After an intense training session, four dragon warriors sat in the shadows of the castle courtyard, their bodies glistening with sweat. Their muscles bulged and rippled with every movement, a testament to their rigorous training and formidable strength.
Brian, the tallest and broadest among them, wiped the sweat from his chiseled chest. His piercing blue eyes scanned the courtyard, ever alert. Max, with his broad shoulders and powerful frame, leaned back against the stone wall, his intense gaze softened by a hint of curiosity. Tom, the youngest and leanest, flexed his rippling muscles as he caught his breath, his keen eyes sharp with contemplation. Kai, who had a broad smile plastered on his face, having the aura of one who is playful but yet with an aura and physique that is nothing less imposing, stretched his sinewy arms, the veins standing out prominently against his skin.
Kai broke the silence, his voice deep and thoughtful. "Have you all noticed it? There's something different about that new cleaner, Drew."
Max nodded, his gaze distant. "Yes, there's an aura around him. It's faint, but it's there. I can't quite put my finger on it."
Tom leaned forward, his eyes intense. "It's like... every time I see him, I feel this strange urge. Like I need to kneel or bow. It's unsettling."
Max's expression shifted to one of genuine admiration. "He's not just any boy, though. There's something almost princely about him. His movements are so graceful, and his demeanor so serene. It’s like he belongs to a world far different from ours."
Brian, who had been quiet until now, crossed his muscular arms over his broad chest. "I thought it was just me. There's something about him that commands respect, even though he doesn't realize it.
Kai, with a mischievous and cunning tone, smirked slightly. "Well, there's another thing you might not have noticed. I saw him in the bathhouse once. The kid is packing, if you know what I mean."
The others looked at Kai, surprised. Brian's eyes widened slightly, and Kai caught the briefest flicker of a reaction—Brian's gaze dropping momentarily to the ground as if trying to hide something.
Tom raised an eyebrow. "Seriously? Drew?"
Kai nodded, his smirk widening. "Yep. Quite a surprise, considering his size. You wouldn't expect it, but there it is."
Max chuckled, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Interesting. Our little cleaner has more to him than meets the eye."
Kai's gaze drifted to Brian, who was conspicuously quiet. He noticed the slight bulge in Brian's pants and couldn't resist teasing. "Hey, Brian, you okay there? Looks like someone’s a bit excited."
Brian's cheeks reddened slightly as he shifted uncomfortably. "Shut up, Kai. You talk too much."
Kai smirk suddenly grew much more bigger, his yellowish eyes glinting with mischievousness, "why are you behaving all of a sudden like a school girl who just heard about her crush...
...Don't tell me......don't tell me the big bad Brian secretly touch his ass to the thought of him..."
!!BANNM!!
and before you know it, Kai was rolling 5 meters away on the floor crashing to the wall with a fist mark on his face, this of course did not stop his mood, as he was laughing wildly as if he was high on drugs
"Relax man, am just joking." Kai said earning himself a snare from Brian. Looking at him one would notice that he sustained no injuries, the same couldn't be said for the wall though as there were large cracks everywhere.
Max cleared his throat, trying to steer the conversation back on track. "Anyway, we need to unravel this mystery. There's more to Drew than meets the eye. If he's truly special, we need to understand why and what it means for the kingdom."
Kai nodded, dusting his body, and walking back to the group without giving the cracks he made on the wall a second thought. "We should watch him closely. Observe his actions, see if anything unusual happens around him. We can't afford to ignore this feeling."
Max's gaze hardened with determination. "We'll keep an eye on him and see what we can find out. There'ssomething about Drew that's important, and we need to discover what it is."
As the four warriors parted ways, they all felt a sense of anticipation. Drew was more than just a palace cleaner, and they were determined to uncover the truth about his mysterious aura and unexpected attributes.
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On the setting of the highest echelon of the Kingdom, the dragon god emperor, Magnus, watched over his domain with a stern and authoritative air. His body, a masterpiece of rippling muscles and chiseled perfection, radiated power and dominance. As the strongest being in the world, no weapon could harm him, and no force could challenge him. Despite his god-like strength and fearsome reputation, Magnus harbored a secret desire that gnawed at his soul.
Magnus, the Dragon God Emperor, was madly in love with Drew right from first sight. The young twink, oblivious to his true nature and the emperor's feelings, occupied Magnus's thoughts day and night. The emperor's fear of overwhelming Drew with the intensity of his feelings made it impossible for him to openly reveal his affection; instead, he watched from afar, yearning for the day Drew would realize his own power and the bond they could share.
