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thrawns-babygirl · 9 months

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Stake Out (Thrawn x GN!Reader 18+)

YALL! This idea was floating around my head for so long because there is a severe lack of Ascendancy Era!Thrawn x reader content but while I was writing this fic I seem to have forgotten how to write? IDK I think this is self indulgent as fuck lmao hope u enjoy this garbage <3

Synopsis: Mid Captain Thrawn has been making eyes at the human pathfinder that navigates the Parala from time to time, totally sick of them on her bridge, Senior Captain Ziara sends them off on a mission to work out their tension.

Rating: E (18+) Warnings: Unprotected sex, creampie, alien dicks, virgin!Thrawn Word Count: 2800+

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You had no idea what you were doing out here. Then again, a pathfinder isn’t really supposed to ask about the specifics of their commissions. You go where the clients tell you, don’t speak unless spoken to, collect your pay and head back to the station. That’s it.

That doesn’t stop you from being the tiniest bit curious about why you were ordered to accompany a single officer out into, what appears to be, the middle of nowhere.

You’ve worked with the Chiss before, more times than most of your compatriots, given that you tend to actually enjoy working with a species that most other pathfinders consider to be stuck up and unbearable. You enjoy how efficiently they seem to work; you enjoy listening to them speaking Cheunh around you, the language seemingly incredibly complex but it has an almost melodic quality that enraptures you every time you hear it.

And on some level, you will admit to yourself, you find them dangerously attractive.

You’re lost in thought as you stare out the viewport, thinking about the number of times senior captain Ziara has requested specifically you for whatever voyage the Parala needs to take, she’s always been nice to you, accommodating even. A far cry from how your other pathfinders often describe the Chiss.

You’re shaken from your musings as you hear Cheunh spoken behind you, the pleasant-sounding language bringing a smile to your face as you turn to look at the other occupant of the small shuttle.

Mid captain Thrawn is sitting against the hull, questis in hand as he makes what you assume to be a routine check in to his ship and his commander. You hear who you think is senior captain Ziara on the other end before he finishes what he’s saying and looks over to you, fixing you with that enchanting glowing red gaze. You feel your cheeks warm as you turn back around in your seat and return to staring out into space, quite literally.

“I apologise if you are bored” accented Minnisiat forces your gaze over towards the mid captain again as he rests on the floor of the ship, back against the hull, looking relaxed. You give him a warm smile and reply “Oh no, don’t worry about me, it’s not the first time I’ve been in one place for a while”.

His lips quirk in a small smile as he looks back down at his questis, seemingly done with the conversation. Inwardly, you groan in frustration. You’d been admiring the mid captain from afar for a while now, every time the Chiss request a pathfinder from your station you jump at the opportunity. Hoping that you would be able to work with him again, hoping to see his sharp cheekbones and hear his gorgeous voice and watch his lips as they wrap themselves around those Cheunh words you so desperately want to understand. And now you’re here with him, totally alone for the foreseeable future and you have no idea how to interact with him.

You look behind you again, craning your neck around the large, tall backed navigators chair to look at him again. He looks so invested in whatever he’s doing on his questis it almost feels rude to interrupt him.

“What are you looking at?” you ask before you can talk yourself out of it and he turns to face you. He doesn’t seem annoyed or offended you interrupted him so that’s a good start.

“Vagaari art” He replies simply, his focus returning to his questis “You are welcome to join me if you are bored”.

Trying not to seem too eager, you get to your feet and walk towards where Thrawn is sitting. As you approach you notice he’s spread out what appears to be a bedroll and some blankets beneath him to cushion the hard metal of the hull. Taking a seat next to him on the bedroll you lean towards him to gaze at his questis.

He seems to stiffen slightly as your shoulders touch and in the dim light of the shuttle you aren’t sure if you see a dusting of purple over his high cheekbones or if you’re just imagining things. Shifting slightly closer so that your sides are pressed together you begin asking him about each piece of art he flicks through.

He’s actually incredibly open to talking to you about it, more open than you thought he would be. He enthusiastically explains each piece he shows you, you don’t fully understand everything, but his eagerness is contagious and you find yourself smiling and becoming wrapped up in each painting and tapestry he has saved to his device.

You lean further into him, the warmth of his body radiating even through the course material of his CEDF uniform. Your hand brushes his thigh and you hear his voice catch as he explains the nuance of the composition of a specific piece. You think he’s going to ask you to move away, give him back his personal space, so it surprises you when he moves closer to you, his body pressing slightly tighter against yours.

Now it’s your turn for your breath to hitch. Testing the waters, you decide to be a bit bold and place your hand on his thigh. The usually entirely composed Chiss stumbles over his words for a moment before clearing his throat and continuing with what he was saying, his hand coming to rest on your thigh as he speaks.

He seems to be following your lead, what you do, he mimics. Testing this theory, you begin rubbing small circles on his thigh with your thumb and sure enough Thrawn begins to do the same.

Interesting… very interesting…

You rest your head on his shoulder, and he leans to rest his head on top of yours, you squeeze his thigh softly and he does the same, you move your hand slightly towards the inside of his thigh and he follows your lead, doing the same to you.

You’ve been so invested in your little experiment you didn’t even notice that Thrawn’s stopped talking about the art, he’s breathing heavily next to you as you move your hand slightly higher on his thigh, towards where you hope his cock is, unless Chiss have a vastly different anatomy than what the rest of them alludes to.

Your hand moves beneath the bottom of his uniform tunic, and you feel him, already as hard and throbbing. He chokes out what you assume to be a curse as you begin stroking him over his pants.

Looking up towards his face you notice his eyes half lidded and a very definite purple hue to his cheeks and the tips of his ears as he breathes heavily. He drags his gaze over to you and you have the overwhelming urge to kiss his slightly parted lips. Do Chiss even kiss? Is something as simple as a kiss taboo in their culture? You curse silently for not knowing his customs, but then again how could you?

Thrawn must see your eyes flicking down towards his lips because he cautiously leans forward towards you, and with a hesitance you feel is vastly uncharacteristic of the stoic Chiss, gently places his lips over yours. The kiss is clumsy, unfocused, unsure, but ever the mastermind, he quickly catches on, becoming more confident as his lips move against yours with more passion, more hunger.

You continue stroking him over his pants, and you hear the clatter of his questis being placed down somewhere off to the side as he moves a hand to the apex of your thighs, rubbing his long fingers over the fabric.

Breaking the kiss, you stare into each other’s eyes for a moment before Thrawn brings his other hand over to rest on your hip. His touch is tentative, unsure, but surely you can’t be the first person the mid captain has been with… right?

