As Boone started tugging at his shirt Uldren gave a low chuckle. The demand seemed to please him more as he kissed Boone’s neck once more and matched Boone - he spoke in a hushed voice and just for the man beneath him, tone low and maybe just a little bit mischievous. “Yes, sir.”
He made it a point to grind against Boone as he pushed himself up so that he was sitting on his heels - this was going to be a bit of a production. Half lidded eyes looked down to Boone and his hair - normally always in place just so - was a bit messy. He made a small production of grabbing the shirt by the back of the neck and pulling the shirt over his shoulders and head in one smooth motion like a model for a commercial and then tossed the shirt to the side.
The way Uldren held himself and moved demanded that he be looked at and admired. He might be the smaller of the two physically, but he certainly had enough pride and arrogance personality for the both of them. He would tease Boone and ask him what he thought of the view, but Uldren was thinking less with his brain and more with what was between his legs.
He leaned back down to Boone to kiss his jaw and roll his hips forward to press against Boone again after having sat back, then whispered into his ear, “it’s your turn.”
He would help him sit up enough to take his shirt off if he decided to go along with it, ever careful about making sure Boone didn’t lose his hat.
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Date: 2021-12-06 04:31 am (UTC)He made it a point to grind against Boone as he pushed himself up so that he was sitting on his heels - this was going to be a bit of a production. Half lidded eyes looked down to Boone and his hair - normally always in place just so - was a bit messy. He made a small production of grabbing the shirt by the back of the neck and pulling the shirt over his shoulders and head in one smooth motion like a model for a commercial and then tossed the shirt to the side.
The way Uldren held himself and moved demanded that he be looked at and admired. He might be the smaller of the two physically, but he certainly had enough
pride and arrogancepersonality for the both of them. He would tease Boone and ask him what he thought of the view, but Uldren was thinking less with his brain and more with what was between his legs.He leaned back down to Boone to kiss his jaw and roll his hips forward to press against Boone again after having sat back, then whispered into his ear, “it’s your turn.”
He would help him sit up enough to take his shirt off if he decided to go along with it, ever careful about making sure Boone didn’t lose his hat.