The way Boone tightened around his finger was so incredibly hot as he thought about what it would feel like around his cock. Uldren had to admit that he had been looking forward to crossing this line at some point and to have Boone so eager beneath him only made him the more excited. As Boone’s nails dug into his back Uldren pulled his fingers out and started to stroke himself - mostly to get whatever lube was leftover on himself, but also to make sure he was hard and to buy him a moment as he started to grind himself against Boone. He broke the kiss to speak softly in Boone’s ear, his voice low and level despite the clear anticipation with each of his shaking breaths.

“Do your best to relax. I’m going to go slowly. Tell me if you need me to stop, alright?” He kissed the side of Boone’s head then pressed himself against Boone’s entrance. He started to to rock his hips to gradually build pressure until his head slipped in. As long as Boone didn’t stop him he slowly continued until he was fully inside of Boone.

By the time he stopped one hand was gripping the sheets tightly. It was difficult for him to take this slow after so long. He wasn’t sure if it felt so good because of how long it had been or if it was because of the magic of this place - he didn’t remember it feeing so good with Jol— it didn’t matter, actually. He was here with Boone now and that’s all he needed to focus on.

It was clear from Uldren’s heavy breathing and his death grip on the sheets next to Boone’s head that him stopping was just as much to collect himself as it was to afford Boone a moment to grow used to the feeling of Uldren inside of him.