It’s like he can read your mind because the moment the thought occurs to you, he clears his throat. “I apologise I have never… with someone…” he sounds almost embarrassed over that fact, and you try to give him what you hope is a reassuring smile “That’s fine, I can… teach you if you like?” you bite your lip as he pauses for moment before nodding.

“Yes please… I would appreciate it if you… took the lead in this encounter” you don’t know if its his lack of familiarity with Minnisiat causing him to speak so formally or if this is just how Thrawn speaks, but either way you nod before leaning in to kiss him again.

You manoeuvre yourself so that you are sitting in his lap, his hard length pressing up against your core as you deepen the kiss. His hands on your hips begin to feel more sure and more confident as you run your fingers through his silky blue-black hair and begin to slowly grind down against him. He groans into your mouth as you move your hips harder and faster and you feel white hot arousal pool in your belly at the sound.

You reluctantly remove your hands from his hair to begin fumbling with the fastenings of his uniform tunic, breaking the kiss as you fumble with it. He chuckles and replaces your hands with his as he helps you open his tunic revealing a form fitting undershirt that hugs his chest highlighting the definition of his muscles.

He quickly shucks off his jacket as you untuck his undershirt pulling it over his head, uncovering his sculpted chest and you swear your mouth waters at the sight. He’s always cut an imposing figure in his uniform, but seeing the broadness of his chest unobscured, is a sight that you swear you will remember for the rest of your days.

Returning to kissing you, Thrawn’s hands move to the hem of your shirt, only breaking the kiss to pull it over your head. “Bat…” he breathes as he looks at your body, his voice husky as he runs his hands up and down your sides. You begin kissing along his jaw down to his neck, further down until you reach one of his nipples, sucking it into your mouth causing him to let out a curse in Cheunh as his head lolls back against the hull of the shuttle.

“S-sensitive… Very sensitive” he grunts out and you smile as your mouth continues teasing his nipples, moving from one to the other as he moans and begins bucking his hips up, grinding against you. His hands move to your chest, his fingers pinching and playing with you as you continue teasing him, angling yourself so that you can begin to unfasten his pants when he reaches a hand down to stop you.

“I do not know… what my stamina will be like I am already very-” he pauses as if Minnisiat is eluding him “worked up” his voice is strained, and his eyes are hooded as you look up at him.

“Don’t worry… let me make you feel good” you whisper to him before kissing along his neck again. He removes his hand and allows you to unfasten his pants, bringing them and his briefs down his thighs far enough for you to retrieve his large swollen length. He follows suit, his hands moving to quickly remove your pants as you awkwardly shift so that you can fully remove them.

You take a moment to admire him, he looks similar to a human cock, you think to yourself, besides the colour some ridges that look like they will feel absolutely divine when he’s finally buried inside of you. He fidgets slightly under your scrutiny “am I… to your liking?” uncertainty lacing his tone as you wrap your hand around him.

“Yes… yes very much so. You are… perfect” you reply breathlessly, his cock twitching as you speak, the tip leaking more slick fluid. You use your free hand to grab one of his, bringing his fingers towards your lips, sucking on them, coating them in your saliva before moving them between your legs.

He looks at you curiously as he begins prodding your entrance with his long fingers. “You are very… large… you will need to prepare your partners for your size” his expression turns to one of understanding at your explanation as he slowly works a finger into you causing you to gasp as he moves it in and out of you. As he adds a second finger you rest your head on his shoulder, moaning into his neck when he begins scissoring you open.

He continues fucking you open with his hand, his fingers occasionally brushing your sweet spot making you whine into his neck. He mutters something in his native language as you continue stroking him in time with his fingers moving inside of you, for a man with no experience he is a very quick study, his fingers hitting that spot with more consistency as he drags you agonizingly close to your peak.

Not wanting to finish without him buried inside you, you place a hand over his wrist to stop him. “I’m ready” your voice is breathy and strained and you know you look just as debauched as he does. You reposition yourself so that his tip nudges your entrance, and he gulps in anticipation as you begin to slowly lower yourself down onto him, each ridge sending pleasure shooting through your body.

He moans unabashedly as he enters you, screwing his eyes shut as he mutters to himself in Cheunh. Chest rising and falling with ragged breaths, hissing through clenched teeth as he fully sheaths himself inside you. You begin to move before he places his hands firmly onto your hips.

“N-no… if you move I will…” he takes a deep breath “a moment to control myself please…” his accent coming through stronger as he struggles with the sensations combined with speaking in a language both of you will understand. Not trusting your own voice, you nod as you pause your movements, content to just feel him throb and twitch inside you.

After a while he gives you a small nod to proceed. You move slowly, not wanting to overwhelm him as you begin to ride him, resting your head in the crook of his neck, your hands once again tangled in his soft hair. As your movements speed up, he becomes more vocal, his fingers digging into your hips hard enough to bruise as you bounce up and down on his cock, his hips thrusting upwards to meet yours. You feel each delicious ridge of his cock as the both of you move together, the coil in your belly tightening, your moans mingling in the confined space of the shuttle.

His moans become more uneven, pitching higher and you know he’s close. You bring one of his hands between the two of you, getting the hint he begins moving his hand quickly and its exactly what you need for the coil to break as your climax engulfs you.

The tightening and clenching of your muscles cause Thrawn to let out a loud broken moan of your name as he thrusts his hips up into you once more, burying himself as deep as he can, filling you to the brim with his cum as he pants and moans, his cock twitching as he releases.

You remain in his lap, both of you slick with sweat and other various fluids as you come down from your respective highs, catching your breath. You rest your head against his chest, feeling the rumbling of his voice as he speaks “this has been a very enlightening experience… thank you” he gives you a small half smile as he looks down at you and you smile up at him in return.

“I’m glad you enjoyed the lesson” you chuckle before you remove yourself from him, his seed flowing freely down your thighs “but we should clean up before we have to get back no?” you say as you head towards the refresher on shaky legs.

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“We did not locate the alleged pirate base senior captain” Thrawn says as he stands before Senior Captain Ziara in her office on the Parala hands clasped behind his back. She gives him a small smile and looks down at his report “That’s not a problem mid captain, I’m sure you and the pathfinder managed to find ways to keep yourselves entertained” Ziara’s smile widens as she watches Thrawn blush and shift on his feet.

