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Kinky Chiss Fuckery, Or Cadet Vanto's Guide to Surviving a Chiss Roommate

Chapter 2: Rule #2: Beware Oversharing - Don't Ask, Don't Tell

Summary:

Rule #2: Beware Oversharing - Don't Ask, Don't Tell AKA the things you say can and will be used against you by a bored, horny Chiss.
Anal, First time M/M, Eli Vanto on top.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Rule #2: Beware Oversharing - Don't Ask, Don't Tell AKA the things you say can and will be used against you by a bored, horny Chiss.

 

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Eli entered their quarters after his workout and found his Chiss roommate lying on his bunk with a small holo-projector rested on his belly. The image above the pad was two figures... kriffing.

"Thrawn, are you watching holo-porn?" Eli asked, mildly scandalized.

The Cadet datapads and holo-projectors were supposed to block elicit content like holo-porn.

"I find I am curious. There are many advertisements for such holo-channels, and after our recent exchange, I decided to do some... investigation."

Wincing, Eli made his way over the Thrawn's side of their room and perched a hip on his desk. "How's that working out for you?"

"May I ask you few questions, Eli Vanto?"

"Sure. Shoot." Eli grinned at him.

Thrawn just looked at him, a ghost of a smile briefly there and then gone. "Are all humans obsessed with engaging in public sexual acts?" the Chiss asked, thoughtful.

"Uh... not all humans are."

"And yet it appears humans spend a great deal of time recording themselves mating with other humans and various other species, and then selling the recordings on the holo-net to anyone who wishes to view them."

Eli considered this, and Thrawn was mostly right. "That's true enough, I guess. But as I said, it's not all humans. Just the kinky or adventurous ones. Many are content to watch others have sex. And some would never dream of watching holo-porn," Eli explained.

"And do you watch such recordings?"

"Well yeah," Eli waved a hand at his uniform clad body. "Young, sexually active male here."

"I have spent the last two hours viewing holo-recordings of human engaging in sex acts with non-humans."

"Did you like it?"

"It puzzles me more than it inspires arousal." Thrawn shook his head in bewilderment. "There does not appear to be a species humans will not mate with and holo-record..."

Eli barked a laugh, then chuckled,"That's probably true. There are people who like danger mixed in with sex. They probably make lots of credits doing it, too. Plenty of other groups would be horrified at someone mating outside of their species..."

"Have you considered sexual relations with members of other species?" Thrawn asked, quietly.

"Not really," Vanto admitted. "I'm not very adventurous. I've only had two lovers and both were human and female. Lots of species have razor sharp teeth and get off on biting each other when they mate, like Bothans and Twi'leks. Or I would worry their body fluids might be toxic or cause allergic reactions in humans...I read once Selonian sweat gives humans a nasty rash."

This made Thrawn frown.

The younger man noticed the look on Thrawn's face and realized what he'd just said. "For the record, I don't really count you among the 'alien' contingent, anymore."

This earned him a raised eyebrow and an unspoken demand for explanation.

Eli waved a hand at Thrawn. "I'm no xenobiologist or expert, but a couple of months as your roommate, and I don't THINK of you like I would a Twi'lek or a Bothan. You look pretty much like a human... a brand new flavor of human... with a pretty blue skin tone, the shiny, thick blue-black hair and striking red eyes."

"Ah."

Wrinkling his nose, Vanto asked, "Have I offended you?"

"Not at all," the unflappable Chiss assured him. "I find I agree with you. Though I do not think you would be able to convince a group of Chiss of what we have learned in our time sharing quarters. They would take offense at being compared so closely to any beings from Lesser Space."

"Lesser Space?" Vanto gasped, eyes widening. "You mean the billions and billions of sentients on thousands of planets that make up the majority of our little galaxy?"

Thrawn hissed out a breath and stopped his holo-projector to focus on Eli. "I did not mean to offend YOU," he hurried to walk back what he said, or at least soften the xenophobic blow of it.

"Lesser Space being filled with Lesser Beings..." Eli drawled. "That's about two heaping scoops of hubris on the top of a giant Chiss arrogance pie."

Thrawn bowed his head. "You are not wrong. I have often wished the ruling families would meet more species, interact with them, instead of refusing to even consider it. It is an arrogance and suspicion which has been inbred over thousands of years."

Eli rolled his eyes, "Good luck with that."

"Come here."

Eyeing the other suspiciously, Vanto asked, "Why?"

Thrawn patted the empty space between him and the end of the bed. "We have two hours before dinner, and I want your opinion on a few holo-recordings I found."

"Hun uhn. Nope. I'm taking a shower."

The other started to sit up and Eli turned on his heel and bolted for the refresher, locking himself in.

Thrawn was perched on the counter beside the sink when Eli emerged from the narrow shower stall, dipping water all over the floor as he toweled his hair.

