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Boone turns to face Uldren and looks at him almost fondly. He takes his hand and leads him to be under the kissletoe more, at which point- as Boone expected- the vines start to creep down curiously. He ignores them for the most part, uncomfortable as they make him thanks to the vault, and leans in to press his lips to Uldren's.

His free hand runs through his hair while his other remains holding Uldren's, and perhaps the kiss doesn't need to be this tender or involved but once he starts he finds he wants to let it linger, just a little.

The vines snake down to twist around their joined hands, keeping them together. Unknown to Boone, they're giving off those gentle pheromones that cause arousal, and when he pulls back slightly he feels slightly breathless. He's still in kissing vicinity, and he's a little flushed thanks to the vines and their pheromones. He obviously wants to lean back in, if the way he looks at Uldren is any indication. There's a little hint of a smile there, even.

Uldren's expression was just as subtle as Boone's, really, but there was a softness to his expression that suggested a certain fondness for Boone as well. He let Boone have his hand, followed him without any resistance. He ignored the vines as well, or tried to - they reminded him of the creeping nature of the Garden, the way the place was so full of life. He could remember watching his fingernails grow, and he recalled Jolyon's -- it didn't matter, actually.

He liked the feeling of Boone's lips against his, the way the other man's hand ran through his hair. His own hand found Boone's cheek, gently cupping it. He seemed in no rush to break the kiss and pull away and it seemed like the vines agreed with the sentiment as they wound around their hands.

He was also a little breathless when Boone pulled away. He noted that Boone didn't pull that far away, just enough to check him. Uldren was regarding Boone much in the same way; he was wanting to see if Boone was wanting more. When he recognized his own searching in Boone's face he waited no longer and pulled Boone to him and into another kiss. Where in the past he was tentative and deferred to Boone, he did not now: the kiss was strong and firm, not quite aggressive but there was an edge there. His free hand pulled Boone closer to him.

He makes a sound as he's pulled closer, melting into the kiss and closing his eyes. The edge to it is a turn on, and he almost forgets they're outside the house until a slight breeze rolls in. Being a Ruby he doesn't feel the chill, but as much as he wants to continue the kiss, he's suddenly very aware of that fact now. He pulls back just enough to murmur in Uldren's ear. "Inside."

The vines had been trying to snake around his thigh, but he pushes them off now, trying to open the door as they follow him curiously. When he pulls the front door open and sets his shopping bags inside, he waits for Uldren just over the threshold and debates to himself how he's going to suggest what he wants.

He's been fine with the idea of going all the way with Uldren for several days now. Uldren hadn't pushed him and Boone appreciates that he could come to the decision on his own, and now that they're both here and in the mood for more... why not try now? The way he's eyeing Uldren, it's clear he's wanting to say something. He just doesn't want to be felt up by plants while he tries to figure out how to say it.

Uldren admittedly didn't notice the breeze, being an amethyst, but he was glad for Boone to suggest they go inside all the same. It was nippy out and he didn't wear his armor for this particular outing - he didn't feel the need given the current company. He hated that the kiss had been broken but didn't think too much of it - they could continue once they got inside, after all.

He mimicked Boone and shrugged the vines away. They seemed to feel that Uldren wasn't interested in their antics, or maybe they were shoving off because they didn't want to get in the way of what started on the porch continuing once they were inside. He stepped around Boone's bags and set his down, then closed the front door and locked it. He turned and was going to continue right where they left off, but he saw the way Boone was looking at him. It was the look he got when he was trying to string together a tough sentence.

"What's on your mind?" He kept far enough back to give Boone his space while he worked out what he wanted to say and to give him the opportunity to say it. As always he just wanted Boone to feel comfortable enough to speak and to have the space to do so.

He appreciates the time given to him, and it helps set his resolve. He steps forward again and touches Uldren's hand, and he seems very sure when he speaks.

"Ready for whatever you wanna do. If... if you want." It's not the most eloquent way of saying he's down for sex but it's his way, and he knows Uldren will understand. His eyes meet Uldren's, searching, hoping the reaction will be a good one. He knows the man well enough by now to read him decently, at least.

It's not that he isn't nervous about the prospect anymore. He just thinks he's ready to face that, and ready to do it with someone he cares about. He certainly wouldn't be offering to anyone else. He still gets weird about being touched by strangers after all- but he's long since become accustomed to touching and being touched by Uldren. He's comfortable with it. Happy with it, even.

Uldren felt a certain relief when Boone finally stepped forward and touched his hand. Whatever Boone had to say wasn't something bad after all. Not that Uldren necessarily expected something bad, but he had been conditioned to never hope for anything good. There was a moment that Uldren searched Boone's face to derive the deeper meaning of what he was trying to say. The moment it clicked was visible - brows raising slightly. He took Boone's hand in his and stepped closer, his other hand resting on his hip, thumb gently rubbing as he drew in close.

