Tseng wasn't silent as he watched the exhausted miqo'te stroke his cock. He whispered soft praise, gentle encouragement, and anything else he could think of to both push X'rhun farther along that path of pleasure while also tying his mental stability to Tseng. Perhaps even his emotional stability as well. Those were chains far stronger than any magitech collar and chemicals he could wrap around that slender throat and much harder to break.

Then X'rhun was coming with a soft sob, and Tseng tightened his grip on his pet as those knees wobbled. Smiling, Tseng shifted X'rhun enough to be able to scoop him up in his arms, gently carrying him into the bathroom where he easily got a hot bath started after putting X'rhun down on a padded bench. He returned to kneel before X'rhun, gently peeling the boots and then the stockings off of those legs. For a few moments, he managed X'rhun's feet as they were undoubtedly sore from being stuck in those boots for so long, but then he rose to his feet and unlaced the corset, putting it aside as well.

With the bath mostly full, Tseng lifted X'rhun and placed him in the hot water before climbing in and starting to gently wash his pet. He made sure every part of X'rhun was tended, even spreading his ass to ensure his hole was fine after the activity of the day. Once he was sure the miqo'te was clean, Tseng rinsed him off, lifted him from the tub to dry, and then carried him into the lush bedroom where he was tucked under the covers.

Tseng slid in behind his pet and wrapped an arm around his waist, pulling X'rhun back against him as he settled down. A soft almost loving kiss was placed just above the filigree collar. "Rest, my pet, and know you are safe."