That it all seemed so well-received truly was much more than what Uldren even hoped for. He hadn't expected this eagerness and want from Boone, not by a long shot. The initial hesitancy was more in line, and outright rejection was the more realistic expectation. That he could put his tongue to use for more than just biting snark and near enough to empty small talk was a relief and very welcome change as he felt his pulse start to quicken. It had been a long time since he'd done this and he was discovering how much he'd missed it.

Some part of him liked to think he would be just as enthusiastic with anyone else but a very tiny piece of him knew that wasn't true no matter how much he wanted it to be. There had to be something present for Uldren to go with this and, somehow, Boone had managed it. Uldren would figure out ways to dismiss it and minimize it later, sure, but right now he wasn't thinking too much except for how good the Manna felt, how much he liked Boone's warmth, how much he was enjoying Boone's mouth.

Boone's assertiveness was met with an almost purr of pleasure from Uldren as approval. His hand slid up to Boone's thigh as he awkwardly pressed himself closer and matched Boone with the kiss. Uldren didn't even realize the way his fingers slightly gripped Boone's leg - mostly for stabilization, yes, but not solely for that purpose - and the way his thumb ever so slightly stroked his inner thigh.