Uldren collected himself and managed to get his impulses under control as Boone collected himself. As Uldren calmed some he started to press the occasional gentle kiss to the side of Boone’s head. He said nothing as he waited for Boone to process, but the gentle kiss and the way Boone moved (Uldren’s grip in the sheets tightened a little) told him all he needed to know before he spoke.

He didn’t need to be told twice, that was for sure. As their lips met again Uldren started to rock his hips forward. He started again with a smaller and more gentle movement, slowly starting to speed up as long as Boone didn’t complain. This self control for the sake of Boone was agony - he wanted to fuck the man hard and maybe sex was one way to work through all of his pent up anger and frustration, but he knew he couldn’t take it out on Boone. He couldn’t rid himself of it like this.

Now that he was going his hand found Boone’s cock again and he started to stroke him in rhythm of his movements. Uldren was very glad his mouth was occupied with Boone’s else he might make some rather undignified sounds. This felt better than he’d even thought it would even despite him having to pace himself for Boone’s sake.