A laugh spilled out of Tseng at that nearly feral insult tossed his way, and while he didn't understand the language, he certainly understood the tone. It was clear that his little lesson this morning was sinking in, and X'rhun was realizing just how helpless he truly was in Tseng's care. The miqo'te wasn't leaving Tseng's side and his body was the Emperor's to do with as he pleased no matter what that might be.

When X'rhun came and begged for a moment, Tseng was feeling merciful enough to pause in his teasing, remaining seated in that slender body to enjoy the fluttering of muscles around his cock. He hummed and continued placing soft kisses on whatever skin he could reach, delighting in the arched neck that was offered up for his mouth.

"You may have your moment, sweet X'rhun," he murmured in an ear, delighting in the hot body pressed against his.