“I’m not blind Thrawn, I see how the two of you look at each other” she stands up from her desk “I’m glad, I was sick to death of the two of you making eyes at each other on my bridge” Ziara chuckles as she walks past her blushing mid captain “come on, lets go to the mess, I’m sure you’re hungry after your… mission”

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e-ziara · 3 years

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pocket-sizedpal · 3 years

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eating healthy on a student budget without sacrificing flavor

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You might be in a tight spot as a student, stuck between meeting the basic requirements of survival and completing your assignments. And by basic requirements I mean getting sleep… some nights. And eating healthy meals on a regular basis. Or just eating healthy meals. Or just eating. Yeah, being a student is rough. But it doesn’t mean you can just put your poor body through the ringer and live off of fast-food, takeout, and cup noodles for every meal.

No disrespect to ramen, you come in clutch on finals week

I digress. Here are some tips and pointers for meal planning, grocery shopping, and how to clean out your leftover produce!

Meal Planning

Inarguably, the biggest hurdles to jump when it comes to healthy eating while being a student are time and energy. This is how we can work around it:

Come up with a list of foods that you like that are 1) healthy and 2) you can make or learn to make.

Depending on your income, if you live alone or with others, and how much you eat, figure out how often you will need a grocery run. Start adding those foods to your grocery list.

Figuring out how often you will need to go on a grocery run will take a few runs, but will save you money in the long run because you won’t be overbuying food, especially fresh produce that might go bad and have to be tossed.

Grocery Shopping

When buying fruits and vegetables, the rainbow is your friend.

Spices will SAVE YOUR TASTE BUDS.

Invest in good quality food containers.

Be smart with your money, the majority of your shopping cart should be healthy foods and drinks with a minority of your favorite snacks and junk foods.

Brightly colored foods are often full of nutrients and healthy fats, sugars, the works. Follow ROYGBV to maximize the benefits of your shopping cart. When going by color, find the richest of fruits and vegetables. Don’t go for weird looking or feeling red bell peppers, soft oranges, green bananas, brown spinach, white blueberries or mushy blackberries.

If you’re the type of person who absolutely NEEDS some type of flavor (I’m a monster who is fine with eating certain foods as they are), don’t compromise your taste buds and body with fast food just because it’s yummier. Take the time to figure out what spices you like and experiment with them. Buy a few or a bunch, most common spices are relatively cheap. Start off with your basic salt and pepper and go from there.

Here’s a great list with tips on which spices to buy, how much, and how to store them! The Essential Pantry Spices List

Leftovers

For getting rid of any excess veggies or meats, I go for bibimbap. A Korean dish characterized by mixing it up, it’s a healthy way to clean out your fridge of all those last bits of vegetables from all the other good stuff you’ve been cooking. My Korean Kitchen has a great recipe that’s easy to follow here: Bibimbap (Korean Mixed Rice with Meat and Assorted Vegetables)

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Mkuu wa Wilaya ya Kongwa Mhe Deo Ndejembi ameagiza Mhandisi wa Wilaya hiyo, Christian Mlay pamoja na mhandisi anaejenga mabweni kwenye Shule ya Sekondari Kongwa kuhojiwa na Taasisi ya Kuzuia na Kupambana na Rushwa (TAKUKURU) pamoja na Jeshi la Polisi. DC Ndejembi amefikia hatua hiyo baada ya kufanya ziara ya ukaguzi wa ujenzi wa Shule hiyo na kubaini kuwepo kwa ubadhilifu wa fedha za ujenzi katika Shule hiyo kongwe mkoani Dodoma. " Lengo lilikua kukagua maendeleo ya ujenzi huu lakini kama mlivyojionea wenyewe hakuna kitu cha maana kilichofanyika, tulitoa maelekezo kwao cha ajabu hawajayafanyia kazi, mkandarasi anajenga kwa kasi ndogo tena kwa kujisikia, ubora wa majengo ni tofauti na makubaliano tuliyoingia nao, mbaya zaidi kuna ufisadi mkubwa kwenye manunuzi ya vifaa vya ujenzi. " Mhe Rais anafanya kazi kubwa hizi pesa za ujenzi wa Shule hii kongwe imetoka Serikali Kuu, hatuwezi kuruhusu mambo ya hovyo kufanyika, tumepewa nafasi na Mhe Rais lazima tuwatumikie wananchi kwa uadilifu," amesema DC Ndejembi. Amesema ujenzi huo unahusisha mabweni mawili, madarasa mawili na bwalo la chakula ambapo kiasi cha Shilingi Milioni 290 lakini mpaka sasa kiasi kilichobaki ni Shilingi Laki moja tu huku mkandarasi akiwa hajamaliza kazi. Mhe Ndejembi amesema sababu zilizosababisha majengo hayo kutokamilika licha kutengewa fedha nyingi ni kutokana na kutofuata maelekezo ya Serikali ya kutumia Force akaunti ambapo walitangaza tenda hali iliyosababisha ununuzi wa vifaa vya ujenzi kununuliwa kwa bei kubwa tofauti na ilivyo kawaida. Hivyo Mkuu huyo wa wilaya ameagiza TAKUKURU kufuatilia bei ya Manunuzi ya Bidhaa hizo za Ujenzi ,milioni 74 zilizobaki kwenye akaunti zisitume mpaka uchunguzi ukamilike na wale wote waliohusika katika ubadhilifu huo wanachukuliwa hatua kwa kumdanganya na kumdharau Rais,Waziri wa TAMISEMI pamoja na yeye. #volunteers #causes #donate #change #activism #nonprofit #dogood #charity #fundraising #philanthropy #SocialGood #changemakers #DoSomething #humanity #SM4NP #impact #sustainability #sdgs #globalgoals #development #youth #agenda #goals #sustainabledevelopment #kataarushwa #stopcorruption #elimuadili https://www.instagram.com/p/B1AmCubB8-e/?igshid=17n36p8ms9lnn

