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It's Not a Software Glitch

Sometimes the crew of the Chimaera figured that high command sent them on missions to the Unknown Region just so they didn't have to acknowledge the alien Grand Admiral for a while. Thrawn just took such assignments in stride. Scouts had reported the discovery of a backwater planet near the Unknown Region, and their reports sounded rather strange. A world host to many different native sapient races, able to do strange things that science couldn't explain, which hadn't become space-faring or even technologically caught up to most of the galaxy.

Thrawn was to send a camera crew down to film the planet, both as intel and as potential propaganda material. 'See what these people are going through and how nice would it be if the Empire helped them?' and all that. Thus the Chimaera had taken residence over a large city, later identified as Baldur's Gate, much to the citizens' horror and awe. Apparently their world was no stranger to invaders from another realm.

It was during one of these filming sessions that the crew ran into a rather odd glitch. They filmed a small group of seven people, but only six were showing up on the camera. They could see the man with their own eyes, he was right there, and yet no matter what, he just wasn't showing up on camera. Immediately the group had gone to the tavern where they were staying and reported this to Thrawn. The only explanation was that it was a software glitch, unlike anything they'd seen before. That explanation didn't satisfy Thrawn.

Curiosity immediately piqued, Thrawn asked for a description of the man and the location of where they'd captured the footage, and off he went. He had a pair of Death Troopers, in civilian clothes, nearby just in case, and Thrawn himself wore a hood and sunglasses, which did little to hide his alien features.

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Astarion wasn't sure his brand of seduction worked on everyone- nor that his looks did even if he was fully aware that even as elves went, he was quite beautiful. But it was still good to have it reconfirmed that people outside of Toril wouldn't respond with torches and pitchforks and sharpened stakes. Or drag him out into the sun to burn.

Nothing to ponder now though, as his lips curled into a smile.

"I might just take you up on that."

Thrawn had already more or less guaranteed him frequent meals, of course, but it was nice to have someone else also offer their neck.

And given that he could see that Eli had anticipated a kiss, he obliged, leaning in to capture his lips.

They would be working closely together. It would be nice if their relationship was decent.

Eli closed his eyes once more, leaning into the kiss, relief flowing through him at getting that small bit of satisfaction. Astarion kissed good. Eli was years out of practice, but he tried not to think about that, and just let himself enjoy this.

Thrawn could call on him at any time, but Eli couldn't bring himself to care at the moment.

Feeling daring, Eli did what he'd wanted to do before, and gently ran his fingers through Astarion's hair, tracing his curls.

Astarion brought his hands up- cupping the other man's face but also making him tilt into the kiss- gently guiding him as he deepened it, running his tongue over his bottom lip before teasing at the delicate skin there with a sharp fang.

He breathed out through his nose at the touch to his hair- a pleased little noise to indicate that it was fine for Eli to bury his fingers in them if he wanted to.

A lot of people seemed to be fascinated by his curls and Eli was no exception, apparently.

Eli was a little out of practice with kissing- a lot like Thrawn, really- but Astarion was very good at it. And happy to remind him how it was done.

Eli moaned into the kiss, parting his lips and allowing Astarion entry, fingers tightening in his hair. His tongue met Astarion's, tentatively touching and stroking it. Even if he was out of practice, he was a quick learner.

Images of Astarion tearing his clothes off and ravaging him filled his thoughts. He chalked it up to Astarion's beauty and the fact that it had been a while since he'd gotten laid.

He only broke the kiss when he needed air, and even then he kept close. Close enough that his lips brushed Astarion's as he spoke. "Stars, but you are gorgeous."

A shiver ran down his spine as fingers tightened in his curls. Much like Thrawn had been, it felt like Eli was somewhat touch-starved too, judging by his reaction to the kiss. A consequence of their chosen professions, perhaps. And the way their society seemed to be quite rigid and proper compared to what he was used to. On Toril, Astarion was certain that people found ways to fool around even when on duty.

