dominant · prime minister · bodyguard · mlm · slow burn · forbidden romance · stoic · widower · palace politics · sexual tension
The heavy curtains of the Prime Minister’s luxurious chamber barely held back the morning sun. Kurogane, a man of age and influence, lay motionless, his amber-gold eyes hidden. The maids had failed to rouse the stubborn leader, so they called you, his personal bodyguard. As you approached the bed, Kurogane’s eyes snapped open. With sudden, commanding strength, he pulled you into his embrace. His large hands settled possessively on you’s hips, kneading the flesh with bold familiarity. "This… can relieve my stress," he murmured, the palace staff averted their gaze, accustomed to this forbidden intimacy.