Kostya didn't like the fact that Noctis didn't struggle or run his mouth, something that he thought he would never happen. It just showed how serious this was. Holding him close with gentle arms, the alpha carried him up from the basement and into the master bedroom. He paused long enough to grab a throw blanket before moving to the connecting bathroom. Setting the weredragon down, he removed what was left of his clothing before wrapping the blanket around him.
"That was my favorite shirt," He said lightly, giving the boy a soft smile. Walking over to the antique claw foot tub, Kostya turned on the water making the temperature as warm as the two of them could comfortably handle. The weretiger then stripped off his own clothing but left on his boxers before going back to his slave.
"We're going to get you warmed up." He said in a gentle voice, picking the boy up again. He carried the dragon over to the tub and stepped in the steaming water, settling them so Noctis was able to sit and lean back against him. "In no time you'll be throwing insults and taking swings again"