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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"You mean-- faster?" Ender asked, because asking difficult questions of him while doing that was kind of mean.

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"Faster," Ben agreed. Two syllables were about as much as he was capable of right now. "Please?"

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"Okay," Ender breathed, snapping his hips forward faster, and okay, that had been a good plan.

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Sometimes Ben had them!

Not that he'd be wasting breath taking credit because this felt really, distractingly good.

He started trembling with the effort of not losing it.

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Ender moaned softly as the last of his considerable focus got hijacked by baser functions. "Kuso, Ben--"

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Ben's hands gripped Ender tightly as he bit down on his shoulder.

[endsthegame]

That earned a gasp, and a powerful motion forward, and then Ender was reaching down to grip Ben's thigh and make this just a little smoother--

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Ben made a noise halfway between a whimper and a cry, shuddered and went still.

[endsthegame]

Ender kept moving just a little bit longer, his brain warm and sharp with need - but didn't last much longer, groaning and squeezing Ben's thigh as he went.

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Ben nuzzled Ender's neck a little absently as he gradually remembered important things like his name and how to breathe regularly.

[endsthegame]

Ender hummed a little. He didn't move very much, choosing to give in to feeling comfortable instead.

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Ben grinned to hear it. "Happy?"

[endsthegame]

"Comfortable," Ender countered, sounding a little sleepy. He finally moved his hand, and added, inanely, "Chest hair's coming back."

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"I'm not waxing it again," Ben said, ruffling Ender's hair absently.

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Ender ran his fingers lightly over the stubble with just a bit of fascination. "Wasn't going to ask you to."

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"Good," Ben replied with a light chuckle. "Because I love you, but that hurt."

[endsthegame]

"And yet I doubt you'll remember that next time you let Topher and Tony talk you into a stupid dare," Ender said, amused, tracing some random pattern on Ben's chest.

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"Sure I will," Ben said. "Next time won't involve getting hair removed."

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Ender snorted, sliding his fingers down to mess with the tiny bits of hair on the lower end of Ben's belly. "And you've already done tattoos," he mused.

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"Right," Ben agreed, smiling at him and let his hand drift along Ender's back. "Other than dying my hair a stupid color, I'm all out of stuff to do."

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"Tony's already done pink. You'll have to go more esoteric," Ender said, and pulled his attention away from Ben's stomach so he could reach up and touch the mark on Ben's neck.

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"Did you get me pretty good?" Ben asked, sounding amused.

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"I'd say so," Ender muttered. "You liked that."

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Ben's cheeks turned red. "I didn't hear you complaining much either."

[endsthegame]

"Didn't have much to complain about," Ender said, leaning over to kiss that mark. Very gently.