"That door was locked," Eli grumbled.

A small smirk teased Thrawn's lips. "I am aware."

"Privacy. Boundaries," the Cadet grunted at the other. "We lesser beings like those concepts."

The response was a whispered, "I'm sorry."

"Uh huh. For slicing the lock on the 'fresher door?"

"No," Thrawn murmured, sliding off the counter and stalking across the small steamy space separating them. "I was careless with my choice of words and I hurt you."

It was true. Eli did feel hurt to learn what the mysterious Chiss thought of people like him. He really shouldn't have been surprised by it, though. "Every species has their prejudices. Apparently, your people are prejudiced against everyone, not just one or two other species. I told you all the crazy ideas my people had about the Chiss back when we first met."

"You did," Thrawn agreed. Stopping less than a meter from Eli, Thrawn sank to his knees. "I wish to offer csanun'ehn." (atonement)

Eyebrows shooting up in surprise, Vanto whispered, "I don't know what that is..."

"Ch'ah did nah rehn'ekah ch'at ch'itocet vah."

Sighing, Eli shook his head at Thrawn's dramatic gesture. "We're having our first fight. Aren't we?" Wrapping the damp towel around his hips and tucking it tight to separate his groin from it's proximity to Thrawn's mouth, he rested his newly freed hands on Thrawn's shoulders. "A translation would be helpful..."

"I did not mean to hurt you," Thrawn translated.

Another bigger sigh, "I know that, Thrawn. It stings though."

"Yes. That is why I wish to offer csanun'ehn. Atonement."

Eli was confused, bewildered, really. "You've already said you were sorry... and I forgive you. It's the tiniest bit refreshing to know you are capable of not planning every word you speak."

The Chiss continued, "A simple apology, and forgiveness, are acceptable for many situations, but in a case such as this where the offense stings the honor and pride of another warrior, there must be a punitive component to reinforce that such behaviors will not be tolerated in the future."

"So you want me to punish you?"

"I do, yes."

Wincing, Eli suddenly needed to get out of the confined space of the refresher. He stepped around Thrawn and padded barefoot into the main room, sitting down hard on the side of his bed.

Thrawn stood and emerged to stand in the doorway watching him. The knees and calves of his trousers were soaked with Eli's shower water.

"Have you been watching spanking porn?"

The red eyes blinked. One of the few tells Thrawn had of genuine surprise. "Most of the recordings I viewed today did not involve corporal punishment, no. Atonement can involve such things, but I do not believe violence would interest you."

"Not a bit. The most I've ever considered was an urge to choke the life out of you a few times for letting people push you around. I never wanted to hit you. Except for that one time..." Eli felt the shame return, less than two weeks ago when the three men jumped the older man... Eli had hesitated and a tiny part of him had wished to be rid of Thrawn. To get his life back on track. "I probably owe you an atonement, too. Come to think of it. I could have been more help when those Cadets attacked you."

Thrawn tilted his head, listening to what Eli wasn't saying as much as what he was saying. "You did not jump into the middle of a fight you didn't think we could win..."

"A tiny, terrible part of me hoped if they beat you up then you'd have to drop out and I'd be free to return to my career track at Myomar where I belong. I feel awful that was my first instinct." He couldn't bare to even look at Thrawn, now. The shame of it was burning his face and neck and chest.

Thrawn entered their room, and his voice was nearly a whisper. "You wished me to take a beating for causing you to be torn from your path..."

"Only for about one second, then the wrongness of that thought set in, and I knew I had to help," the Cadet admitted. "I couldn't let you fight them all by yourself. I'm not a monster, mostly."

When he hazarded a glance at Thrawn the other was wearing the hint of a smile. He was smiling?! At Eli's big, awful confession?

Thrawn came to Eli, and again, knelt at his feet. "You are far from a monster, Eli Vanto. If fact, I think you are the least monstrous being I have ever met. Compassionate, patient, purely good. You remind me of a glacier rose. Perfect flawless buds breaking through the icy crust of the glacier are rare and precious. One can be certain when you encounter a bud, with patience and attention, it will be the most breathtaking and awe inspiring blossom when it comes to full bloom." The look Thrawn was giving him was almost reverent. "I would rather have taken a severe beating entirely myself, than allow one of the Cadets to have harmed you."

Eli fell backward onto his mattress, literally bowled over by Thrawn's words. Running a hand through his hair, Eli hissed, "Damn you, Thrawn."

Thrawn stood and leaned over Eli until they were nose to nose and chest to chest. "I've decided on the csanun'ehn, Eli." His breath was hot on EIi's cheek and he pressed his lips to the shell of the younger man's ear while opening the little drawer where Eli kept his lube stashed.

