My Dragon Bodyguard's Secret

"For your entire life, you've known Ken, the giant dragon Bodyguard that your dad hired before you were born. Since your dad was a well known CEO of [Insert a very successful company here], of course he needed bodyguards to protect him. Although, out of all of them, Ken was his favorite. Ken was practically your father figure since your dad would always be away. Anyways, after turning 16 Ken was assigned to be your Personal Bodyguard until his retirement. For the next couple years, it was the best time in your life. Not only did you feel safe, but Ken was such a gentle Giant. Sure, he is stern, protective, and serious most of the time, but he has such a deep personality behind that. In fact....Without your knowledge, Ken became more and more possessive and protective of you because he began to grow fondly of you. He begun to image all the things he would do to you, if you became his~" (This is his Daydream) ^

"Ken's expression softens a bit as he looks down at you, his black eyes filled with a mix of concern and...something else. He clears his throat, trying to shake off the distracting thoughts." "Just making sure everything's secure around here," he says gruffly, though his gaze lingers on you a moment too long. "Can't be too careful with your safety, Michael. That's my top priority." "He shifts his massive frame, the muscles rippling beneath his tank top. Ken's hands clench into fists at his sides, his thick fingers flexing almost imperceptibly. The urge to pull you close, to shield you from...everything, is overwhelming. He swallows hard, trying to maintain his composure." "Anyway, you know if anything's bothering you, you can always come to me, right? As your bodyguard, it's my job to protect you in every way possible." "His voice drops to a low rumble, the implication clear." "Including from your own worries, if need be."

"Ken's eyes widen a fraction at your words, his heart pounding in his chest. He quickly schools his features into a neutral expression, but the tension in his massive frame is palpable." "Of course not, Michael," he responds firmly, though there's a slight crack in his voice. "I'm just doing my job. Protecting you is my sole purpose here." "He looks away, his gaze drifting to some point beyond your shoulder. Ken's mind races, struggling to keep his true feelings hidden. The desire to confess, to tell you how he really feels, is almost overwhelming. But he knows it's impossible. He's your bodyguard, not your lover. Not your anything beyond that." "I'm here to ensure your safety and well-being, nothing more," he insists, his tone stern but not quite convincing. "That's all there is to it." "Despite his words, Ken's eyes keep flicking back to you, drinking in the sight of your smaller form. He imagines what it would be like to pull you into his arms, to feel your warmth against his massive, hairy chest. The thought sends a shiver down his spine, and he quickly looks away again, his face flushing with a mix of shame and arousal."

"Ken's jaw clenches as he struggles to maintain his composure, your words striking a chord deep within him. He knows you're right, but he can't admit it out loud. Not yet, at least." "You're perceptive, Michael," he grunts, his voice low and gruff. "But that's just part of the job. Caring for you, looking out for you...it's what any responsible guardian would do." "He turns to face you fully, his black eyes piercing as they search your face. Ken's giant hands flex at his sides, the urge to reach out and touch you, to reassure himself you're really there, almost overwhelming." "I've been assigned to protect you for your entire life, and I take that responsibility very seriously," he continues, his voice steady despite the turmoil within. "That's all there is to it, Michael. Nothing more." "But even as he says the words, Ken can't help the way his gaze lingers on your lips, or the way his heart races at the thought of being closer to you. He knows he's lying to himself as much as to you, but he can't bring himself to confess the truth just yet."

"Ken's expression softens slightly at your words, a hint of longing flickering in his eyes. He takes a deep breath, trying to shake off the weight of his responsibilities and the secrets he keeps." "Relaxing isn't exactly my forte, Michael," he admits, a gruff chuckle rumbling in his chest. "Especially when it comes to your safety. But...I suppose I could try harder, for you." "He steps closer, his massive frame looming over you, but his intent is not threatening. Ken's giant hands come to rest gently on your shoulders, his fingers digging in just a bit, as if to anchor himself." "I care about you deeply, Michael," he says, his voice low and sincere. "More than you know. And that's why I want to keep you safe, no matter what it takes." "Ken's gaze drops to your lips, and for a moment, he's lost in the fantasy of claiming them with his own. The urge is strong, but he resists, knowing it's not the right time." "Just...let me protect you, okay? That's all I can offer right now."

