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Good Evening, Officer by nautical_paramour

Good Evening, Officer

Kagome bopped her head along to the music, as she sped down the highway. It was late at night, and there were no other cars on the road. All the better for her though! She had had a fantastic day at work. She worked as a secretary for the sweetest old man you could ever meet, and her week of hell had ended. They had been collaborating with another businessman from a different company, and he had trouble keeping his hands to himself. But now their work with the man was done and even though she was getting out much later than usual, she didn't care. Plus her favorite song came on the radio, and she couldn't wait to get home. Nothing could go wrong!

She stared at the speed limit sign. 55. Pssssh. Speed limits are for pansies. She accelerated, giggling, up to 70 mph. She was so bad, but this behavior was only acceptable because she was sure no one else was around. Kagome passed a wooded area, and then out of nowhere a cop car started following her.

Sesshomaru maneuvered his squad car so he would be able to turn onto the divided highway. This seemed to him to be the shift from eternity. He refused to speak more than necessary to his partner – though he was a good and courageous person, they didn't have anything in common – and the only reason he had taken this shift was because another coworker was off, waiting for his wife to deliver. It was times like this when Sesshomaru wondered why he decided to play the nice guy and take over night traffic duty for someone. He'd never been so bored in his life.

Until the blue car sped past his hiding place in a wooded section of the divided highway. They had to be going at least ten over. Maybe his night was looking up. Sesshomaru felt that if he had to spend one more minute in the suffocating car with his partner, he just might have to kill himself.

"Shit shit double shit!" Kagome whispered, taking her foot off the gas pedal. The cops' lights were flashing and they were flagging her over. Kagome braked and pulled her car onto the shoulder. She watched from her rearview mirror as the tall police officer stepped out of the vehicle, flashlight in hand, and began walking towards her car. She was desperately thinking of something to say – anything! Kagome was not a bad girl. She was a good white-panties only kind of girl, who just liked to get frisky sometimes.

He tapped on her window, and she rolled it down, looking up into the golden eyes of the dashing officer. "Good evening, officer."

"Miss, were you aware that you were driving 15 miles over the speed limit?" Kagome took her plump pink lip in-between her pearly white teeth. She gave a curt nod, not breaking eye contact. Yeah, this might not be so bad, she though to herself. She could play the good girl card! "Can I see your license and registration?"

Kagome fished around in her glove compartment for the necessary articles. She handed him those, and began digging in her large turquoise purse for her wallet. After digging through her purse for 2 minutes, her search proved unsuccessful. Good girls always bring their licenses, and Kagome had lost it. Damn. Kagome looked back up into the suggestive eyes of her silver haired police officer and spoke up in a dainty voice, "I am sorry officer, but I seem to have forgotten my wallet at home. Can I get by with just my registration?"

Sesshomaru looked down at the young woman. "Let me go run this through the system. And then we can talk about what we can do about your lack of license." He walked back to his squad car and sat back in the driver's seat. He turned to his partner. "Run this through the system, but don't write up a ticket unless I tell you to." He got back out of his car, and returned to the violator's. He had been feeling particularity frustrated – of a sexual nature – lately and this way work to his advantage. If she was going to be a bad girl, he wouldn't deny her.

Kagome looked out at the officer that had returned. He looked delicious. Delicious enough to eat. "I am so sorry officer. Isn't there anything I can do for you to make up for not having my license?" This was completely out of character for the young girl, but she suddenly decided that she wouldn't mind playing cops and robbers with this one.

Sesshomaru smirked at her. "Miss, I am going to have to ask you to step out of the car. You are acting very hostile, and I need to make sure you are not carrying a weapon." Kagome complied with his wishes, and removed herself from the vehicle. Her short babydoll dress left her legs exposed to the cool breeze, and the flesh of her legs immediately gained goosebumps. She was unsure if it was from the breeze or in anticipation of the frisking she was about to receive.

Sesshomaru smiled seductively at the girl, looking over her thin form, and asked her to spread out her arms and legs. He started by running his large hands over her bare arms. He leaned into her, pressing her up against the side of the car, and nuzzled his face against her neck. He was breathing heavy and he could tell it was tickling the sweet flesh of her neck. He moved his hands between them to handle her breasts. Sesshomaru suckled on her neck, until he was sure a hickey would appear the next day, then whispered in her ear, "no weapons here. Please turn around and face the car, with your arms out in front of you."

"Anything you say, officer." She turned and felt him press tightly against her back. She could barely suppress her moan when she felt his erection straining against those tight blue pants, pressed flush against her ass. She pushed back just enough to hear him hiss at the contact. He kneed her legs apart, and patted down her sides. He kept his hands on her narrow waist and pushed them on the smooth plane of her belly. He let his hand dip a little lower than her belly button and felt the perpetrator shiver.

Sesshomaru then knelt on the ground, and started caressing her legs. First he ran his hands along the outsides of her legs, and pushed her dress up until he met her panties. Her flesh was toned and smooth like a baby's butt. He was sure that at home a bottle of baby oil rested on her dresser for these killers. He had always been a leg man, and took his time just feeling the delicious expanses of her thighs and calves. He moved his hands back down again, and moved to the inside of her legs, resting his fingertips against them. He traced random patterns up to her inner thighs, listening to her delightful gasps. He had her muscles jumping and this was barely the beginning.