Didn't seem to be the case as much here. Time would tell.

As Eli broke the kiss to breathe, Astarion wasn't entirely unaffected himself- a dusting of a rather charming pink over the tips of those pointed ears- but he certainly had kept his cool more than the human had. His lips curled into a pleased smirk at the compliment- because he really was gorgeous and more people should say that- leaning in for a quick peck so as to not stop the other man from catching his breath, "You should see yourself right now. Utterly charming."

He tilted his head, "And thinking dirty thoughts, I think, judging by how your heart is racing."

Fraternizing was generally frowned upon within the Empire, even if some officers and ensigns found a way to get off anyway. Between his Wild Space roots and connections to Thrawn, he hadn't exactly been very popular and nobody was lining up to sleep with him. Even if Thrawn was a Grand Admiral now, Eli found that a lot of the men on the ship weren't up to his standards.

But Astarion, something about him just made Eli stir. Like he was worth getting in trouble over.

He smiled at the kiss, and leaned in to peck his lips right back. "That obvious huh? I uh... it's been a while."

"I'm sure it'd be less obvious to someone without my advantages," Astarion said, looking entirely amused. He could hear the rush of blood and the beating of his heart, after all. One of the the few benefits to being a vampire- depending on who you asked, of course.

It was distracting sometimes. Depending on how hungry he was at the time.

At the moment though, it was amusing.

The corners of his lips quirked up into a smile as he leaned in to press another kiss to his lip, then to his jaw, then to his neck- tilting his head just so to tease at his skin with those sharp fangs just above where he could feel his pulse.

"Here, then?"

That voice of his oozed seduction, and he lifted his head just slightly to look up at the other man with half-lidded eyes, "Or shall we break in the bed and mess up the sheets you only just got done putting on?"

His smile turned somewhat more playful, "Of course I'm open to suggestions too."

On the floor, against the wall. He wasn't picky. Well, he was but not about this.

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.

"The bed it is," Astarion hummed, pulling away from him to stand up only to reach down and grab Eli by the thighs to pick him up- encouraging him to wrap his legs around his waist so that he could carry him over to the bed- setting him down on it and pushing him back so that he could crawl over him and slip between his legs, firmly pushing them apart with a knee.

While he kept himself braced with one hand, the other moved to tug at Eli's clothes to work the collar of his uniform open at least while his mouth found its way back to his neck- kissing and nipping at the skin and seeking out where he was most sensitive.

Maybe he should actually check that they had lubrication on hand for later, but for now he was quite content with continuing as he was.

He had a vial of it in his bag if nothing else and it wouldn't be the first time if he had to pad naked across a room to fetch lubrication mid-foreplay if it came to that.

Eli took the hint and wrapped his legs around Astarion, admiring his strength. All too glad to let Astarion take the lead, he lay back and allowed himself to be undressed. Tilting his head back, he gasped softly as Astarion hit particularly sensitive spots, such as the junction between his jaw and his neck.

"There should be lube in one of the desk drawers," He whispered in between moans. "Sometimes guests bring a lover or spouse."

Stroking Astarion's arm, he asked, "Could I suck your cock?"

Working the top of his uniform open, he ran his hand down along Eli's chest- setting his nails on edge to drag over his skin while his mouth continued trailing kisses over his neck- working sharp fangs over those sensitive spots to make him shiver and moan. Leaving marks along his skin and soothing with his tongue.

He slid his knee up further so that he could settle flush against the other man- happy to be a tease, though he stilled when Eli spoke so that he could lift his head to look at him.

"My my, aren't you forward," He purred, "How do you want me then? On my back or sitting on the edge of the bed so you can be on your knees?"

Astarion would happily be in control either way but he figured he should let him choose at least that.

Eli cursed softly as Astarion used his teeth, grateful that these suites always had a bacta kit in the refresher. He made a mental note to restock it later, because he assumed that Astarion would be making full use of those teeth at some point.