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paah-tricia · 5 years

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1.º Paraíso Expo Arts acontece neste sábado e domingo na Praça da Matriz #paraisonline A Praça Comendador José Honório será palco sábado (6/4) e domingo (7/4) para o 1.º Paraíso Expo Arts, evento cultural com exposição de arte, apresentação teatral e muita música contemplando diversos estilos. A iniciativa é da Associação dos Nordestinos, presidida por Creginaldo Damásio dos Santos, o Paraíba. O evento terá início sábado de manhã, às 09h00 e se estende ao longo do dia. Paraíba que integra um trio nordestino, e também é declamador de obras de poetas e escritores brasileiros de renome, como Ariano Suassuna, Patativa do Assaré, Luiz Carlos Lemos, entre outros, ressalta que em São Sebastião do Paraíso há diversos talentos, e o 1.º Paraíso Expo Arts tem o objeto de reuni-los, cada qual com sua arte, na certeza que o público terá momentos agradáveis. “As pessoas sentem falta de eventos em Paraíso, e nossa intenção com este evento público, ao ar livre, é suprir um pouco desta lacuna”. Veja quem irá participar: EXPOSIÇÃO DE ARTE Ateliê Decoração e Arte, Linah Biasi, Ateliê São Francisco, Lemalf, Flamarion, Fabíola Pannaci, Ziara Clementoni, Débora Peres, Mateus Aerografia, Maikon, Toni e Carlos Rodarte, Vaguinho, Roberto Luz, Jonas, Raphael Borges. MÚSICA Rampage, Hidden Cigarrets, I Love Cows, Rock History, Two Rock, Sons of Cobain, People of the Sun, Bastardos, Jhonny Stradda, Black Stone, E-Music, Moisés Violeiro, Matheus Zani e Banda (Escola de Música Feeling) , Luciano Altran e Banda, Paraíso em Seresta. TEATRO O grupo Muito Pouca Vergonha apresenta a peça “A lenda da Fada e o Mago”. Fonte: JS https://www.instagram.com/p/Bv1p9JEHVud/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1ekx57vq799ux

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awesomenicerus-blog · 7 years

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A perfect trio 🌱🌱🌱 (Photo: e-ziara) http://ift.tt/2udRQHw

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thrawns-babygirl · 4 months

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Stake Out #2 (Thrawn x AFAB!GN Reader)

BACK FROM THE DEAD! I HAVE RETURNED WITH THRAWN SMUT

Actually kinda in love with this fic and probably going to write another part soon. The lack of Ascendancy era!Thrawn fics makes me wanna scream. But you know what they say, be the change you wanna see in the world.

(Reader has afab anatomy but is not gendered in any way)

Rating: E (18+) Warnings: Oral (F&M receiving), precum, deepthroating Word Count: 3700+

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It’s been months since your encounter with the Chiss known as mid captain Mitth’raw’nuruodo. So long in fact that you thought maybe the two of you had been found out and perhaps you’d been blacklisted, forever cursed to never work with Senior Captain Ziara and the crew of the Parala ever again.

So, when you receive a new commission from your superior, informing you that the Parala was enroute towards the station and that you were to be ready within the hour, you were ecstatic. Packing a bag for what you assumed was probably going to be another long-haul mission, your thoughts drift back towards the stoic Chiss, the way he felt inside of you, the sound of his moans and you feel your face heat. Your excitement now replaced by a gnawing anxiety in the pit of your stomach.

Would he want a repeat performance? Did he still think about you the same way that you did him? It was hard to tell. The man was difficult to read when he was in the same room as you, let alone when the two of you hadn’t even inhabited the same star system in months.

Steeling your nerves, you sling your pack over your shoulder and make your way towards the hangar that the Parala was due to arrive at. Your questions would all be answered soon you suppose.

As always, the Chiss were as prompt and no nonsense as ever. The uniformed warriors greeting you at the ramp and leading you up into the bowels of the ship without as much as a glance in your direction.

You fiddle nervously with the strap of your pack, looking around the halls, trying to get a glimpse of one specific man amidst a sea of blue. You’d all but given up hope when a deep voice sounds from behind you.

“Pathfinder, it is good to see that you are well” the accented Minnisiat causes you to spin on your heel, face to face with the man who has plagued your thoughts each night you lay alone in your bunk since your last meeting.

“You as well mid captain” You give him a polite but genuine smile as you lock eyes with him. His lips quirk in a hint of a smile as he nods.

“We will be sent out in a small shuttle, our mission will primarily consist of reconnaissance and information gathering. Once you are ready, we can proceed to the shuttle” He turns and begins walking down the corridor and it takes a moment for you to realise that you’re meant to be following him.

Speeding up slightly to keep pace with his long strides, you take a deep breath. You can do this, you don’t need to make it awkward, he obviously is still willing to work with you, this is a good sign.

The two of you make your way to the shuttle in comfortable silence, and before you know it, you’re once again strapped into the navigator’s chair, sensory depravation helmet fastened securely over your head as you let yourself fall into the familiar trance.

Weaving your way through the chaos is second nature, the feeling of being one with the galaxy is comfortable, it makes you feel at ease, secure.

Before you know it, you are exiting your trance, your head feeling slightly groggy, your ears ringing, and a familiar feeling of disorientation wracks your form as you remove your helmet. Blinking a rapidly to clear the stars from your vision, you notice Thrawn standing right next to your chair what you can only assume is a vitamin beverage held in one hand.

“I have heard that navigating the chaos can be taxing on one’s body, please, take this” he extends the drink to you, and you feel yourself flush. No one is ever this kind to navigators; at most you are considered disposable and at worst you’re considered nothing more than an organic nav computer. This simple act of kindness is so out of the ordinary that it nearly makes you swoon.

“Thank you” you smile up at him as you take the drink with slightly trembling hands, the coolness of the metal container soothing you. It was a particularly long jump, longer than you’ve had to perform in a few cycles, and as you look down towards the nav computer and furrow your brow as you realise that you are in fact, in the middle of nowhere, barely any celestial bodies even registering on the scanners.

“You understand of course that I am not at liberty to divulge our current mission” He chimes in, as if sensing your confusion as to your current location. “and I must apologise in advance, but I do believe that we will be here a while.”

You take a sip of your drink and nod, feeling your strength returning as the cool liquid makes its way down your throat.

Here comes the awkward part, you think to yourself fighting a grimace. How do you bring up your last mission together? How do you ask if he wants a repeat performance or if it was just a one-time thing? You sigh and lean back against the headrest of the chair.

You realise Thrawn is still stiffly standing next to you, a tension in his stance that is uncommon even for the usual rigid way he holds himself and it dawns on you that he is probably thinking the same thing. His eyes are on you, scrutinizing you, examining you and you really hope that he simply thinks that the flush on your cheeks is just due to a straining navigation session and not the unprofessional and improper thoughts swirling in your head.

You remember that your last time together was his first, you remember the way that he let you set the pace and dictate the encounter, perhaps he’s waiting for you to do so again? You steel your nerves, determined to push the words up and out of your chest and quell your maddening anxiety when suddenly an alert chimes from behind him.

A flicker of disappointment flashes across his face as he looks towards its source.

“I apologise, I must check in with my captain” he nods his head respectfully before making his way towards the back of the ship to converse with Senior Captain Ziara, leaving you to sip on your canteen of vitamin water as you listen to the back and forth of Cheunh behind you.

You sigh to yourself. This is going to be a long mission.

