Of course he knew what Mac and the elf had been saying and he almost gave himself away. Uldren had his mouth open to snap that he knew the kid was scared of him, but he caught himself just in time. He gave a slight jerk of his head, annoyance still foremost in his mind, but then Mac gave him that look. The frustration melted from his expression as the Guardian smiled and purred at him. He smirked slowly and kissed the man, mouth hungry and demanding as his hands started to tug at Mac's clothes again. For a few moments he forgot about their audience entirely, lost in the pleasure of devouring his lover's mouth with a silent promise to do the same to the rest of him.

When he finally lifted his head, Uldren glanced at the elf, who'd come just a little closer while he and Mac were distracted. The boy froze again when their eyes met, but the mixture of fear and lust in the elf's eyes was more than he could ignore. He sighed and nudged Mac a little, flashing the elf a crooked smile.

"Mac, stop thinking about your dick for a minute and bring the elf over. Look at his eyes. He can't make the last step himself and you're right, I scare him. Reach for him Mac, he needs a hand."