Eli notices where Thrawn's gaze goes, and he tilts his head to reveal it more, feeling a dull throb now that the endorphins are starting to ebb away. Reflexively, he strokes his fingers over it, shivering from the little twitch of pain and from how sensitive it is.

"Theoretically, if Kast had kept Figg from coming right before asking about it, he might have gotten away with it without even bribing him."

Eli laughs a little, fingertips falling away from the marks. He wonders what sorts of things that says to Thrawn about himself, though.

"I liked it when you bit me, too. Even as play, hearing you claim me was..." He swallows, his cock giving the faintest of twitches. His cheeks burn.

"Amazing, and arousing beyond measure."