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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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.
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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.