Everything feels electric; fucking forward into Thrawn's fist and back onto his wet, hard cock has him floating and achingly grounded. With his lover's tongue in his mouth, he feels absolutely filled to the brim. He keens at the loss of the kiss, and he feels like, for a moment, his orgasm might subside.

Until his lover's moan echoes in his ear. With a strangled, wordless cry, his body obeys as if following a pulled string. More of that mess ends up on the wall, a gasp shuddering through him as more than one wave hits him after the first, initial release.