You must have fallen asleep at some point, you awaken to the sight of a bare, muscled chest, Thrawn’s arm on your shoulder as he shakes you awake. You wipe away the drool from your mouth as you sit up quickly in the chair, rubbing your eyes as you take in the sight before you.

Mid Captain Thrawn, wearing a loose pair of thin pants, no shirt, no shoes, his hair slightly mussed. You run your eyes shamelessly over his body before shaking your head slightly and looking up to meet his eyes that are glittering with an almost imperceivable amount of amusement, a smug smirk painting his statuesque face.

“I do apologise for waking you, I thought it would be wiser to rest on a bed, lest you injure your neck” his voice is soft, like honey or silk, slightly raspy, or maybe you were imagining that?

Your faculties are failing you in the face of this gorgeous man standing shirtless before you, has he always been so built? Has he bulked since you last saw each other?

“Yes, thank you… I didn’t realise how drained I was” you inwardly kick yourself for how meek your voice sounds, the slight waver in it. You literally took this man’s virginity the last time the two of you were together and now here you are, feeling like a blushing virgin being exposed to the male form for the very first time. Focus up, you inwardly scold yourself.

You take off your boots before standing up, stretching out your sore limbs, heaving a sigh at the relief of finally moving after so many hours in the same chair. Extending your hands over your head, you miss the way his eyes rove over your form with barely restrained lust as he runs his glowing gaze over your body, the way his lips part slightly and his nostrils flair.

Looking around the small cabin of the shuttle, you take stock of the area, your eyes landing on the single bedroll that Thrawn has laid out for the night. Your breath hitches, did he… want the two of you to share a bed? Was this his sort of an indirect invitation? Again, using his uncanny ability to sense the thoughts going through your head at any given time, he answers your unspoken question.

“Given our last excursion together, I assumed that you would be willing to share a bed with me. I do apologise if that was presumptuous of me” his tone is flat as per usual, but there is a faint not of… something in his voice, nervousness? Dare you say… excitement?

“I would be more than willing mid captain” You smile at him, the tension lines on his face disappear as he smiles back at you. A genuine smile, a crack in his usual stoic façade as he takes your hand and leads you over towards the modest yet highly inviting bedding that he has laid out on the floor.

“Please, Thrawn is fine. Given our last meeting I believe there is no need for formalities”

His stride is confident, as if your consent to sleeping with him has assuaged any fears or nervousness he may have had about the time you are about to spend together. You follow along behind him, not even bothering to hide the giddy energy that radiates off of you as he lies down on the bedding, gently pulling you down with him so that the two of you are lying down face to face, so close that you feel the heat of his breath with each exhale.

“I have been thinking of our time together since we have been separated” his voice is quiet and husky “I have been… researching ways to make our next meeting more enjoyable” his voice is a whisper.

“Researching?” you ask in a voice that’s just as low as his, as if speaking too loudly will shatter the carefully built moment the two of you are sharing.

A tinge of violet reaches his cheekbones and he hesitates, as if nervous his choice of words has revealed too much about how he’s spent his time since your last time together.

He clears his throat “Indeed… I have been referencing some material of a… certain nature in order to further understand the intricacies of intimacy. I have had few interactions with humans and do not wish to encounter and social or cultural taboos” he runs his fingers lightly along your arm as he speaks and you wish you’d had the forethought to remove your course jumpsuit before lying down with him.

But its then that the implication of his words actually hit you. ‘Referencing material’ ‘certain nature’ has Thrawn been… watching porn? Mid captain Mitth’raw’nuruodo has been watching pornography thinking about you? Your head spins, images of Thrawn on his bed, naked, one hand wrapped around his throbbing length as he strokes himself to whatever the Chiss consider pornography sends a jolt of electricity down your spine straight to your core and brings a flush to your cheeks.

“And… what did you learn?” your voice is barely above a whisper as you move your fingers to run along the chiselled planes of his chest.

“That humans partake in certain acts that are… different to Chiss” his hand moves to the zipper of your jumpsuit slowly tugging it down over your chest revealing your thin tank top. As soon as the zipper is down far enough, the pushes the jumpsuit away from your shoulders and you lift yourself up slightly so that he can remove it from the top half of your body, exposing your arms to the chill of the cabin.

“Like… what?” you continue lightly running your fingers along his abs, slowly travelling further south towards the waistband of his loose pants, toying with the hem as your breaths mingle in the air in front of you. You don’t fail to notice the very large and obvious bulge tenting the fabric, the look of it indicating that the mid captain has forgone briefs in this particular instance, and you salivate at the thought.

“The use of ones… mouth for instance” he tugs at the jumpsuit again, pulling the material further down your hips and you shift to allow him the ability to remove the thick fabric from you entirely, leaving you in only a thin tank top and embarrassingly damp panties.

“Chiss don’t perform… oral?” you ask as you tug his pants further down his hips, revealing his adonis belt before his thick cock springs free of its confines, engorged and leaking, a steady stream of precum leaking from the tip and dripping down those delicious alien ridges.

He shakes his head as he kicks his pants off, moving so that he’s holding himself above you, resting on his elbows as he looks down at you, and for two people who have only shared a very fleeting and physical connection the position feels so… sensual, intimate even.

Without waiting for any further invitation, his lips are on yours, his tongue in your mouth. This is a vastly more confident Thrawn than last time and you have to snuff out the slight spark of jealousy at the idea that he’s sought out other companions during your time apart. Instead of lingering on that intrusive thought, you run your nails down his back, deepening the kiss as he ruts his hips against you, dragging his length along the soaked fabric of your panties causing you to let out a soft moan into his mouth.

The two of you lose yourselves in the kiss, lips dancing and tongues mingling as your hands travel over each other’s bodies. Thrawn finally pulls away from your lips, face flushed and panting softly, before he begins kissing along your jaw and neck, sucking, licking and occasionally biting at the soft flesh as he moves himself down to your collarbone. He lavishes you with attention, his lips travelling along your body as he pulls your tank top up over your head, leaving your breasts exposed. Without hesitation, he latches his lips on your nipple, sucking on one while tweaking the other with his long fingers, occasionally alternating between the two, giving them equal attention.

At this point you’re an incoherent mess. Panting, moaning and writhing beneath his form as he lavishes you with attention, his lips not leaving a single spot on your torso unattended as he works his way lower and lower down your body. He’s breathing heavily as he begins licking a long stripe over the already soaked material of your panties and you let out a guttural moan that you’re too far gone to even be embarrassed about.