"I mean, you'll have plenty of chances to have me on my back, and even tease me some more," Eli pointed out, stroking a finger up and down Astarion's shoulder. "I think I'd like you sitting on the edge, so that I can get on my knees." And that way either of them could get the lube once they were ready for more.

Astarion let out a hum of approval- he shifted again so he could sit back on his knees- lifting Eli with him so the other man was in his lap, grabbing him by the thighs to carry him with him so that he could sit on the edge of the bed. Releasing his thighs, he moved his hands up to cup his face so that he could pull him down into a gentle kiss.

Almost loving, even.

Astarion had had a lot of practice with that, after all.

He pulled his hands way then to rest them down on the bed, "Go on then. On your knees."

There was a slight note of command in his voice- though mostly it was just husky and seductive. He'd save anything entirely too domineering until he knew whether or not Eli actually liked that.

Eli continued to be amazed at what a good kisser Astarion was. It more than made up for Eli's rustiness.

A small thrill went through Eli at the command, making his groin stir. Stars, he hoped Astarion did that some more as they continued. Eli was sure that if Astarion wanted, he could convince the Emperor himself to cede the throne to him.

Wordlessly, he slid off Astarion's lap and got down on his knees, all the while looking up at Astarion through his lashes. Fingers ran along the other man's thighs, going to his pant laces, which he deftly untied. Eager to see more of him, Eli removed the man's shoes, setting them aside, before opening the crotch of his pants. He took a small moment to admire his undergarments before lowering both pants and underpants, so as to free his cock.

Taking his member in hand, Eli kissed the head softly. Lips then trailed down the shaft, and licked a stripe along the underside, before swirling his tongue across the tip.

Someone was certainly eager. Astarion was almost surprised that Eli managed to work his pants open so easily given that the way his outfit was laced was likely as foreign to him as the uniforms were to Astarion. He said nothing of the sort, of course- moving to let the other man pull his pants and underwear down more easily and hissing softly as his cock sprung free, before settling on the bed again.

He moved one hand to rest back against the bed so he could brace himself on his arm, the way he sat making the muscles of his stomach flex rather enticingly, and he spread his legs to allow the other man easy access.

The vampire breathed out through his nose as warm fingers wrapped around him, a shiver running up his spine at the feel of those lips and that hot tongue dragging up along his cock. His eyes remained open though, that red seeming darker with lust, and his free hand came to rest on the back of Eli's head, fingers curling lightly into his hair- allowing him free rein for now but with the implication being that Astarion could take that control from him.

"Good boy," He purred- offering him just a little bit of praise too to see whether or not he liked that as well.

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.

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Human hands were hot, human mouths even more so. Fingers twitched slightly in Eli's hair as Astarion closed his eyes and breathed in deeply, tilting his head back to let the breath back out slowly. Looking back down at the other man, he smirked- "There's a good boy, darling. Now, faster."

Praise purred softly, followed by a sharp command, as long fingers tightened in dark hair- not yet pushing Eli's head down, but using his grip to further punctuate that he could.

And since Eli had been kind enough to remove his shoes, he could also move a foot to run up along his inner thigh- trailing it threateningly close to that bulge in the human's pants. Astarion wasn't just going to sit there and take it without riling the other man up in return, after all. He could multitask.

Eli hummed around Astarion, sending faint vibrations through his length, and did as told, bobbing his head faster and making obscene wet sounds. His tongue stroked the bottom of Astarion's cock with each thrust of Eli's head. His hand trailed from the base of the shaft to Astarion's balls, massaging them gently with his thumb.

He let out a muffled moan at the pressure to his groin, making his own cock twitch. He could feel himself starting to ache for touch. Deft fingers went to his crotch and opened the fly of his pants.

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.

Eli let out a small groan as Astarion pulled him off his cock. Much as he wanted to pull the thumb into his mouth or run his tongue across the pad, he kept still. That purr in his voice, it made Eli's loins stir even more.