He brought his fingers against her veiled core, and rubbed her gently through to fabric. "Please officer," she whispered in a breathy moan. Thinking he should make her beg for it – after all, she had been a naughty girl – he gave into her wishes. Moving her panties aside, he moved his fingers against her flower, slipping in between the folds. He smirked at the wetness he found there already. Sesshomaru used his index finger to push her button at the top of the sex. He moved it in a circular motion and listened to her sigh for him over and over again.

He pushed his middle finger inside her sex and hissed at the tightness. Sesshomaru lost all recollections of previous escapades and suddenly he couldn't remember the last time he had such and intimate contact with a woman. He plunged his finger in and out of her, all the while continuing his ministrations on little clitoris. She loved it and couldn't keep her head still. He felt the muscles in her legs tighten and placed his unused hand on her ass, kneeding it, until, in a blissful glory, she came. Hard.

Kagome moaned rather loudly and rode his fingers until her orgasm was complete. He couldn't help but smirk at how wanton this girl was becoming. He slowly removed her fluid from his fingers. She was delicious, but he had other business to attend to. He stood and nuzzled his nose into her neck again. "Thank you for the generosity officer, but I still believe I need to give you a favor." She whispered seductively, reaching around to pet his erection through his pants.

She opened the door to the back seat of her car, and sat down. The fabric of the seat of her car was erotic on he back of her bare and sensitive legs. She pulled him closer, allowing him to stand between her open legs. Smirking, she quickly removed the belt from his trim waist, and desperately unclasped the button. Then looking up into his eyes, she slowly pulled down the zipper. She enjoyed leaving him hanging. He was holding his breath, waiting for her. She touched his hard rod through the fabric of his boxer briefs. "Would this be acceptable, officer?" she whispered.

Sesshomaru took her hand in his much larger one, and encouraged her to remove the blue boxer briefs and release his cock. Kagome stared at the little monster and delightedly began to pet it. She focused on it and pulled her lip in between her teeth again, this time with the rapt attention of someone who was new to the practice. She relished the red color it gained the more she touched it. When the first little drop of fluid exited the tip, Kagome smiled like a small, giddy child and engulfed the head in her small, rosebud mouth.

Sesshomaru threw his head back in a silent gasp of pleasure. It was such a tight fit, and he doubted she would be able to get much more of him in. He fisted her long black hair in one hand, pulling her greedy mouth closer to him, while resting the other on the frame of her car for support. She moved and swirled her tongue around exactly the way he liked it, and continued to stroke what she couldn't stuff in her mouth with her soft hand. He was sure that it couldn't get any better than this. He couldn't remember that last time he had had a sweet little mouth as tight as this around his aching, needy cock.

Trying not to gag her, Sesshomaru encouraged her to move in rhythm with his involuntary thrusting. She tried to keep the steady rhythm she began with and sucked on him like a little kid with the most delicious of lollypops. Kagome could not get enough of his treat. He was close. So close. She moaned, desperate for his release, and he growled, becoming more animalistic with each thrust. Finally, in one last reckless thrust, he ejaculated into her mouth, and watched with perverse delight as she drank up each drop he treated her with.

Kagome removed herself from him with an audible pop from her lips, and grinned up at him, teary eyed. He moved down, and caught her lips with his, pushing his tongue inside for a taste. This was the most delicious thing he could ever remember tasting. Kagome's unique flavor, with a hint of his essence gracing her tongue. He never wanted to separate from her mouth. It was just too good.

He was just about to climb into the backseat of her car when they were both jostled back to reality by the sharp honk of the police car, with Sesshomaru's long forgotten partner inside. "Sorry." He whispered and put his cock back into his boxer briefs, and helped Kagome out of the car. She was embarrassed and quickly moved to adjust her clothes.

"What time does your shift end?" She asked, wiping her mouth with her hand.

"I have about an hour left."

"Okay, Sesshomaru. I'll wait up for you."

Sesshomaru gave Kagome one last sloppy kiss before pulling away. "See you at home, babe." He walked back in the light of his police car, zipping up his trousers and buckling his belt, cursing his dimwitted partner. His frustration, though mildly slaked, was raging still. At least he would only have to wait about an hour longer to fully satiate his need. He slid into the driver's seat and looked over at his partner. "What?"

Kouga smirked. "Next time you take bribes like that from a chick like that, remember that your faithful partner should get a slice of the action, too."

Sesshomaru started the car and returned his eyes to the road. "Don't be an idiot, Kouga. That was my fiancée."

A/N: I would really appreciate all comments, reviews and constructive criticism! I tried to make it a little longer, so it would flow better, and I hope you like this version better. I always took Sesshomaru to be a boxer-brief kind of guy, for work at least. At home, lounging, maybe he would wear boxers. But then again, what do i know?

Okay well, please leave a comments and suggestions!

Thanks!

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