"Aren't you eager?" Astarion teased, a slight twitch of his brow indicating that he wasn't all too pleased with Thrawn pulling away from his neck so soon, though he didn't comment given that he was certain the man intended to get back to it soon enough.

He wrapped his legs around him then- so he could free up both hands while still keeping Thrawn against him- and moved his hands to help him with the clasps and buttons of his outfit. Given how quickly and easily he did it, it was easy enough to assume that he was fairly used to undressing himself even when entangled with a partner- though that was nothing to ponder now.

He was perhaps a bit slimmer beneath than one might expect- a frame that suited the rogue that he was- but that skin was pale and cool to the touch. It did seem like he took as much case to keep his body without scars as he did taking care of his hands as his skin was soft and without any blemishes- though of course unbeknownst to Thrawn, that was only true when one looked at him from the front.

"Not that I mind. It's rather endearing."