[Regifortis]

Tobias already knew how that tongue felt on his hairy skin. But feeling it bare left the coarseness of it to stimulate every inch of flesh across which the giant muscle dragged. Mild, but invigorating. But it was still soft and warm. Just like the rest of his King: the harsh spikes and cool scales belied a gentleness and vigor to his affections. He was made for love just as much as for war.

"I would love for you to lick me, my King." He felt inexpressibly at ease...but he lightly shook his head and pointed to his soap-lathered face. "But let's take care of this first."