When Eli noticed, his eyes went wide. "Uhm... Thrawn I... I've never..."

"Not you," Thrawn assured him, pressing his lips to the magical, electrically charged spot below Eli's ear and kissing along his jaw, eliciting shudders from Eli's whole body and waking his cock right up. "There is no better way for me to show you are not in any way considered 'lesser' in my mind, than to give you what I have rarely given to anyone, save those in whom I held the deepest respect and trust."

Three things happened like magic, Thrawn stripped naked, opened the towel to reveal the raging hard-on Eli was now sporting from a few well placed Thrawn kisses and coated said erection with lube. All in the seconds before climbing Eli and easing himself down on the head of Eli's cock with a small wince and a hiss.

"Wait, it's hurting you..." Vanto protested, struggling a little once the shock of what Thrawn was doing started to wear off.

Thrawn held himself statue still for a good minute, scarcely even breathing. Then, his tense shoulders relaxed and he lifted himself up just a little and then pressed down onto Eli, sinking slightly deeper this time.

Eli felt himself easing through the tremendous resistance into heat and vice gripping tightness.

The next time, Thrawn withdrew completely and squeezed half the bottle of lube over Eli's throbbing penis before attempting to swallow Eli with his ass. That's pretty much exactly how it felt to Eli, too. One minute his cock was free, and in the next shuddering breath, half his length was clamped in the hottest, tightest passage Eli ever felt. A small moan escaped him.

Thrawn pressed a thumb to Eli's mouth to shush him.

"There's no WORDS..." he whispered into the thumb.

"Fire," Thrawn supplied, helpfully.

"Me or you?"

"Both. Giving and receiving each burns in it's own special way. Not something I will soon forget or ever take for granted." He rocked his hips, experimentally and nodded, "Already it eases. A few moments longer and I will no longer resist the impalement, and it will be pleasure for both of us."

Eli had his doubts. "Are you sure?"

"Yes... quite sure," the Chiss assured him. He took EIi's hands in his and placed them against his bare chest, "You may touch me as you like, Eli Vanto. And, I am prepared now for you to lift your hips and fill me."

The extra lubrication made the difference for Eli's cock, and lifting his hips up resulted in Thrawn's coming down and down impossibly far over him. Then, the Chiss pulled away and returned, adding a shimmy of his hips on the downward slide that made Eli's balls tighten in pleasure.

Another moan escaped and Thrawn's eyes shifted to the wall above their heads. "Thin walls," Eli whispered. "Sorry."

This amused Thrawn greatly, and he smirked, "There are many ways to quiet your cries of pleasure."

"Put the pillow over my face?"

A brief shake of the head, then Thrawn was leaning down onto Eli's body, rocking their joined bits together with every thrust. In his ear, the older man whispered, "Kissing your neck has the most enchanting effect of making your member throb and your nipples to harden to points..."

To prove this, Thrawn spent a long time kissing and licking and nipping a path from ear to ear and then under Eli's jaw which started a small bout of giggles and earned Eli a raised eyebrow.

"That tickles..." Vanto hissed, mock glaring.

When he tried to kiss and lick that same spot, again, Eli lightly smacked his shoulder... "No tickling," he reprimanded the curious Chiss.

"Are you enjoying this position, Eli Vanto?"

"Oh yeah. Maybe too much real soon here."

Thrawn kissed his lips, tasting him and teasing him with his tongue. His kisses swallowed the cries from Eli's frantic orgasm. Expecting to be released once he gushed seed into Thrawn's passage, Eli became aware Thrawn's body was still riding him steadily, the rhythm draining the last of his come from his balls and it didn't really feel like he'd softened much.

Panting, he sighed, "Whoa... That was... nope. No words, again."

"Explosive."

"Yeah. That."

"Excellent. Now, I'd like to suggest we try a different position." Thrawn eased off of Eli and pulled the younger man to his feet. He stole Eli's damp towel and carried it to his own bed where he place the towel over a mound of his pillows and then turned to look at Eli expectantly.

Eli frowned, "What's with the towel?"

"I don't wish to sleep in damp, sticky bedding tonight. Would you prefer I ejaculate all over your bed, instead?"

Wincing, Vanto shook his head. "No, and I appreciate the consideration." Looking down at himself, or more accurately, at the mess he and Thrawn had made on him, he sighed, "I'm going to need another shower before dinner."

"Not yet. Bring the lubricant over here."

"It's going to take me a while to reach another orgasm. Even being twenty-two."

Thrawn's face brightened and he offered Eli a small, feral smile. "Perfect." He settle length-wise on his bed, over the stack of towel covered pillows with his bare, blue ass lifted in offering to Eli.

