[Regifortis]

Tobias felt his King's now monstrous erection poking into him as he was carried out of the chamber. He learned that, among the Dragon King's many amorous talents, Darius knew how to make a slap sting just enough to make him whimper. He didn't have the energy for that right now! He would burn away all the muscle he was building up, talk about a waste of time! But as he kept listening...and feeling nearly ready to go against his own thoughts at such a majestic and formal being talking dirty to him...

About that, actually. "I, uh...! *gulp* I get the feelin' yer not used to talkin' like this. But I'd like to think you're not doing it just for my sake. Give it a chance. I dunno, it's like...a different flavor. I love your pretty words, my King, but 'woodspeak' has its own charm, too, I think. Like your lust is takin' the spotlight when you talk. O-Or maybe I'm just givin' it all too much credit," he conceded as he felt the head of Darius's length jump from cheek to cheek in a well-timed flex of his King's lower muscle.

"How about this?" Tobias figured it would work out well enough. "I'd like to pick one book in particular, and take it to that hot spring. I'll read while I relax. And then I'll tell you about the game, but only then. How does that sound?"