Eli couldn't help but think that it was a good thing he came from a backwater planet, where most clothing still used buttons and zippers, and sealing strips were something of a luxury. Otherwise he might have fumbled with Astarion's pants.

At the praise, his own cock twitched in the confines of his pants. He smiled up at Astarion, brown eyes filled with desire.

His tongue gently prodded the slit, before he took the tip into his mouth, sucking on it gently, keeping his hand at the base of the cock. He kept his head still for a few seconds, teasingly, before slowly sliding his lips up and down the shaft. Slowly, teasingly, like he was daring the vampire to do something about it.