"Kriff me," Eli muttered under his breath at the sight. "I'm going to come in my shorts every morning for the next two years from this memory." He climbed onto the bed and knelt between Thrawn's knees, lining their bodies up. "Any sage advice you want to offer to the young guy whose never kriffed a guy before?"

Thrawn sighed, dramatically, and Eli could imagine the red eyes doing an eyeroll. "No. You will figure it out on your own."

"I'm adding more lube to my cock," Eli grumbled.

"Thank you."

Eli hissed, "You won't be thanking me if you can't sit at dinner."

Thrawn's only response was to slightly waggle his bare ass back and forth, rather impatiently.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm coming." Those flippant words almost held unexpected truth. Eli pressed the head of his cock against the puckered opening and found the way just as hot as before, but wetter, now. And despite the gripping muscles of the passage around him, his cock sank in nearly to his balls with only two or three thrusts of his hips. "Damn me. Oh. Damn me. That's epic."

Thrawn rocked backward in silent demand and Eli obliged the greedy Chiss ass before him by thrusting as deep as he could manage, his efforts earning a contented sigh from Thrawn.

"You like it deep like that?"

"Mmmm... yes. If you can manage without coming too quickly, you are welcome to go harder and faster as well... You aren't hurting me. Take your pleasure as I take mine."

Eli did take his pleasure and he managed to last quite a while, especially when he discovered that laying forward on top of Thrawn changed the angle a little bit and came with the added bonus of nearly full body skin on skin contact. He muttered curses under his breath about the kinky Chiss and their crazy sex, not caring if Thrawn could hear his panted grumblings against his shoulder.

"This was my idea of atonement," Thrawn whispered. "I think if I'd given you the option, you'd have only demanded answers to your questions about my people."

Pressing a kiss to Thrawn's shoulder, Eli said, "So?"

"So you may ask me three questions."

Wiping his sweaty brow with the back of his hand, so he didn't drip onto Thrawn's back, Eli whined, "Now? Little too busy right now to think of good questions."

"Take your time."

With gritted teeth and a frown of concentration, Vanto gasped, "Believe me, I'm trying. Do you have to be so..." His coherent words devolved into gibberish and muttering as Thrawn's passage clenched at him. "Whole damn galaxy is kriffed if your people ever decided to come out. Kinky Chissss fuckery. Probably hundreds of thousands of blue sex freaks banging each other on their warships and on planets making babies in the unknown regions..." he panted.

"Is that your first question? How many Chiss reside in Chiss space?" Thrawn asked, amused.

Eli lifted his head, "Yeah, why not?"

"Your estimations are quite far off the mark," Thrawn advised him.

"Up or down?"

Eli was rocking Thrawn with every thrust, now. Building up to a climax that would very likely kill him. While Thrawn's hands reached back and gripped Eli's thighs, dragging him forward, keeping him thrusting while Thrawn matched the movements by pushing back. "Up, definitely up."

The younger man groaned, "Millions, or tens of millions, then?"

Thrawn turned his head and caught Eli's lips with a quick kiss. Glowing red eyes locked with Eli's for the briefest second, then he whispered, "Billions."

That one word had Eli emptying his load into the Chiss in great gushes punctuated by sobs of pure relief and unrestrained bliss, holding nothing back.

At some point, the exhausted Cadet heard chuckling and realized it was because he had been muttering a mantra of 'kriff, kriff, kriff' under his breath for at least a few minutes once he had finally withdrawn from the heat of Thrawn's ass and collapsed on top of the Chiss in a sweaty, sated and boneless heap.

"I should have realized numbers would be your undoing, Cadet Vanto," Thrawn teased him.

Snorting, Eli growled, "Ha ha. At least I came."

"You think I failed to acheive my own orgasm? If you roll to the left, I will turn over and prove the delightful internal stimulation combined with your amusing comments was quite effective in taking me over the edge into ejaculation."

Eli was relieved. He'd never had sex with a man before, but he was fairly certain there were unspoken rules like with women, one of them being making sure your partner got orgasmic pleasure out the acts, too, before you got your rocks off.

Thrawn was actually smiling, "You are amusing when drifting in post orgasmic stupor." He rolled to the left and unceremoniously dumped Eli off his back, then rolled himself onto his right side at the edge of the bed. Between them, mostly contained on Eli's towel, was a giant pool of semen.

Jaw falling open, Eli gasped, "Was that?"

"Not all mine, of course, I have quite a bit leaking from my ass, even though you already spent some of your seed earlier. We are both going to need a shower before dinner. And then, after dinner, I am going to show you my favorite human holo-porn recordings and perhaps a bit more, what was your adorable term? Ah yes, I remember... 'kinky Chiss fuckery'."

(Well, do we want more? Or should we stop at two?)

Notes:

Coming soon: More Kinky Chiss Fuckery, Or Ensign Vanto's Guide To Being Protege To A Future Grand Admiral