Thrawn hissed softly as Astarion dug into his thighs, again noticing just how strong he was for someone so skinny. The bruises would be hidden under his pants, so he didn't mind. That Astarion wasn't just laying there and taking it was very appealing.

"Then we will have to have a second date, then," Thrawn whispered with more dry wit. He pulled his head away slightly so he could smile down at his lover. "Keep it below the collar, if you please."

He shuddered as Astarion tightened around him, waiting until the elf's body got used to the stretch, before carefully pulling out halfway, only to thrust back in. He started slow and gentle, just warming them both up at first. Curiously, his finger traced the pointed tip of one of Astarion's ears.