[Regifortis]

Tobias cursed in his mind. He forgot to add 'no talking'. Well, it was too late now. He focused on the passage in front of him...he wasn't sure if he was capturing the spirit of all this well or anything, but it was all part of the game. He couldn't see his mate's face or see what he thought about it. He was too focused on the pages. This next entry seemed to be a few days after the last one.

"Construction of the new temples and the theater are going well. My men are.....a-are ecstatic at the prospect o-of seeing a play of worship! A-and I," Breathe, BREATHE. Pull the groin back. "And I got wind of some new scripts, as well. I'm glad I could introduce this creative form of devotion to these...H-HEATHENS and urge them to reconsider their folly." As much as he didn't want to admit it, sure enough, his King had experience with this kind of service. He forced himself to keep reading as his mate deep-throated him: "THE PLAYS THEMSELVES...always get little humans in droves, the cute things. They're eager to...t-to...! To put on a show for me and my kin, a-and partake in pleasures of the flesh among themselves!" Pull the groin. Raise the brow. Restraint, restraint! "And I am confident that Bosnia will be no different."

Tobias looked how much of the chapter was left. Oh, shit...it seemed to be getting raunchy, too...