[Regifortis]

Tobias's nipples had never been harder or more sensitive in his life. His King constantly suckling from them, gorging himself on the milk that seemed to flow freely from them, licking and sucking on them like he sucked on Tobias's cock in that reading challenge; he really started to believe there wasn't a single sex act that his mate couldn't perform masterfully. He felt the friendly tap of his King's tail against his hole, and his breath hitched. It was like an unexpected visit from an old friend, wanting to revive old memories of the white-hot, wall-slamming sex they had back in the day.

"I'm sure our whelps will enjoy it, then! I-I might need to be milked like a cow to make sure they all get enough." He reached down and stroked his mate's tail, feeling its warmth and slick scales thoroughly. A perfect temperature to feel like it was a part of him, and smooth enough to slip in like it belonged. "I hope I wouldn't make any other mothers jealous, though. Male or female. I feel like it wouldn't be a fair competition..." Was he bragging? It sure felt like he was. But it also felt completely true.