Uldren could feel the heat of Boone's hands on his ass as he gripped hard and pulled down while grinding up in response - it drove him crazy and made him dizzy with pleasure as he groaned. It was hard to notice how tight his pants were when they were pressed so tightly together and he was already resigned to not pushing himself into Boone. He would let Boone set the pace and boundaries. Fuck, though, it was hard to hold himself to that with Boone's fingers teasing him and Boone's voice in his ear.

He was about to answer, to agree that he didn't need his pants after all, not really, not if Boone wanted to see what was under them, but his voice died in his throat as Boone took him in hand. He couldn't stop himself from pressing firmly into Boone's hand in a senseless moment of pleasure. His eyes were closed as he concentrated on keeping himself grounded but it was clear that he was enjoying himself and it probably had been quite some time since he'd done this. His eyes opened into a half-lidded gaze that directly met Boone's. He was very close to the other man, easily within range to steal a kiss.

"Do you want me in your hand or not?" He was throbbing in Boone's hand, positively aching for more. His hips slowly rolled forward again as his own hand reached down and he found Boone. Ever in the spirit of competition, his hand had slipped inside of Boone's pants at the crotch so that Uldren's bare fingers ran against Boone's bare cock, along the underside from base to head. It was Uldren's turn to watch Boone's face. "What are you waiting for?"