Blue with Envy

[ubuphaka]

While the affair at a particular senator's estate on a lush green planet had been a demonstration of political power, and there certainly had been a good deal of artwork for Thrawn to look at (all of it picked out to show possession of the planet, ownership, the tendency to collect novel and unique things), there'd also been a few not-so-subtle attempts by the senator in question to convince Eli that he would be better suited working for someone more human. The woman's hands had been on him repeatedly--fixing his collar, fluffing his hair, brushing his sleeve. If humans were capable of scent-marking, Eli would have come home smelling like that woman. As it was, the cloying thick floral perfume she wore lingered on his uniform.

The party's end meant that Eli and Thrawn could retreat to the guest room where they'd be staying the night. They'd so thoughtfully been provided separate beds, one clearly larger and more luxurious, intended for the ranking officer. Eli moves to stand beside the other bed, unfastening his jacket.

"Did...you enjoy the party?"

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[admiralchiss]

Thrawn pulls his face away, leering down at Eli. Much as he wants to grind against his lover, he keeps his hips still for now. He wants to make Eli wait for it, until Thrawn deems him worthy of more.

A finger runs along Eli's jawline. "Tell me again who you belong to."

[ubuphaka]

"I'm yours, always yours. Your aide, your partner, your translator. Your human, and I damn well always will be."

His dark eyes meet Thrawn's red, as he grabs Thrawn's wrist and tries to tilt his head so he can suck on that finger playfully.

[admiralchiss]

"Yes, you are mine. Ch'eo," He allows Eli to suck on his finger, eyes glittering. "No matter what, you will always be mine." While he's at it, he slides another finger into Eli's mouth. His other hand digs into Eli's thigh, like he's staking a claim on him even further.

[ubuphaka]

Humans can't purr, but Eli lets out a low, throaty rumble that Thrawn can feel in those two fingers, a soft mmmm that approximates the same idea. There is nothing that feels so secure as being held tight and used. Nothing that makes him feel so worthy of being wanted.

[admiralchiss]

When Thrawn first came to the Empire, he didn't expect to find affection with anyone. He especially never expected to find it outside his own species. Thrawn may look human, but then you get into the little details that reminds one that Thrawn's still an alien. Thrawn can't help but marvel that he and Eli's species look so similar, yet are undeniably different.

That Eli likes him too, and isn't put off by him being an alien, it makes Thrawn feel warm inside.

"You enjoyed having me in your mouth," It's not a question. Slowly, the fingers thrust in and out of Eli's lips, much as he'd done with his cock earlier. "You liked having me claim you that way."

[ubuphaka]

"Yeah."

Okay, that's more of a soft, muffled yeh around the fingers, as Eli sucks harder on them, lips closing more tightly.

How could he be put off by the alien nature of Thrawn, when the Chiss has become his lodestar, the center of his universe, the place all roads end and what his heart calls home?

[admiralchiss]

"Good. Because I'm just getting started," Sliding his fingers out of Eli's mouth, Thrawn trails those fingers down Eli's leg, stopping near his ass.

"Tell me who you want, Eli."

[ubuphaka]

"I want you. I want you to take me apart. Please. Please, Thrawn."

He's not ashamed to beg, his hips bucking slightly to try and get more of a physical reaction from Thrawn.

[admiralchiss]

"Well, since you asked so nicely," He leans in and bites Eli's lip, before kissing him softly. All the while he reaches into the bedside table and pulls out a tube that he placed in there earlier, when they were first brought to the room before the party.

Because of course Thrawn brought lubricant, on the off chance that he and Eli felt like doing this very thing. He even had the foresight to put it within easy reach.

[ubuphaka]

On the one hand: this level of foresight and planning is typical of Thrawn.

On another hand: is he really that fucking predictable? Okay, probably, yes.

On a third hand: he should have been the one to remember. What kind of aide is he?

And on the fourth and final hand of this sex-deity that is being worshipped here tonight, Eli literally wriggles with eager anticipation.

[admiralchiss]

Thrawn smiles down at Eli, seeing how eager he is and relishing the sight. "Our host could never dream of seeing you like this. Nor could anyone other than me."

He squirts a couple of dabs of lube onto his fingers and reaches down to circle Eli's entrance, getting it nice and slick. His finger teases at Eli's opening, letting Eli squirm some more, making him wait for it, letting the anticipation build, before finally sliding it inside of him.