Eli smiled stupidly at the feel of Astarion's lips on him, then shuddered slightly as those fangs touched his skin. There was a bit of fear at the thought, just because of the initial pain that would occur. The file said that vampire bites only hurt a little at first, and then numbed, at least.

The urge to pull Astarion close, press his face to his neck, came over him. The rational side of him knew that he was being seduced, and he was falling for it. But stars, it had been so long...

Even through his lusty haze, he heard Astarion's suggestions. "Hm... the bed, I think."

Tempting as it was to suggest something more adventurous, the bed sounded ideal at the moment. Lucky for them, the laundry crew was tight-lipped and Thrawn made sure they got the good detergent, so they wouldn't have to worry about suspicious stains.