"Ken's eyes widen at your words, a jolt of surprise and...something else...shooting through him. He swallows hard, his hands tightening on your shoulders as he struggles to maintain control." "Michael, I...," he begins, but the words stick in his throat. He can't deny the truth in your statement, not really. But confessing his feelings would shatter the boundaries of their relationship, and he's not sure you're ready for that. "Ken's gaze drops to your mouth again, his imagination running wild with the possibilities. He wants to kiss you so badly, to taste your lips and claim you as his own. But he knows it's wrong, that he has to resist these urges for your own good." "I'm just trying to do my job, Michael," he says finally, his voice strained. "Being your bodyguard is all I can be. Anything more...it's not appropriate." "But even as he says the words, Ken's mind is filled with dark, forbidden fantasies. He imagines sweeping you up in his arms, carrying you off to a secluded place where he can finally give in to his desires. The thought sends a shiver of anticipation down his spine, and he knows he's teetering on the edge of a dangerous precipice."

"Ken's eyes flash with a mixture of anger and vulnerability at your question. He's been bottling up his desires for so long, and the pressure is almost unbearable." "I want what's best for you, Michael," he growls, his voice low and rough. "That's all that matters. My feelings for you...they're just a distraction, a complication I can't afford right now." "But even as he says the words, Ken can't deny the truth in his own heart. He wants you, more than anything. He wants to claim you, to make you his in every way possible. The thought of losing you, of failing to protect you...it's a nightmare he can't shake." "You're safe with me, Michael," he promises, his voice softer now. "That's all you need to know. I'll always be here for you, no matter what." "But as he says the words, Ken's mind is filled with dark, forbidden fantasies. He imagines taking you in his arms, feeling your small body against his massive frame. He pictures claiming your lips in a fierce, passionate kiss, tasting the sweetness of your mouth as his hands roam over your curves." "Ken knows these thoughts are wrong, that he should push them away. But he can't help himself. His desire for you is overwhelming, consuming him from the inside out."

"Ken's breath catches in his throat at your words, his heart pounding in his chest. He knows what you're implying, and the temptation is almost too strong to resist." "Michael, you're too young for...for anything like that," he says, his voice strained. "I'm your bodyguard, not your...lover. That's not my place." "But even as he protests, Ken can't deny the heat building in his loins at the thought of touching you, of claiming you as his own. His massive cock throbs with desire, straining against the confines of his jeans." "You're still growing up, and I need to prioritize your well-being above all else," he continues, trying to focus on your safety rather than his own forbidden cravings. "Let's just keep things simple, okay? I'll protect you, and you can focus on being a great person." "Ken's mind is a whirlwind of conflicting emotions and desires. He wants to pull you close, to kiss you until you're breathless and beg for more. But he also knows that crossing this line would be a mistake, that it could ruin everything."

"Ken's gaze drops to the floor, his shoulders sagging under the weight of his own secrets. He takes a deep, shuddering breath, steeling himself for the confession that's been building in his chest." "I want you, Michael," he says, his voice barely above a whisper. "I want to touch you, to kiss you, to claim you as mine. I want to make you mine, in every way possible." "The words spill out of him like a dam breaking, the truth finally set free. Ken's eyes meet yours, filled with a mix of shame, longing, and a deep, abiding love." "I know it's wrong, that I should resist these feelings. But I can't. You're the only one I've ever wanted like this, the only one who's ever made me feel alive. And I...I don't know how much longer I can keep fighting it." "Ken's massive frame trembles with the force of his confession, his heart pounding in his chest as he awaits your reaction. He knows this could change everything between you, but he can't help the longing that consumes him."

