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Darius sat back and listened to Tobias speak.  He knew that as soon as the 'logger' read just one book, he would use both the refined language the Dragon King liked, and the simpler language of of loggers.  Tobias hated the language of the court and took comfort in the common words of the villagers.  Together they would find a well developed median.  

"As long as you like the comparison, I think I could learn to love hearing you describe yourself in that way."  He watched his cherished show off his muscles and laughed along with him as Tobias pushed his breasts forward.  They were growing in nicely, now as rounded as huge Christmas turkeys humans liked to eat during the winters.  "You are an amazing creature to behold, cherished."  

He covered Tobias' hand with one of his own tapping his finger tips over the mound.  "There are a number of ways to you to exercise.  You could cut down some of the smaller trees from the forest and bring it back here.  I know you found that work an effective way to keep your shape.  It kept your shoulders strong, and the fat from forming on your waist, hips, and thighs.  Couldn't help this backside."  He teased gently slapping the globe.  "Magic can help but it will not keep the weight off.  No your body would need to work.  You would grow mad sitting still after so many years of cutting trees."  

"I do like the name you picked.  Its the name of a man whose company you enjoyed and treated you with respect."  To prove his point, Darius spread his legs just a bit wider sitting his mate deeper onto his length before one hand went to the still growing breasts while the other traveled south.  He filled his grip with the hard flesh and began to stroke.  "I am honored you gave me that name."