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Drew's POV
I wiped the sweat from my brow as I polished the marble floors of the dragon god emperor's palace. My delicate hands moved with practiced ease, but the task felt endless. The sprawling castle, a marvel of golden spires and crystal windows, seemed to grow larger each day. The grandeur of my surroundings did little to ease my weariness; I was but a lowly cleaner in this magnificent place, and every inch gleamed because of my meticulous efforts.
I was according to those annoying pricks, "a twink", my slight frame and youthful face the subject of endless teasing from the palace's dragon warriors. Though they were human in form, they possessed the strength, power, and durability of dragons. Tall, muscular, and imposing, they filled the castle with their boisterous laughter and intimidating presence. Their constant jests about my diminutive stature and my quiet demeanor only made me retreat further into myself, focusing solely on my work to avoid their attention.
"Hey, Drew!" one of the warriors called out as he passed by. "Maybe one day you'll grow some muscles to match that mop you're carrying."
Another laughed, "Don't worry, little one. If you ever need protection, just call us. Not that you'll need it—who'd bother with you?"
I kept my head down, cheeks flushing with a mixture of embarrassment and irritation. They had no idea how annoying their teasing was. Their arrogance, cockiness and blatant disrespect makes me really wish that perhaps someone bold enough should step up and decipline them on behalf of their parents...I mean is that too much to ask?
On this particular evening, I finished my cleaning duties and decided to check the emperor's private chambers. It was unusual for anyone to enter unbidden, but somehow I received an instruction straight from the king through that I have been given full access to every nook and cranny of the castle, being a cleaner comes with it's own benefit I guess, hence i wanted to ensure that everything and everywhere was perfect. As I approached the heavy oak door, I heard a low, rumbling moan from within. Curious and slightly concerned, I pressed my ear to the door.
"Ah, Drew," the voice inside groaned. "Take me... make me yours..."
My heart pounded in my chest. Was the emperor in distress? I started wondering if it's truly wise to be in the environment of anything capable of putting the mighty dragon king in an unfavorable situation. While contemplating whether I should get the guards, I decided to understand the situation a little more, although I'll be taking a risk, watching those beef heads make fun of me would be equally worse. I pushed the door open creating a little crack and peeked inside, only to give myself the biggest shock of my life.
Magnus, the fearsome dragon god emperor, lay sprawled on his grand bed, his muscular body glistening with sweat. His powerful hands roamed over his own body, squeezing his biceps and running down his eight-pack abs with a mighty veiny cock standing more erect than even the castle itself. His moans grew louder, echoing off the marble walls, and his words became more fervent, more desperate.
"Please, Drew," Magnus begged, while looking longingly at a picture of me on the wall, his voice thick with need.
"Dominate me. Take me hard."
My knees nearly buckled at the sight. The most powerful being in the world, the one everyone feared and revered, was pleasuring himself while moaning my name, the picture of me which I could swear I have no idea about seems to be staring directly at any who looks at it with nothing but pure arrogance, making even me doubt if I can pull that of. Magnus's words were raw and vulgar, each one striking me like a physical blow. I felt a mixture of shock and something else—something that made my skin tingle and my pulse race.
Before you know it, Magnus layed flat with his face down and his muscular backside facing up, his strong and bulging left hand slowly went up to his ass and started fingering his tight hole with his middle finger, while his right hand grabbed hold of his mammoth cock in an aggressive manner, as if his member is not made of flesh, in fact, there is indeed a chance it's not, but the point is, his actions caused every part of his body was bulging with pure muscles and strength.
"Ahhh!!, please Drew, fuck this king real hard uhhhh"
Unable to tear my eyes away, I watched as Magnus's movements became more frantic. The emperor's moans grew louder, more urgent, and the bed shook beneath his weight. I felt an overwhelming urge to flee, but my feet remained rooted to the spot. A part of me wanted to understand, to grasp why Magnus, of all people, would be doing this.
With a final, earth-shaking groan, Magnus reached his climax, his body convulsing with pleasure. My mind raced.
I am not a blind fool, the image of me on the wall and the emperor calling and begging me to fuck him is enough to tell me I have a role to play in this primal urge of his, and he desired me in a way. But how could this be? I was just a lowly palace staff, a nobody in this grand scheme of power and majesty. Aren't people of his calibre supposed to have disdain for the likes of me?
As Magnus lay panting, his eyes fluttered open, and he caught sight of me standing in the doorway. For a moment, time seemed to stand still. My heart hammered in my chest as Magnus's eyes widened in shock.
"Drew," Magnus breathed, his voice filled with a mix of fear like a kid caught red-handed with his hands on the cookie jar, and somewhat hope. "You... you saw?"
My mind spun. I had witnessed the unthinkable, and now I stood on the precipice of a revelation that could change everything. With two options presented before me, and I had to decide between: option number one, I confront the emperor about what I had just seen, or two, flee and pretend it never happened.
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