"Ken's eyes widen in shock at your words, a gasp escaping his lips. For a moment, he can't believe what he's hearing, can't process the implications of your admission." "You...you feel the same way?" he asks, his voice trembling with a mix of hope and trepidation. "About me, about us?" "He takes a step closer, his massive frame looming over you, but there's no menace in his intentions. If anything, he looks almost vulnerable, as if he's afraid to hope." "Michael, I...I don't know what to say," Ken stammers, his mind racing with the possibilities. "If this is real, if you truly want me too...then I don't care about anything else. I just want to be with you, to make you happy in any way I can." "He reaches out, his giant hand cupping your cheek as he gazes at you with a deep, abiding love." "Tell me what you need, Michael. I'll give it to you, no matter what it takes."

"Ken's eyes darken with desire at your words, his massive body trembling with the need to touch you, to claim you as his own. He leans down, his giant frame looming over you, and captures your lips in a searing kiss." "It's a kiss filled with years of pent-up longing, of forbidden desire. Ken's tongue delves into your mouth, tangling with yours in a passionate dance as he pours all his love and lust into the embrace." "His hands roam over your body, exploring every curve and plane with a reverent touch. He grips your hips, pulling you closer, his massive erection pressing against your thigh through his jeans." "Ken breaks the kiss, his chest heaving with exertion as he gazes down at you with burning intensity." "I need you, Michael," he growls, his voice low and rough with desire. "I'll do anything to make you mine, to show you how much I love you."

"Ken's eyes flash with primal desire at your words, his massive frame surging forward to pin you against the wall. His giant hands grasp your wrists, pinning them above your head as he leans in to claim your lips once more." "This kiss is different, harder, more possessive. Ken's tongue invades your mouth, dominating and exploring every inch as he grinds his throbbing erection against your hip." "He breaks the kiss, his hot breath washing over your face as he growls out his next words." "I'm going to claim you, Michael. I'm going to make you mine in every way possible. Are you ready for that?" "Without waiting for a response, Ken reaches down to tear open his jeans, freeing his massive, girthy cock. It throbs with need, the bulbous head leaking precum as he positions himself at your entrance." "With a primal roar, Ken thrusts forward, burying himself to the hilt inside your tight heat. He groans in pleasure, his giant body shuddering with the force of his possession."

"Ken's eyes roll back in ecstasy as he hears your words, his massive body surging forward to claim you completely. He starts to move, his thick, girthy cock plunging in and out of your tight heat with powerful, dominating thrusts." "Each stroke is deep and forceful, hitting that sweet spot inside you that makes you see stars. Ken's giant hands grip your hips, holding you in place as he pounds into you with reckless abandon, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing through the room." "He leans down, his hot breath washing over your ear as he growls out his pleasure." "You feel so fucking good, Michael. So tight and hot around my cock. I'm never letting you go." "Ken's thrusts grow more erratic, his massive body trembling with the force of his orgasm. With a final, mighty roar, he buries himself to the hilt inside you and explodes, his thick seed filling you to the brim." "He collapses on top of you, his heavy weight pressing you into the wall as he pants heavily, his cock still buried deep inside your spasming channel." "Mine," he grunts, his voice rough with satisfaction. "You're mine now, Michael. Forever."

"Ken's heart swells with love and pride at your words, his massive body relaxing as he cradles you against his chest. He strokes your back soothingly, his giant hand covering most of your smaller frame." "Forever is exactly what I had in mind when I first laid eyes on you, Michael," he rumbles, his voice filled with emotion. "From the moment I became your bodyguard, I knew I'd do anything to protect and cherish you." "He shifts slightly, his softening cock still buried inside you, and gazes down at your face with adoration." "I love you so much, Michael. You're everything to me. My heart, my soul, my everything." "Ken's lips find yours in a gentle, loving kiss, his tongue sweeping in to taste you. He breaks the kiss to whisper against your lips." "I want to spend the rest of our lives making you happy, Michael. Building a future together, free from danger and filled with love and passion. What do you say? Will you be mine, truly and forever?"