"Are you sure? You don't need to do anything for my sake." Not that Uldren necessarily felt that Boone was doing it just to make him happy. He just wanted to be sure that Boone was confident in the decision. There was a somberness to the question that was tempered with a very closely guarded affection.

"I know." He lifts his free hand to touch Uldren's cheek, and though he doesn't smile there's clear affection in his own gaze. "I want to."

He's been thinking about it ever since they first fooled around, though he only realised he was ready for more very recently. Uldren has been so patient, and he's grateful for that. Ultimately this decision isn't to "reward" Uldren for that patience, though. This is something Boone wants as much as he knows Uldren wants it.

"Got no intention of doing anything I don't wanna. You know that." Uldren should know him that well by now.

Uldren knew well enough that Boone wouldn't do anything he didn't want and he really knew that Boone wouldn't have brought it up unless he genuinely meant it. It never hurt to be careful though. He had no interest in taking this next step unless Boone genuinely wanted it. He gently took Boone's face in his hands and kissed him. It started out gently before Uldren pushed it into continuing what they had started on the porch, his fingers looping around Boone's belt loops and pulling him by the belt loops with him as he slowly walked back to his room.

He let the momentum of the kiss - of Boone's movement - push him against the door and he encouraged it. He pulled Boone's pelvis to him as he continued the kiss. He would give Boone this moment of perceived control before he fumbled for the doorknob and stepped into the room proper. He started to tug at Boone's shirt, hands starting up Boone's stomach then chest to push his shirt up. He'd return the gesture by taking his own off, then he would pull Boone back into a kiss as he started to rub the man through his pants.

Boone follows Uldren to the door, kissing back with as much enthusiasm as the other man. He almost loses his shades as his shirt comes off but they get caught in the fabric which stops them from clattering to the floor- Boone barely registers the process, too focused on the fact that Uldren is rubbing at him through his pants.

He starts to undo Uldren's pants with quick movements, fumbling a little but otherwise well practised in manipulating his hands how he wants. He's quick to slip a hand inside his pants once they're open, curling his fingers around his cock and stroking a few times to get Uldren going.

He's not nervous as he thought he might have been. He's excited, and he knows he's in good hands. If Uldren looks after him here the way he has been, Boone knows he's only in for a good time. That's something he can really appreciate about Uldren. Not everyone would have been so understanding, he's sure.

Uldren gave a low chuckle as Boone undid his pants nad slipped a hand inside, taking a sharp breath in with a just as sharp exhale as Boone started playing with him. He pulled Boone closer with a sharp tug of his pants as he started to undo them, his voice low in Boone's ear. If it made Boone's grip around his cock a little awkward it was intentional, meant to draw attention to it.

"Someone's eager for me today." Uldren kissed Boone's shoulder as if to say he was forgiven for some transgression, then he got Boone's pants undone and pushed them over his hips. "Take those off." It was a command - not that Boone necessarily needed it, but he was feeling a little bossy at the moment. He pulled himself out of his own pants before directing Boone down to lie on his back on his bed.

Their lips met again as Uldren crawled on top of him. One of his hands opened a drawer in a nightstand and fished out a bottle of lube, which he applied to his fingers before that hand found itself massaging his ass. Once he'd done that for a few seconds he slipped one finger in as his other hand started to stroke Boone's cock lazily as more of a tease than with the intent of doing anything worthwhile. He slowly fingers Boone to give the man a chance to grow accustomed to the feeling again, though he would speed up some as long as Boone was receptive.

Bossy is fine with Boone. He does as he's told and lies on the bed, and he groans as he feels a finger slip into him. The toying with his cock in combination with the fingering has him hard by now, and he experimentally pushes down on the digit and tightens around it.

He doesn't demand anything- Uldren is in charge right now and he won't fight that too hard, save for some challenges here and there. But it's obvious by the way he soon starts squirming a little under the touches that he's getting impatient, his breath becoming shaky and his hands gripping Uldren's back hard, fingernails digging in. He kisses back eagerly, bucking his hips a little.

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.

The feeling of himself stretching to accommodate Uldren is new and mildly unpleasant at first. He grunts, but he wants this and he's sure there's a reason people do this- if it doesn't end up feeling good in the end, he'll be surprised. He keeps himself relaxed as best as he can, breath trembling as he tips his head towards Uldren and waits for the discomfort to pass.

When he feels ready, he cups Uldren's cheek and pulls him close for a soft kiss. He's still hard despite the ebbing ache he feels, and he eventually pushes down on Uldren just a little to test how it feels when he moves. It feels better this time.

"You can move... I'm okay." He only breaks the kiss to murmur against Uldren's lips, before kissing him again with a little more force.

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.

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