For a man who hadn't indulged in a while, Eli certainly had the technique down. But Astarion supposed that that wasn't the sort of thing one forgot. He groaned softly- apparently inclined toward being rather quiet even while being pleasured- fingers tightening briefly in the other man's hair as a shiver ran up his spine and his cock twitched in Eli's mouth, leaking precum onto his tongue.

"Ah-ah-" He chastised when he saw him reach toward his crotch, using his hold on his hair to pull him back and off of his cock. Astarion moved his hand curl a finger beneath his chin, while his thumb rested on his bottom lip. His hold was firm but not painful as he made the other man look up at him, "Perhaps you prefer the freedom to touch yourself as you want- but from how you've been reacting to my commands, you seem to prefer something of a firmer hand."

His tone was flirtatious- almost a purr, and those red eyes were darkened with lust, fixed on Eli's brown ones, "And if that's what you prefer, then we don't undress or touch ourselves until we've been given permission, now do we?"

Despite the fact that his words were purred, that was Astarion sussing out what sort of encounter the other man wanted this to be. And seeking his consent to lean domineering if that was what he preferred.