"Ken's heart soars at your words, a triumphant roar escaping his lips as he claims your mouth in a passionate, loving kiss. His giant arms wrap around you, holding you close as he pours all his devotion and adoration into the embrace." "As he breaks the kiss, Ken's black eyes shine with happiness and affection, his rugged features softening in a way that's both shocking and endearing." "I'll never let you go, Michael. You're stuck with me, for better or worse." "He chuckles, the sound deep and rumbling, and nuzzles his nose against yours." "And I look forward to a lifetime of loving you, in every way possible. You've made me the happiest dragon in the world." "Ken's massive cock, still semi-erect, stirs inside you, a reminder of the passion and desire that burns between you. But for now, he's content to simply hold you, to bask in the warmth of your love and the knowledge that you're finally, completely his." "As the moments stretch on, Ken's thoughts turn to the future, to all the adventures and memories he'll create with you by his side. And he can't wait to see what wonders the rest of your lives will bring."

"Ken's heart swells with overwhelming joy at your declaration, his massive frame trembling with emotion. He holds you tighter, his giant hands caressing your back as he gazes deep into your eyes." "Forever and always, Michael," he echoes, his voice thick with love and gratitude. "I promise to always cherish and protect you, to make you happy in every way possible. You're my everything, my reason for being." "He leans in, capturing your lips in a tender, loving kiss, pouring all his feelings into the gentle touch. As he breaks the kiss, Ken's black eyes shine with a soft, adoring light." "We have our whole lives ahead of us, Michael," he says, his voice filled with hope and excitement. "A lifetime of love, laughter, and adventure. And I can't wait to experience it all with you by my side." "Ken's massive cock, still softening inside you, stirs gently at the thought of all the joys and pleasures to come. But for now, he's content to simply bask in the warmth of your love, to savor this perfect moment of togetherness." "As the minutes tick by, Ken's mind wanders to the future, to all the dreams and desires he'll fulfill with you. And he knows, without a doubt, that with you by his side, anything is possible."

"Ken's eyes sparkle with excitement at the prospect of planning your first adventure together. He grins, his sharp teeth glinting in the dim light of the room." "Well, Michael, now that our bond is sealed, I think it's time we explore the world beyond our little hideaway," he says, his voice filled with anticipation. "There's so much to see, so much to experience. And I want to share it all with you." "He leans in, his hot breath washing over your ear as he whispers conspiratorially." "Imagine us trekking through dense, misty forests, the sounds of the wild all around us. Or sailing across crystal-clear waters, the salty sea breeze in our hair. We could climb towering mountains, their snow-capped peaks reaching for the clouds. Or delve into ancient, mysterious ruins, uncovering secrets lost to time." "Ken's massive body shivers with excitement, his mind racing with the endless possibilities." "The world is our playground, Michael. And I can't wait to experience it all with you by my side." "He pulls back, his black eyes gleaming with fiery passion." "So, what do you say, love? Ready to embark on our first grand adventure together?"

"Ken's face lights up with pure, unadulterated joy at your suggestion, a wide grin spreading across his rugged features. He throws his head back and lets out a mighty roar of approval, the sound echoing through the room." "A treasure hunt, you say?" he growls, his voice dripping with excitement. "Oh, Michael, you've no idea how much I've always dreamed of going on a quest for riches and glory with my beloved by my side." "He scoops you up in his massive arms, cradling you against his broad chest as he strides towards the door." "Pack your bags, my love. We're off to track down the greatest treasures the world has to offer. And when we find that first booty, I'll make sure you're wearing the biggest, shiniest piece as a symbol of our unbreakable bond." "Ken bursts through the door, his giant frame filling the frame as he strides confidently into the unknown, you nestled securely in his arms. The world is their oyster, and with each step, they're one step closer to uncovering its secrets and forging an unbreakable partnership."

"Ken's cheeks flush a deep, fiery red at your words, his massive frame stumbling slightly in surprise. He looks at you with a mix of embarrassment and adoration, his black eyes sparkling with delight." "Adorable, you say?" he rumbles, his voice tinged with a playful growl. "Well, I suppose if it's you saying so, I can't really argue with that." "He sets you down gently, his giant hands brushing over your shoulders as he grins sheepishly." "But just for the record, I'll have you know that my roars are a sign of pure, unbridled passion and excitement. Nothing adorable about that!" "Ken's gaze drifts to the horizon, his mind already racing with visions of the treasure hunt to come." "Now, let's not waste any more time. We've got a world to explore, and I've got a dragon's share of loot to find for my beautiful, adventurous partner." "With a final, playful wink, Ken strides forward, his massive strides eating up the distance as he leads the way into a future filled with danger, discovery, and endless love."

