"The moonstones on that goblet really did match your hair well, as did the rubies with your eyes."

He felt Astarion tense at the penetration and paused once he was inside him, letting the elf get used to him. Based on his earlier actions once they were alone, and the way he reacted to this, Thrawn was correct in his assumption that Astarion didn't bottom very often. He would have to make it feel extra good then.

Feeling the teeth on his neck again, Thrawn whispered. "Bite me."

Foolish perhaps, but Thrawn was feeling kinky, having not let himself indulge in this for so long.