[Regifortis]

Tobias wondered if he would ever grow complacent of the raw erotic power his mate wielded over him. Or vice versa. But thoughts like that ignored the kind of wholesome, existential joy that rocked his body time and time again with the beautiful Dragon King. To truly stimulate every part of him, and so lovingly, meant to have his whole being focused on nothing but desire in that moment. Being so pliant and helpless before his treasured, the one he trusted most; being so heavy with child and so, so big; having toys and cocks for his selfish indulgence at the mere mention; soft skin against hard muscle; this form of a man Tobias named himself...every single little idea of his cushy lifestyle compounded on him at once and so suddenly to make him see nothing but the stars in the dreaming worlds he visited with his dear husband. The father of their children.

His future.

His mind returned to him as the last spasms of climax ebbed away. No intention of a snappy comeback rested in his mind. He pulled his mate in for a kiss instead...one meant to last. One meant to melt away their concept of time until nothing but swollen lips told of what happened. That was how he ended each day with his King. He forgot it each time, because no figment of memory could even try to capture the full effect of what they had together. Even if it was mostly just a handjob...other forms of their love were simply longer and more agonizingly amazing. And to think they had barely started their lives together; it was all just baffling to him.