Some planet, afternoon [NFB for distance]

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Ben still was exactly sure where he and Ender had ended up but the food was good, the view from their room was fantastic, and nothing had tried to eat them.

He was calling it a win.

He leaned against the balcony railings and ate a piece of fruit (weirdly blue, but other than that very tasty) and watched some kind of birds float serenely on a lake in the near distance.

"Not a bad way to spend time, huh?" he asked.

[OOC: And not so much with the work-safe these days...]

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"I didn't bring my uniform, if you were wondering--"

Which was all he got out before he was flopping forward onto the bed.

"--but I did bring the sweater."

He'd noticed that too. Ben.

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Ben's eyes lit up. "Really?"

Not that it would stay on long.

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"Subtle as a brick, kreetle," Ender said fondly, and kissed him again.

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Ben nuzzled his neck. "I thought we were a bit beyond playing hard to get."

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"I don't know about that," Ender murmured. "Your shirt still seems to be on."

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"I thought implementing a standing 'no clothing while in our room' rule might make it awkward for movie nights with Karla," Ben replied, voice muffled as he pulled his shirt off over his head.

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Ender pulled off his own shirt at roughly the same time, so he had too much shirt in his face to properly respond until he'd tossed it at the closet. "No, but offering sexual favors while clothed seems like a little 'mixed signals' to me."

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"Or maybe just adding to the challenge," Ben said before leaning in to kiss along Ender's collarbone.

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"That's another way of looking at it," Ender said, sighing.

He slid his hands along Ben's sides, since they were there and available.

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Ben moved so that he was straddling Ender's legs and gave him a little push so he'd topple further back. How else would he be able to properly devote himself to kissing Ender's chest, really?

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"And you call me bossy," Ender muttered as he dropped back.

At least the bed was comfortable.

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"You are," Ben said, running his tongue around Ender's nipple.

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Ender sighed again. He wasn't particularly sensitive there, but Ben had acted pretty fast and a small thrill went up his spine anyway.

He reached out to touch the back of Ben's neck. "Only when I need to be."

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Ben sighed himself, then blew a breath of air across where he'd just licked.

"I think you just like bossing me around."

There was no complaint in that at all.

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"I'm not stopping you now," Ender said. He couldn't quite repress an involuntary shiver.

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Ben smiled at Ender's reaction, then repeated the movements on the other side so nothing was feeling neglected.

"It's not many people who can make Ender Wiggin do whatever they'd like," he teased.

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Ender's fingers gripped the back of his head a little harder - not too hard, but still. "Who says you can?" he asked, arching one eyebrow.

He let one corner of his mouth tug up a little and made sure his emotions were calm, just to ensure Ben wouldn't misinterpret that as actual offense.

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"Sounds like a challenge to me," Ben replied, licking along one of Ender's scars.

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Ender snorted softly. "Brat," he muttered, though he suddenly sounded out of breath.

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Ben blew a breath of air across the scar and slowly began working his way down Ender's chest.

"Hmmm, maybe I shouldn't let you talk," Ben mused.

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"Good luck with that," Ender said. For the first time, he was starting to wonder where Ben was going, and he peered down at Ben's mop of red hair.

And the way it was kind of drifting over his chest.

Hush.

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Ben wasn't entirely sure where he was going either (as tempting as the waistline of Ender's pants were proving to be, he was still a little nervous about getting there so quickly), but he was enjoying what he'd been doing so far.

"Shhh," he said, nipping down on the nearest bit of skin.

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"I should keep talking to spite you, shouldn't I," Ender mused, arching his back.

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"Maybe," Ben said, nipping a bit harder and sliding his hand along Ender's thigh.

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Ender hummed low in his throat, giving Ben's hair the slightest of tugs before he let his hand slide down to the back of his neck. "Or maybe not..."