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[admiralchiss]

Thrawn knew he could trust Eli more than anything. Sending him onto the pirate vessel to pretend to be Horatio Figg showed that. Eli had performed beautifully, not just as Horatio, but after Thrawn's plan had truly begun. Clever Eli knew his friend so well, he knew exactly what to do when the time came, as Thrawn knew he would. How he loved that mind of his.

They're off duty now. As Admiral, Thrawn sets the schedule, and he thinks they deserve a little alone time. If anyone asked, he was just an Admiral who was making sure that his aide was alright, and was probably just staying for a game of dejarik.

Thrawn had sent Eli a single message, in Sy Bisti: "Come to my office. Bring Horatio's tunic."

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[admiralchiss]

"Do I truly arouse you that much?" The thought is almost flattering. Still, Thrawn meant his compliment, and in his mind it's a very high form of praise. Because Eli is someone to be appreciated and valued, just like a piece of art.

"Do you want me to carry you to the refresher and help you get cleaned up?"

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"...Yeah, you do. Although I can resist most of your charms when we're working." He touches their foreheads again, and gives their linked hands a squeeze.

"I'd like help getting cleaned up too, yeah. Um. And... carried."

His legs are still trembling a little. Looks like it'll take some time to subside. Potentially time that they don't have.

"I used to get shakes and muscle weakness like this in the past, but not usually this intensely."

Thrawn's technique and approaches, however, may very well change that to the norm.

"It'll subside within a few hours at most."

It might be best to save more intense rounds for the evening hours after their shifts.

[admiralchiss]

"I apologize for any discomfort I may have caused you. Perhaps we can work on your stamina for when we make love." It's both a suggestion and his way of saying they should have more sex in the future. He honestly hadn't intended to fuck Eli hard enough to make him able to barely walk.

Scooping Eli into his arms, he carries him back to his quarters and the attached referesher. They can gather up the costumes later. He places Eli inside the shower and gets in with him, turning the water on and gathering a cloth. He wets it under the spray before kneeling before Eli so he can start scrubbing him.

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Eli just pats Thrawn's arm for the apology, amusement in his gaze. All the same, he's more than willing to be carried, and in this gaze, further doted on.

His mind catches up with the words after a moment or so.

"By the way, you didn't cause me any discomfort. I just-- tend to get a bit limp-limbed after I get off particularly hard. I don't even have to be standing up or using my legs much to get that way."

Although embarrassed by the admission, the water feels good, and he complies with Thrawn's care for him, not wanting to interrupt his touch. Every so often, he checks the state of his legs, as if that might speed up his very much wanted recovery.

"But... I certainly won't say no to the suggestion at all."

He flashes Thrawn a warm grin and gently strokes his lover's cheek.

"So don't feel terribly bad about that, alright? I sure don't. B'sides, I invited you to be rougher. If anything, consider it me being a little short-sighted."

[admiralchiss]

Thrawn leans his face into the caress. "I live to please you. And, I suppose you did enjoy yourself." The hand not holding the cloth strokes Eli's thigh, before gently turning Eli slightly to the side so he can clean off his lover's back. Normally would have fully come inside Eli, but seeing as they were experimenting anyway, he figured he'd try something different.

Turning Eli back to his original sitting position, he begins to clean his leg where the Chiss' semen ran down his lover's leg.

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"Exactly." Eli replies, able to move enough to help Thrawn out with cleaning him up. Even so, feeling semen cleaned off of his back and down his leg has him flushing with a dull throb of arousal that's more mental than physical.

"Did you enjoy finishing on my back?" he asks, expression both warm and full of curiosity. "Or is inside better?"

Giving his lover's cheek another fond stroke with his fingers, his touch wanders down the side of his neck and along his shoulder.

[admiralchiss]

"Hm. While I did enjoy finishing on your body, I think I still have a preference for doing that inside of you." Thrawn gets the last bit of semen off Eli's leg, wetting the cloth again and wringing it out, before turning his attention to the bite marks he left. "Had we not broken character, I might have gone either way, and either listened to Figg's rule not to finish inside him, or Kast would have bribed him with extra credits for that privilege."

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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."

[admiralchiss]

A spot of bacta can clear up those bites, but Thrawn likes the idea of Eli keeping them and letting them heal naturally. Eli can go on duty as usual, while they both know what's under his clothes. Thrawn leans in to kiss the bite mark, then plants another kiss on his lover's jaw.

"I'd be glad to do it again. You are mine, Eli."

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Eli's breath hisses slightly at the contact to such a sore spot, but leans into the touch, and hums softly. He has enough capacity to blush at the comment.

"Well-- good. I'd like that."

His gaze flicks to Thrawn's lips, and then he gives in to the urge to kiss him again, threading his fingers through silken blue hair.

It feels even sweeter than usual to touch his lover in the moments where his afterglow lingers.

[admiralchiss]

Thrawn kisses back, cupping his lover's cheek in his hand and gently brushing his lips with his tongue. He doesn't take it much farther than that, and pulls away from Eli to reach behind him to turn off the water.

"Can you stand? I can carry you again if you cannot."

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"Well, no way to find out other than to try."

The warmth from the running water has helped, and Eli shifts his legs underneath himself, despite some lingering tremors. With effort, he pushes himself upright, instinctively reaching for his lover's shoulder for a little extra stability as he reaches his full height. His legs aren't shaking as badly, but it's still, well. Difficult.

