stronger, faster, before he was spent, collapsing into her arms. As fast as he'd landed there, he was off of her, rolling over and sitting up until he was on the edge of the bed, his beautiful long silver mane, now matted with sweat, facing her. Eventually he stood and pulled his clothes back on, all the while not risking a glance back at her.

"Fuck. That was a fucking mistake, this Sesshomaru knows better," he mumbled angrily, though quietly. "All I had to do was just stay away." She watched in amusement as he berated himself. She was too satisfied to take offence, and she was confident she could have him back in bed with her again tomorrow night, mistake or not.

"I have to go. I need to get out of here." The corner of his lips drew up into a growl. She sat up then, hurt starting to set in as he strode to the door, not even glancing at her. His claws were poised on the doorknob when he took a look at her over his shoulder. She was sitting up, naked, legs bent, arms across her knees and her chin balanced on the top. He swore again under his breath and crossed back over to her with his demonic speed. Before she could blink he was in front of her, pulling her up, gripping her chin and kissing her long and deep, their tongues tangling as she wound her arms around his neck. She felt the pressure of his claws tighten on her hips close to breaking skin, before he was gone and over by the door again, before she had time to register his intent. He didn't risk another look back. "Out of my fucking mind." She heard him mumble angrily as the door closed behind him. 

Sighing happily, she pulled the covers back and climbed under them, falling asleep with a smile on her face before she even heard his replacement arrive.