boxofmisfits | 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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"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.

Eli gasped around Astarion, pausing in what he was doing, taking his mouth off to moan "Oh fuck..." Beneath Astarion's foot, his cock twitched, eager for more stimulation. His hands trembled, wanting to touch himself, touch Astarion, just touch more in general.

Not wanting to leave the other man hanging, he dove back down and sucked more vigorously, bobbing his head up and down, tongue stroking the vampire with each thrust of his head. All the while his hand cradled Astarion's balls, gently massaging them to provide extra pleasure. He was but a servant to the beautiful man before him.

It's Not a Software Glitch

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