"Mm... perhaps seeing you laid bare before me helped..." Thrawn still thought the curls were an attractive feature, accenting his ears and framing his lovely face rather well. Perhaps the comparison to art had also been one of the reasons Thrawn had allowed Astarion to seduce him.

Seeing where the man's hand went, Thrawn took his wrist and pinned it down next to his head on the pillow. He took over, wrapping long fingers around Astarion's cock, slicking it up with precum, and stroking it at an even pace. All the while he kept thrusting hard and fast into him, alternating between gasps and moans.

"You like how I feel, don't you?"