Thrawn cursed in Cheunh, something he seemed to be doing quite a bit today, so lost was he in pleasure that Basic kept escaping him. He allowed Astarion to move about, nodding as he finally settled and meeting each rock of his hips. With how Astarion was handling things, Thrawn could have just lay back and let the other man do all the work, but Thrawn wanted to contribute too. The room filled with obscene, wet slapping sounds as they moved together, thrusting and grinding.

He raked his fingers down Astarion's back, leaving more dull scratch marks on him.

Thrawn held back his orgasm, or at least made an attempt, not quite wanting this to end. In the end, it was futile, and he moaned Astarion's name as he climaxed, coming inside him yet again, feeling his semen leak out of the other and down his cock.