Eli had never thought of himself as someone with a domination/submission kink, or as someone who liked taking orders in bed. But he couldn't deny that he liked it and there was something erotic about letting another dominate him.

"Yes, sir." His hand went away from his crotch and settled on Astarin's thigh. "I won't touch myself unless you say so. I won't do anything without your permission."

"There's a good pet," Astarion purred, happy to dominate since Eli hadn't indicated that he disliked it. He brushed the pad of his thumb against his lower lip, "Now, if I do something you don't like, then you tap my thigh or side three times, understand?"

Given that Eli's mouth would soon be occupied again. Technically they should have had this chat before even starting, but it wasn't like Astarion had known quite how quickly things would move. And there had been a time where worrying about things like this hadn't been a luxury afforded to him- where seduction had been for something else.

Now he could though. He could ensure his partner enjoyed themself. He could enjoy it, too.

Tilting Eli's head back further, he leaned forward to press a kiss to his lips, moving his hand away from his chin to rest on the back of his head again, "Now nod for me, and then put your mouth to good use again, darling."

"Understood," Eli also thought that perhaps they should have discussed this before, but he hadn't exactly been planning to have sex. He'd thought he wouldn't like the ambassador that Thrawn had insisted on bringing on board, and that it would be a chore to have to put up with some politician. But Astarion was just so beautiful, and pleasant and outright seductive.

He returned the kiss, brief as it was, and nodded his head at Astarion's command. Tilting his head back down, he brought Astarion's cock back into his mouth and resumed the fast and even rhythm that he vampire had liked. As ordered, he kept his hands away from himself, keeping his left hand on the other man's thigh while his right hand wrapped around the base of the cock.

Astarion groaned as Eli took him back into his mouth, fingers twitching briefly in his hair, letting out a shaky breath as he began bobbing his head again and building back up to his previous pace. Between the heat and slickness of his mouth and tongue it didn't take long before he was leaking precum into the other man's mouth again, bracing himself with his free hand to lean back- head tilting back as his eyes closed to just let himself enjoy it for a moment.

The feeling of that mouth, the slickness of his tongue. Even the way he was breathing through his nose and the pounding of his heart in his chest. He wondered if the human would get even more excited if he kept praising him.

"There's a good boy," He praised, tightening his grip on Eli's hair, "Good boy... Now, try to take me deeper, darling..."

Praise and encouragement always did seem to be a potent mix- and he brought a foot up between the other man's legs again- trailing it up and down along his inner thigh, bringing it teasingly close to where the other man's cock was straining against his underwear and his now unzipped pants. Even with the relief of the fly being open, Astarion imagined it had to be feeling quite tight regardless.

Eli moaned around Astarion again each time he was praised, at one point even pulling all the way off to lick the tip clean of precum before diving back down. Interesting how his precum didn't have some weird taste to it. He took Astarion into the back of his throat, which made him gag a little at first, before he relaxed into it.

A shudder ran through him as Astarion's foot crept towards his cock, straining against the regulation underwear. He had to resist the temptation to squirm into the feel of Astarion's toes or shift so that he was making more direct contact. He didn't even dare to take his hands off Astarion so that he could pull his garments down.

Though Astarion was inclined toward being quieter during sex, there was no mistaking the way he sighed and hissed as being pleasured. His fingers tightened in Eli's hair as he tilted his head back and closed his eyes, letting out a shaky breath and quiet little moan as Eli took him into his throat.

"You're doing so good for me, darling... You're putting that pretty mouth of yours to such good use," He purred, continuing to praise him given that it seemed he enjoyed that if the way he moaned was any indication.

He kept rubbing his foot up and down along the inside of the man's thigh too- until he finally decided to relent a little on the teasing- lifting his foot up a little higher so he could press the sole of it against where Eli's cock was straining against his underwear. A bit of pressure against that part of him that was just begging for attention.

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