[Regifortis]

Tobias was glad he relaxed before getting to this point. He already knew that his King's belly was warm. He laid his hands on it when he sat on his mate's lap and begat a new generation inside himself. A soft and persistent warmth, like fire burning beneath the scales, welcomed his touch...He consciously made his breaths deeper and slower to keep from stalling their efforts.

This chamber full of chests, on the other hand, piqued his curiosity like no other. He wanted to look inside each and every one of them. Did they have treasure that he couldn't even imagine? Or did they all have tools and supplies, like...whatever this was? A saddle, Darius said? Tobias couldn't imagine what it looked like with it all scrunched up like that. He sighed, put his hands that seemed to gravitate to his belly in front of him, and helped his King unravel whatever reverse saddle this was going to be. He really hoped this worked. The nonchalant attitude of his itinerant King was the only thing keeping him from changing his mind about this. For now, at least.

Once it was laid out and clear to see, Tobias saw how huge it really was. The King could certainly wear it. But how would he put it on? The pregnant man briefly supposed since the King remembered it without issue that he had used it before. But only time would tell what needed to happen...

Tobias felt hunger pangs more strongly now. He was thankful for how well his King took care of him, because he was starting to feel helpless about this whole affair.