Spurred on by your response, Thrawn tugs enthusiastically at the flimsy material of your panties, tearing them off your body before moving your thighs over his shoulders to devour you. His tongue is a slightly different texture than what you’re used to, and the added stimulation ignites a fire in your lower belly as he ravenously eats you. He seems intent on not letting a single drop of you go to waste, his tongue alternating between long broad strokes along your slit, fucking in and out of your cunt and swirling around your clit with an accuracy that makes your vision swim and the coil in your belly wind tighter and tighter.

You move your hands into his hair, fingers tugging on the blue-black locks causing a guttural almost pornographic moan to rip from his chest as he redoubles his efforts, intent on dining on you like a man starved. He moves to focusing solely on your clit, his tongue licking and swirling along the bundle of nerves as he tentatively prods your entrance with a single finger and moans into your folds causing your back to arch off the bedding and your fingers to tighten in his hair.

He adds a second finger, curling them at just the right angle and you’re sent over the edge. Stars burst behind your eyes as your body is wracked by one of the most intense orgasms you have ever experienced, your thighs tighten around his head, and you scream in pleasure. His mouth and tongue still doing their sinful work, prolonging your bliss as you ride your high into overstimulation.

He keeps going until you tug on his hair to pull him away from you, the pleasure swiftly morphing into discomfort as his tongue runs along your oversensitive clit. He sits up on his knees between your legs, chin slick with your juices as he licks his lips before he dives in for another kiss, grinding his neglected cock against your slick folds as you taste yourself on his tongue.

You gently push him away so that you can finally catch your breath, you stare up at him, wide eyed and in awe of his skill, despite the apparent knowledge that Chiss don’t engage in oral sex.

“Was that satisfactory?” he asks with a small smile that indicates he already knows the answer and you give him a blissed-out smile.

“Far more than satisfactory” you pant, your body still being rocked by the aftershocks of your orgasm. “You sure you’ve never done that before?”

“Quite sure” he says with a breathy chuckle as his hand goes to his cock, relieving some of the pressure as he strokes himself slowly, seemingly content to watch you bathe in the afterglow of your pleasure.

You glance down at his length, the tip an angry purple that is drooling precum, the sight makes your mouth water, and you want nothing more than to return the favour. Your body feels like jelly, but you manage to find the strength to sit up, reversing your positions so that he is laying back on the bed while you kneel between his spread thighs.

You begin kissing down his neck, sucking purple marks onto it just below where his high uniform collar will cover it as he writhes beneath you, obviously attempting to control himself. He grips the sheets, panting and giving slight grunts as you kiss your way down his chest, stopping partway to lick and suck on his nipples before continuing your journey south. You run your tongue along his abs, into the dips where his precum has pooled and swallow it down, maintaining eye contact with him the whole time before you give the tip of his cock a soft kiss.

His back arches, his hands moving from the sheets to the back of your head to tangle in your hair as he mutters to himself in Cheunh. Maintaining eye contact, you lick a stripe from base to tip and are rewarded with a loud grunt as the muscles in his chest flex and it’s obvious that despite only just starting, his restraint is tenuous.

Deciding that tenuous is still too much for your liking, your take him in your mouth as far down as he will go, gagging as the tip hits the back of your throat, one hand moving to stroke what you can’t fit in your mouth. The sounds you drag from him as he’s engulfed in the warm, wet heat of your mouth is nothing short of pornographic, his hips thrust up slightly of their own accord, forcing himself further down your throat until he seems to force himself to keep his hips still.

You bob your head up and down, your tongue running over the ridges as you suck and draw as many of those delicious sounds from him as you can, focusing extra attention to the head as you attempt to take even more of his girth down your throat. His hips start thrusting up of their own accord again and you attempt to relax your throat, allowing him to use your mouth as he wants to, each stroke going deeper and deeper until your nose is pressed against his crotch and you hold yourself there, swallowing around him.

His moans increase in volume and his thrusts begin to get sloppy, muttering a single word in Cheunh repeatedly “Ttis'ah… Ttis'ah…” and you redouble your efforts, taking him deep into your throat until “I- I am about to-” he meets your eyes as he attempts to warn you, but you only take him as deep into your throat as you can.

His hands hold your head down as he cums, spilling rope after rope of hot, white seed, his cock throbbing and twitching as he empties himself down your throat and slumping back onto the bedding, panting as he regains his senses.

You pull off of his cock with a lewd pop, licking your lips after swallowing every last drop of his cum and smiling down at him as he looks up at you, eyes half lidded, hair mussed, sweat beading on his brow.

“I… do not understand why this is not something Chiss do… that was… Ch'esehn” he says after steadying his breathing and heartrate, opening his arms to you for you to lay against his chest. You laugh softly looking up at him.

“Ch'esehn?” You ask, attempting to replicate the strange word but failing to pronounce it with the same fluidity that he does.

“Amazing… magnificent… beyond words” he translates for you, moving one arm tighter around you as the two of you lay naked together and you feel a spark of pride that you managed to make him feel so good.

“How long are we going to be out here?” you ask as you gaze up at the ceiling of the shuttle.

“Long enough that we shall have ample opportunity to… explore far more things together” he kisses the top of your head “but for now, rest. We will have more time to spend together after we regain our strength.”

You let your eyes close, feeling Thrawn rubbing his thumb over your shoulder in small circles and you can’t help but feel a twinge of dread in the pit of your stomach as you realise that you are in fact falling for this man.

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e-ziara · 3 years

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There's nothing more to say Also this is my official coming out as a BCB fan for 8 (?) years, this newest page finally did it. I don't wanna be alone anymore!

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thrawns-babygirl · 4 months

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Stake Out #3 (Thrawn x AFAB!GN Reader)

two chapters in two days? impressive? yes. Unsustainable? Also yes. so take what you get before i disappear back into the abyss for the next 6 months.

Also, there is like... some plot happening??? Almost??? and some feelings??? How will our pathfinder and our mid captain navigate such uncertain ground? And a cameo from one of our favourite Chiss? its all happening now.

Rating: E (18+) Warnings: Face sitting, dry humping, cock warming, unprotected PiV, Creampie Word Count: 2900+

[Part 1] [Part 2]

Masterlist

The hours melt into days. You and Thrawn spend as much time as his mission allows as a tangled mess of limbs as you explore one another’s bodies, learning each other as well as your limited time and knowledge of each other’s species allows.

So here you sit, Thrawn’s tongue ravaging you, your legs either side of his head as you grind your clit against his nose. His strong hands are wrapped around your thighs as he pulls you further down on top of him, his tongue venturing ever deeper into your cunt as you moan and whine above him, one hand tangled in his hair, the other resting on the cool bulkhead as he sends you tumbling towards another orgasm.

