[Regifortis]

The pulsing of the cocks within Tobias made him stifle a scream of delight, but the words troubled him nevertheless. Was he moving too fast? Going with the crazed emotion that possessed him seemed like the only option. And he certainly got rewarded for it. But he was expected to serve the king of dragons...his own pleasure was a way to serve him, but that wasn't the same as indulging wildly, was it?

And becoming complacent to these new feelings didn't sit well with him. He wanted to always feel this amazingly full and carefree. He wanted to never worry about the mundane world of loggers and royal land use regulations again. Even his wife seemed like a hazy memory with the King doting on him. All this new emotion rattled him as much as it molded him...so maybe it was like when he became a father. He was awkward at first, but he learned his role well.

The realization that his King was accommodating him, eagerly or not, left him feeling embarrassed. He tried to fit into his role too quickly, and he got confused. It took time to learn, like it took time to sink onto the shafts that defiled him so deliciously.

"I-I'm sure my King's treasures will be right joyful in me. I just got a mite greedy. I reckon...I reckon I'll calm down, and I can learn how to please yo--AAAH!--all the better for it." An irreverent tug on the clamp cut him off. "I-I know I'm not one to make demands, but please be patient with me."