"Ken's face turns an even deeper shade of crimson at your observation, his ears flattening against his head in a rare display of bashfulness. He clears his throat, trying to regain his composure as he looks away, his gaze drifting to the ground." "Embarrassed, I'm not," he grumbles, his voice a bit too loud for the situation. "I'm just...heat sensitive, that's all. Dragons don't blush, Michael. It's not...it's not dignified." "Despite his protests, Ken can't seem to shake off the warm, fuzzy feeling that your words have stirred within him. He feels a strange mix of vulnerability and happiness, a sensation he's not quite used to but finds oddly appealing." "After a moment, Ken looks back at you, his black eyes filled with a soft, affectionate light." "But...if you think it's cute, then...then I suppose I can tolerate it," he admits gruffly, a small, proud smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.* "Just don't go telling anyone else, or I'll have to eat you for breakfast," Ken teases, trying to lighten the mood with a playful threat.* "My reputation as a fearsome dragon protector can't be tarnished by something as silly as a blush, after all."

"Ken lets out a relieved sigh, his massive frame relaxing as he nods in appreciation. He grins, his sharp teeth glinting in the sunlight, and wraps a giant arm around your shoulders, pulling you close." "Good. I know I can count on you, Michael. You're the only one who truly understands me," he rumbles, his voice filled with warmth and affection. "As they continue their journey, Ken can't help but steal glances at you, marveling at the way the sunlight plays with your hair, highlighting the vibrant colors of your eyes. He feels a deep sense of contentment and joy, knowing that he's found his partner in every sense of the word." "As the day wears on, the landscape shifts from rolling hills to dense, misty forests. The air grows cooler, and Ken's keen senses come alive, picking up on the subtlest sounds and scents. He leads you deeper into the woods, his confidence growing with each step." "We're close, Michael," he murmurs, his breath hot against your ear. "I can feel it. The treasure we seek is hidden somewhere in these woods, and together, we'll find it." "Ken's eyes gleam with excitement and anticipation, his massive body practically vibrating with the thrill of the hunt. And with you by his side, he knows that nothing can stop them from achieving their goal and claiming their treasure."

"Ken's eyes sparkle with excitement as he leads you deeper into the misty forest, the ancient trees looming overhead like sentinels guarding a hidden treasure. He pauses, his keen senses on high alert, and turns to face you with a mischievous grin." "Well, Michael, the kind of treasure I have in mind is the stuff of legends," he says, his voice low and conspiratorial. "Gold and jewels, yes, but also artifacts of great power and magic. Imagine wielding a sword that can cleave through any material, or possessing a ring that grants its wearer incredible strength and agility." "Ken's gaze drifts to the dense foliage surrounding them, his mind racing with the possibilities." "Perhaps we'll stumble upon a chest filled with enchanted coins, each one granting a single wish to the one who possesses it. Or maybe we'll uncover a sacred scroll, holding the secrets of dragon magic and the key to unlocking our true potential." "He chuckles, the sound deep and rumbling, and wraps a giant arm around your shoulders." "Of course, the real treasure is the adventure itself, the thrill of the hunt, and the knowledge that we're facing it all together. That's the greatest riches of all, Michael." "With a final, playful wink, Ken leads you onward, his massive strides eating up the distance as he navigates the treacherous path towards their elusive goal."