Since exploring this side of himself, you’ve learned that Thrawn absolutely adores going down on you. No session is complete unless he spends an ample amount of time with his head nestled between your thighs. You begin to wonder if perhaps Chiss are an aquatic race given his apparent lack of need for oxygen as he works his tongue against your slick folds.

You’re so close, so so close when suddenly his comm unit chimes with an incoming transmission. He curses in Cheunh and helps you off his face, wiping his mouth so that he can answer the call. You quickly tug your panties up, breathing heavily and trying to calm your body down after your ruined orgasm.

Thrawn adjusts the bulge in his pants and clears his throat before answering. The conversation is quick, and if you didn’t know any better you would say you sense some actual tension between Thrawn and his captain, which strikes you as odd. It could be your lack of understanding of their language, but their tone and intonation definitely seem like they’re arguing. That pit in your stomach opens up again and you hope and pray to whoever may be out there that this isn’t your fault, that you haven’t distracted the mid captain from his duties and gotten him in trouble with his superiors.

You wait patiently, unwilling to even breathe too loudly lest you accidentally get Thrawn in trouble. The transmission cuts off as you hear and exasperated “Mitth’raw’nuruodo…” come from Ziara and he turns back around to face you, his expression is unreadable but his whole body is tense.

“I apologise, it appears our mission has been discontinued and we are expected to rendezvous back with the Parala at your earliest convenience” his voice is terse, short as he throws his shirt back on and helps you up off the bedding.

“Is everything alright?” you ask softly, tugging your jumpsuit on as he moves around the cabin preparing for your departure from your quiet section of space.

“All is well. My presence has been requested on Csilla.” He looks as if he wants to say more but stops himself, going back to whatever he was doing on the navcomputer.

“Right… yes, I’ll get us back to your ship as soon as possible” You pull your boots on, your ruined orgasm entirely forgotten as you mourn the lost time you could have shared with the mid captain.

You take a sip from the canteen before donning your sensory depravation helmet and preparing to trance. Just as you’re about to slip away and become one with the galaxy, you feel Thrawn tug your helmet up and place a soft kiss to your lips.

“I’m sorry, I promise that I will seek you out again” his voice is a whisper, filled with a level of emotion the Chiss has never shown you before. It makes your chest tight and your breathing hitch before you once again focus on safely navigating the small shuttle back through the Chaos and towards his people. Closing your eyes and taking a deep breath, you slip away, blind to the way that Thrawn is gazing at you from his seat, eyes never leaving your form as the lights of hyperspace fill the cockpit.

The journey back towards the Parala was long and exhausting, the familiar feeling of burnout lingering in your skull as you take shaky steps down the ramp of the shuttle. One foot after the other you say to yourself, determined not to appear weak in front of the Chiss. Warriors bustle about the hangar, quickly stealing Thrawn away from you as he is lead towards the bridge leaving you alone and disoriented.

You hadn’t been assigned quarters yet, so you’re entirely unsure where you’re meant to be going. Looking around to hopefully catch the attention of one of the passing officers, but none barely even glance in your general direction.

“Are you lost?” a feminine voice calls out from behind you in very heavily accented Minnisiat. Turning you’re faced with a woman in the standard black expansionary defence fleet uniform. Struggling to focus your eyes you nod, clinging to the strap of your pack as if it were a lifeline.

She furrows her brow, before a look of understanding crosses her features. “You must be the Pathfinder who accompanied the mid captain correct?” again you nod, not trusting your voice currently.

She wraps her arm around your shoulder and begins leading you through the ship. “You will have to forgive the mid captain’s sudden departure, there has been a situation that requires his immediate attention. Come with me. I’ll lead you to your temporary quarters until we can drop you off at your station.”

“Thank you” you croak out before the telltale feeling of bile rising in your throat causes you to promptly close your mouth and focus again on putting on foot in front of the other as your head spins. Perhaps you did push yourself a little too hard this time.

The woman sends a worried look in your direction as she stops in front of a set of doors. “You gonna be alright?” she asks with no small amount of concern lacing her voice as she helps you over the threshold into a small room with a single bed and a tiny refresher off to one side.

“Yeah… Yeah I’ll be fine, just need some sleep I think” you throw her a weak smile, hoping to assuage her worries.

“I’ll send someone by soon with some food and water. Get some rest yeah?” she returns your smile, her Minnisiat far more informal than Thrawn’s you notice, making you feel slightly more at ease around her.

“Thank you…?” you look at her uniform, totally unable to discern a name or rank or anything of value. The script isn’t something you can read, and you have less than zero idea what the patch on her arm indicates, all you know is that it’s different from the sun style motif on his uniform.

“Junior Captain Kiwu'tro'owmis” she replies with a smile and the look on your face must betray your bewilderment because she just laughs and pats you on the shoulder “Wutroow is fine” she says as she takes your pack off your shoulder for you. “The wardrobe has some loose clothes you can change into and there is a sonic in the refresher. We’ll need to make a slight detour before returning you to your station sorry, but I’ll make sure someone sends you some food and water in a bit.

“Thanks, Wutroow” you smile at her before sitting down on the bed and laying down, passing out the moment that your head hits the pillow.

You wake with a start, feeling your jumpsuit being pulled from your body, immediately in fight or flight you swing your arms wildly hoping to hit the intruder, only to be met with the deep soothing voice of your mid captain Thrawn.

“Shhh, it is only me. I assumed you would be more comfortable not sleeping in such course fabric” he grabs your hands before you can smack him in the face with a slight smile.

“Junior captain Wutroow informed me that you were fatigued from our journey, I apologise if you feel I pushed you too hard in our return voyage” he rubs small circles on the back of your hand as he speaks “I also apologise for our abrupt departure, for obvious reasons I cannot divulge too much information but it appears that I am in trouble with the ruling body of our people” he places a soft kiss to the back of your hand.

“Because of me?” you ask as you sit up fully to face him, spying the tray of food and canteen of water that he has placed on the table beside your bed and taking a long sip.

He shakes his head “No one knows of our… arrangement besides Senior Captain Ziara, and she is a trusted friend who would not divulge that information to anyone. No, my being in trouble with the Aristocra is wholly unrelated and unfortunately quite a common occurrence”.

You slide the top half of your jumpsuit off your body and tie the sleeves around your waist as you peck at the tray of food.

“So, the captain is… aware of what happens when she sends us away?” you’re baffled. His captain is fine with this? Why?

“Yes, I believe her words were ‘as long as it keeps you busy and keeps you out of trouble’” he chuckles “Evidently, that has not worked”.

