12-21-2015, 01:49 AM
"You have questions about this dream. Ask them, cherished." Darius offered. "I told you I would explain magic to you."
He couldn't make for Tobias to create a title for himself, something that compassed his role and when spoken would allow all to know just how important he was. 'Mother of dragons' was a temporary title, one that Darius offered and while it was true, the weight of the words didn't speak to Tobias. He would have to find the title he wanted to carry. "I will use brood mare when we are mating or want to mate," he conceded since he knew the human respected the title. "It will be between us, something only for the two of us and no one else." He would create his own title in time. He didn't need to rush.
Tobias seemed to be trouble keeping his thoughts together while his cock moved in and out of him. He liked having that kind of response. "Wouldn't you be miserable if you're bedridden? I'm sure we could find a way for you to get your exercise while you're heavy with children. I know I have something in the hoard. An inventor built a machine to worship Terrian. When we wake, we can search for it." His mouth dropped open in bliss when the image of Tobias' body, so heavy with future dragons filled his mind. His mate would be so dependent on him that Darius couldn't help but smile. His cherished's belly would make it almost impossible for him to move his legs. The thought thrilled him in ways he couldn't understand.
"Or perhaps you would grow stronger if you swung an axe with breasts," he squeezed Tobias' breasts now too big to fit in his hands for good measure. "Imagine how your shoulder and back muscles strengthened with every swing as they learned to compensate for the additional weight. Oh, I do like that idea of watching them grow when you're pregnant." He turned Tobias' head so they could look each in the eyes before his tongue parted his lover's mouth and rolled around inside ending the conversation for now.
He couldn't make for Tobias to create a title for himself, something that compassed his role and when spoken would allow all to know just how important he was. 'Mother of dragons' was a temporary title, one that Darius offered and while it was true, the weight of the words didn't speak to Tobias. He would have to find the title he wanted to carry. "I will use brood mare when we are mating or want to mate," he conceded since he knew the human respected the title. "It will be between us, something only for the two of us and no one else." He would create his own title in time. He didn't need to rush.
Tobias seemed to be trouble keeping his thoughts together while his cock moved in and out of him. He liked having that kind of response. "Wouldn't you be miserable if you're bedridden? I'm sure we could find a way for you to get your exercise while you're heavy with children. I know I have something in the hoard. An inventor built a machine to worship Terrian. When we wake, we can search for it." His mouth dropped open in bliss when the image of Tobias' body, so heavy with future dragons filled his mind. His mate would be so dependent on him that Darius couldn't help but smile. His cherished's belly would make it almost impossible for him to move his legs. The thought thrilled him in ways he couldn't understand.
"Or perhaps you would grow stronger if you swung an axe with breasts," he squeezed Tobias' breasts now too big to fit in his hands for good measure. "Imagine how your shoulder and back muscles strengthened with every swing as they learned to compensate for the additional weight. Oh, I do like that idea of watching them grow when you're pregnant." He turned Tobias' head so they could look each in the eyes before his tongue parted his lover's mouth and rolled around inside ending the conversation for now.