Uldren grew more confident as he continued, stroking himself faster, harder. It was true that he wasn't nearly as close as Boone was but when Boone's knuckles curled tightly into his hair and pulled him up it surprised him. It was incredibly hot, for one, but it also entirely threw Uldren out of the near trance he was in. He could feel himself inching closer and closer to finish, closer and closer to a feeling of release he hadn't given himself in more years than he'd care to count, and suddenly that was thrown to the side.

His own breathing was heavy, just as Boone's was, and he let go of himself so that he could stabilize himself to keep from losing his balance as long as Boone's knuckles pulled at his scalp. Uldren considered getting up and leaving Boone to deal with the precipice he stopped himself at, but something about the way he asked Uldren made him stay put. He didn't lean forward to Boone but he waited for some sort of explanation. What Boone said wiped the huffiness off of Uldren's features and something else took its place.

His expression was hard to read even as he finally did as Boone asked and leaned forward and over Boone. One hand found Boone's hip and he gripped it - not too hard - as he pressed a kiss to Boone's cheek. As he pulled away the hand at Boone's hip started to drag down his leg, to his inner thigh. Uldren watched Boone carefully so he didn't finish, but he wanted to keep Boone teetering on that edge as he leaned in to whisper in the man's ear.

"And what do you propose we do then?"