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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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.

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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