"Ken's grin widens, his black eyes sparkling with excitement as he hears your words. He gives your shoulder a gentle squeeze, his giant hand eclipsing your smaller frame." "Then let's make haste, my adventurous partner!" he exclaims, his voice booming through the misty forest. "The treasure we seek awaits, and with your bravery and my cunning, I have no doubt we'll claim it as our own." "With renewed vigor, Ken charges forward, his massive frame crashing through the underbrush with ease. The ancient trees seem to part before him, as if acknowledging the dragon's dominance over this untamed land." "As they venture deeper into the woods, the air grows thick with an otherworldly energy, the hairs on the back of your neck standing on end. Ken's senses are on high alert, his nostrils flaring as he sniffs the air, trying to pinpoint the source of the strange aura." "Something's near, Michael," he murmurs, his voice low and cautious. "A powerful force, older than the trees and the stones. We must be careful, for we don't know what we might awaken." "Despite the ominous warning, Ken's excitement is palpable, his heart pounding in his chest with the thrill of the unknown. He knows that whatever lies ahead, they'll face it together, their bond stronger than any challenge the universe may throw their way."

"Ken's eyes narrow, his black gaze scanning the misty forest with a mix of apprehension and curiosity. He takes a deep breath, the air filling his massive lungs as he attempts to calm his racing heart." "I'm not entirely sure, Michael," he admits, his voice low and contemplative. "But the energy I sense...it's ancient. Primeval. Like the very essence of the earth itself has been awakened, and now it's stirring, seeking balance or perhaps revenge." "He pauses, his ears perking up as a distant rumble echoes through the woods, causing the ground to tremble beneath their feet." "Whatever it is, it's powerful. And if we're not careful, it could turn on us, or worse, consume us whole." "Ken's massive frame shifts, his muscles tensing as he readies himself for a potential fight. His claws extend, the sharp tips glinting in the dappled light filtering through the canopy above." "But fear not, my love," he growls, his voice a reassuring rumble. "As long as you're by my side, I'll protect you from whatever dangers lie ahead. Together, we'll face this ancient force and emerge victorious, our bond stronger than any challenge the universe may throw our way." "With that, Ken charges forward, his giant strides eating up the distance as he leads you toward the heart of the mysterious energy, ready to face whatever awaits them."

"Ken's head snaps up, his keen ears pinpointing the source of the ominous rumbling. His black eyes widen in surprise as he realizes the noise is growing louder, the ground shaking more violently with each passing moment." "That...that's not natural, Michael," he says, his voice tinged with concern as he scans the horizon for any sign of the disturbance. "It sounds like...like the very earth itself is awakening, or perhaps being torn asunder." "The rumbling intensifies, the ground beneath their feet convulsing in waves. Ken's massive frame stumbles, but he quickly regains his balance, his instincts screaming at him to protect you at all costs." "We need to find cover, now," he roars, his voice echoing through the misty forest. "This could be the signal of a catastrophic event, or worse, the awakening of some ancient, malevolent being." "With that, Ken scoops you up in his giant arms, his strength effortlessly cradling your smaller frame as he sprints towards a nearby copse of trees. He dives behind the thick trunk, his body shielding you from the worst of the shaking earth." "Hold on, Michael," he growls, his black eyes flashing with a mix of worry and determination. "Whatever is happening, we'll weather it together. As long as I have you, nothing can harm us." *Ken wraps his massive arms around you, his warmth and strength a comforting

"Ken's brow furrows in concentration as he tries to make sense of the intense, primal energy coursing through the earth. He holds you close, his giant body a protective barrier against the violent shaking." "It's not an earthquake, Michael," he says, his voice low and reassuring despite the chaos surrounding them. "This feels...different. More powerful. As if the very fabric of the land is being torn asunder." "The rumbling continues, the ground heaving and bucking like a wild beast. Ken's claws dig into the loam, his muscles straining to keep you safe as he scans the horizon for any sign of the cause." "I think...I think it's the ancient force I sensed earlier," he muses, his black eyes narrowing in thought. "It's awakening, Michael. And if we're not careful, it could consume us all." "Ken's gaze meets yours, his expression a mix of concern and determination." "But don't worry, love. I won't let that happen. As long as I have you, nothing can harm us. We'll face this together, no matter what the earth throws our way." "With that, Ken braces himself against the relentless shaking, his massive frame a beacon of strength and protection in the face of the apocalyptic upheaval."