"I think I can at least walk out of here." His lips purse. "...Maybe not completely unassisted."

[admiralchiss]

"Allow me," Thrawn briefly turns on the sonic function to dry their bodies of the water, so they don't have to spend time toweling themselves off. Once they're dry, he wraps his arm around Eli's waist and allows his boyfriend to lean on him.

Thrawn takes them both back to the bedroom and sits Eli back down on the bed. "You may rest for a moment."

He goes back to his office and calls for a cleaning droid to take care of the seed on the wall, before he gathers up the armor and other clothing, including the burnt tunic. When he returns to his bedroom, he puts the armor and civilian clothes back, and then lays the burnt tunic on the bed. He also takes his and Eli's uniforms from yesterday and lays them out on the bed as well.

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Eli's grateful for the help, sitting himself down on the edge of the bed with a sigh. Ugh, as great as he felt earlier, being so wobbly-legged right now is rather frustrating.

While he rests, he pulls one leg up and starts to knead at the underlying muscles, hoping that some attention will get him back to, well, not needing help to move around for the next hour, tops.

He still takes note of Thawn's movements, as well as their uniforms from yesterday. He can probably just leave the burnt tunic here today and move it later tonight.

....Maybe he should make a habit of leaving at least one clean uniform here.

[admiralchiss]

Still naked, Thrawn returns to the bed. "Allow me," Thrawn gently shifts Eli's body so that his legs are laying in Thrawn's lap. He gently takes one of Eli's legs and starts massaging it, rubbing his calf and gently massaging under his knee. He makes sure he's not too rough.

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The protest on Eli's tongue dies there when Thrawn takes matters into his own hands - quite literally speaking. There's honestly nothing technically wrong with Eli's legs - Eli thinks he almost remembers what exactly causes such a response, but isn't sure. Something about a hormone change, he thinks. He'll have to double-check sometime. But not now.

A particularly good rub along the underside of his knee makes him partially muffle a groan, in reflex. He hasn't exactly had the most time for some forms of self-care, but it still surprises him at how much tension is willing to loosen up under his lover's touch.

[admiralchiss]

Thrawn moves his hands up to Eli's thigh, making sure he keeps his hands away from any areas that might turn Eli on, and just tries to help Eli regain some strength in his legs. Though he can't help but plant a gentle kiss on Eli's knee while he's at it.

"You have very nice legs, my love."

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Any comment he may have for such praise falls short as his cheeks burn. His toes curl reflexively, as the dull urge to try to hide his legs wells up.

He visibly flusters, giving a little shake of his head.

"I don't-- think they're particularly of note," he manages to reply.

Honestly, he finds Thrawn's body more attractive than his own.

[admiralchiss]

"Do not be so modest. Everything about you is lovely," One of his hands leaves Eli's leg and strokes his arm, and then his face, stroking his cheekbone with a thumb. He then moves on to the other leg. "You are so much better than you give yourself credit for."

Eli is intelligent and handsome, and he set his own sights much too low. It's one reason Thrawn took him off the supply officer track. Well, that and so Thrawn could keep the other man by his side always.

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Uneasy with the praise, Eli's brow furrows a little.

"I don't think I'm being modest?" He's not really sure how to verbalize his protest beyond a token effort, because he can appreciate that Thrawn sees more in him than Eli himself can.

"But I can accept that you feel that way."

[admiralchiss]

"I would not say such things if I did not mean them or if they were untrue." Thrawn works on Eli's calf, cool hands running over the muscles. He truly believes that Eli's potential would have been wasted had Thrawn not come into his life, even if it hurt to see Eli react as he did to Thrawn's meddling. It made him upset at first when he thought that Eli didn't like him.

The hands move up to Eli's thigh. "How do your legs feel?"

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Eli remains quiet for now, only shaking his head at the comment. He knows Thrawn isn't one for false flattery nor untruths. It's just not easy for him to look at himself in the same way as he looks at others.

He shivers a little as Thrawn's touch moves up to his thigh, and then, at the words, tenses his legs up in an effort to simulate getting up. A few mild tremors hit his legs, but less than before. He knows he's no slouch at the gym. It just really is this that makes his legs rather wobbly.

"Seems there's some improvement."

He's more relieved that it doesn't seem like he's being a burden to Thrawn, even with their doubtlessly busy days ahead of them.

"They don't hurt or anything. And I appreciate this. You didn't have to."

To punctuate that he doesn't feel this is a bad thing, he offers Thrawn a wry smile.

"Though I'm not used to this. No one's rubbed my legs after before." Or worried if he was getting enough strength and stamina exercise.

[admiralchiss]

"I am glad to do so." And not just because he needs Eli on his feet when they finally report on duty. He just likes touching Eli a lot. He takes care of the people he loves.

Satisfied with his work, Thrawn gives Eli's thigh one last feather-light touch with his fingers before leaning against his headboard. "Take as much time as you need to rest."

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"Then... thanks. Ah. How long do we have until our shift starts?"

Because knowing himself, unless he actually struggles to take steps at that point, of which he has his doubts, he's definitely not going to call in if he can help it.

For now, he moves to curl up a little more with Thrawn opting to move next to him rather than rest on him.

[admiralchiss]

"We still have another hour." Thrawn wraps his arm around Eli, allowing the other man to lean on him. He intends to spend most of the hour with Eli. When he's with Eli, he doesn't have to be an Admiral. He can just be Mitth'raw'nuruodo.