He Gets What He Wants

15 Years Later:
The Lord swiftly ran towards his only child’s chambers. His daughter screamed as a man was on top of her. The Lord quickly slayed the man and comforted his 14 year-old daughter. “I’m so sorry, Sweetheart. I’m so sorry,” the Lord comforted. The beautiful girl drowned her brown eyes in tears before they slipped silently down her red cheeks. The Lord looked upon his petrified daughter. “It’s over. I’m going to get you the best warrior I have and make him your personal servant and body guard,” promised the Lord, “Do you hear me, Sango, my darling?” The brown haired girl looked up at him with large watery eyes and whispered, “Yes, Father, I heard you.”

Word quickly spread throughout the castle of what happened to Princess Sango, but the two in the maid’s chamber were the only ones who haven’t heard. “Miroku! Miroku!” forcefully whispered a maid, “The Lord wishes to speak with you!” The maid hurried away from the door and left in haste. The tall dark-haired teen rolled out of the bed in hopes not to wake the blonde-haired woman next to him. His violet eyes quickly scanned the surrounding area for his clothes. “Come back to bed, Sweetie. You’re too young to get in the nasty habit of leaving women after you’ve had your fun. We need to cuddle,” the 23 year-old, blue-eyed maid begged. The bronzed-skin 15 year-old glanced towards the woman and mocked, “Well, now you’re starting to sound like…every other woman in this house!” The blonde crawled towards him. She sat up, and started rubbing her hands up his toned abs under the white tank top he had just thrown on. “Why do you always get what you want?” complained the woman. “Because…it was written in the stars the day I was born,” he joked.

He ran towards the Lord’s office not only to find his Lord but also his gorgeous daughter who looked quite distraught. “Miroku, my boy. Come sit down,” his Lord called heartily. Miroku came forth cautiously, but made it to the seat before the Lord’s desk. “You called, My Lord?” he asked. “You are my best warrior, and since the resent attack upon my daughter; I wish for you to be her personal servant and her body guard,” majestically said the Lord. “O-of course. Anything for you, My Lord,” responded Miroku. He saw Princess Sango get up and Miroku obediently followed her. Princess Sango led them to her room of dark purple walls and black furnishings. ‘Princess Sango likes my favorite colors,’ thought the purple-eyed, black-haired teen lustfully. “I wish to take a bath. Stay here,” spoke Princess Sango out of nowhere. She left and Miroku sat down upon the bed. ‘Very comfortable. Too bad she’s a princess…we could’ve had some fun times on this bed. What am I saying…she is a princess! I can’t think of her that way! But I can…she would be the perfect lover…hmmmm…I wonder how much our precious princess knows about sex…this could be very interesting indeed,’ thought Miroku mischievously. Women always take long baths and Sango was no exeption. Miroku passed out with sheer boredom.

Sango walked out into her bedroom only to find Miroku asleep on his bed. She feared being alone in her bed after what had happened to her. She crawled on top of Miroku and tried to shake him awake. Miroku’s beautiful eyes looked back at her sleepily. She smiled sweetly. He looked so cute lying there. He smiled back sweetly and lazily. “Miroku. Miroku. Please sleep with me. I can’t sleep alone in my bed,” she whispered pleadingly. “Yeah…sure…” he mumbled. She grabbed his arm and dragged him from the bed. Pulling him to her bed, she noticed that he only slept in black silk boxers. ‘Wow, he’s hot,’ she drooled. He lumbered into her bed. She stared at him before he pulled her into bed. Her face was nuzzled into his chest as she tried to fall asleep on her side. Before falling asleep, she felt his hand move to her butt before grabbing a handful.