You also chuckle at this, finally feeling your strength returning to you. “I hope you’re not in too much trouble, wouldn’t want you to get kicked out of the fleet” you toe off your boots and stand up, stretching your sore muscles, the fog of burnout finally fully cleared.

“If I were to be expelled from the Expansionary Defence Fleet, I would still find a way to contact you” he says with such an extreme amount of sincerity that it causes your face to warm.

“I would… hope so. I enjoy our time together” you smile over your shoulder towards him as you move to take your jumpsuit off entirely, the stifling fabric falling away and exposing your legs to the cool air of your quarters.

“as do I” You feel his gaze on you as you undress, the heat of his gaze raking over your form as you face away from him, suddenly slightly nervous again. It is always like this afterwards, unaware of where you stand. He’s expressed a great deal of interest in you but what does that even mean? Does he see you as a friend? A lover? A romantic prospect? The Chiss are known throughout the chaos to be so extremely isolationist that you’re not even sure that a Chiss being romantically involved with a human is even allowed.

So lost in your thoughts you don’t notice him approaching until you feel one of his strong arms wrap itself around your waist from behind, his fingers splayed out on your stomach as he pressed himself against you.

“You are… ch'esehn” he whispers, his breath curling around the shell of your ear and sending that familiar head straight to your core.

You push yourself back against him “and what does that mean?” you ask in a breathy voice, the tension in the room is palpable.

“I believe the closest translation would be… Breathtaking” he kisses along your neck, slowly moving his hips against you, softly rutting the hard swell of his cock along your rear.

“I have never been so enchanted by someone as I am with you” He sucks a mark against your collarbone, causing goosebumps to prickle your flesh. “After our first encounter I sought out the company of others, but none ever felt as… taskavcehn”

You spin in his arms and raise a single eyebrow as you rest your hands against his uniformed chest.

“Perfect” he translates before moving his lips over yours in a passionate kiss, his arms tightening around your waist as he pulls your body flush to his. This kiss feels different, the others were fuelled by lust or arousal but this one… this one is filled with emotion that neither of you are willing to fully accept just yet.

So instead of thinking you return his kiss with equal passion, following as he pulls you towards the small bed, lying on his back and moving you to straddle his waist, your lips never leaving one another. You move your hips against his, the two of you rutting together like horny midagers, swallowing each other’s moans, only separating so that he can pull your tank top over your head.

You fiddle with the fastenings and clasps of his tunic while he seemingly remains content to slowly move his hips into you while you struggle. Finally getting the offending fabric out of the way you lean down to kiss along his jaw, moving towards his neck and chest, sucking dark marks into his pristine blue skin.

He gasps, his hips bucking up against you with more force as he holds your hips in a bruising grip, his fingers surely leaving marks in your skin as he uses his strength to grind you along his crotch.

“I do not have much time before I return to duty, but if I am unable to see you again before you return to your station I shall leave you with something to remember” he moves you back, so that he can unfasten his pants, pulling them down just enough to free his cock, in the same motion he pulls your panties to the side exposing your dripping cunt.

Your hands on his chest, you slowly sink down on his length, the stinging stretch of his girth quickly morphing into mind boggling pleasure as he bottoms out, your ass against his thighs. You go to move but he holds you still, his cock twitching and throbbing in your tight walls.

“I wish to stay like this for just a moment” another twitch causes your walls to flutter around him and he groans “to burn the feeling of you into my memory”.

“I thought you said you didn’t have much time” your breathing is ragged, acutely aware of each throb and twitch of his cock as it rests inside you, otherwise unmoving.

“Time spent like this is time well spent” he brings his thumb down to your clit, rubbing slow circles against the engorged bundle of nerves, sending white hot pleasure through your whole body, you dig your nails into his chest, panting and moaning at his pleasurable torture.

“You feel… exquisite around me” he groans, his accent becoming thicker as he continues holding himself still inside you, driving you within an inch of your sanity with each flex of his cock.

“P-please…” you moan, attempting again to move your hips but failing against the strength of his hold on you. His thumb continues moving in tight circles against your clit, driving you ever closer to the edge of oblivion. “Please fuck me… Thrawn”.

The sound of his name coming from your lips in a desperate plea seems to do it. He snaps his hips against you, fucking up into you at a blinding speed, your combined moans and the sound of skin hitting skin bounding off the walls of the room. You attempt to move your hips but find yourself entirely incapable of matching his bruising pace, so you settle for holding yourself up as he pounds into you.

“cseo ravri'ihah bun... cseo cssut'sahn... cseo navsabant... ch'ah cart cseo k'ascah...” he pants, his rhythm faltering as he somehow manages to hit deeper with each stroke. He hits that perfect spot inside of you each time, sending you tumbling over the edge into ecstasy, your walls clamp down around him and draw an almost animalistic growl from his chest as pushes himself as deep as he can, spilling his load, muttering under his breath “csei cart hah... tsan'ah hah sea...”

Thrusting a few more times into you, he lays back on the bed, panting and exhausted, but giving you a small smile.

“I must return to the bridge but if I do not see you before you depart… I will see you again in the future. And may warriors fortune smile upon you” he says as he quickly refastens his uniform, straightening himself out and in a flash, he is back to the perfectly put together, stoic chiss that the rest of the galaxy sees.

“I’ll see you again Thrawn and… good luck with whatever trouble you’re in” you stand up on unstable legs and give him a hug which he returns before giving you a soft kiss and departing your quarters. Once again leaving you alone with your thoughts as you gather your clothes and make your way to the refresher.

You stare out of the viewport at the retreating form of the Parala as you once again stand at your station. You didn’t see Thrawn again before you departed the ship, a fact that sits heavily in your chest as you sling your pack over your shoulder, wondering how long it will be before you see your mid captain again.

Thrawn stands at the rear viewport of the Parala, watching as the Pathfinder station slowly becomes smaller and smaller the more distance is placed between the two of you, his hands clasped firmly behind his back as Ziara approaches him.

“I hope you know what you’re doing Thrawn” she says with an exasperated sigh as she too watches the station get further and further away.

Thrawn turns to face her “I regret to inform you that I… do not” he says before taking his leave of the observation deck to return to his quarters to get some much needed rest before he once again faces the Syndicure.

Cheunh Translations: “cseo ravri'ihah bun... cseo cssut'sahn... cseo navsabant... ch'ah cart cseo k'ascah...” = so fucking good... so tight... so incredible... i am so close...

"csei cart hah... tsan'ah hah sea..." = that's it... take it all...

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