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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Ender whimpered, hooking his other leg around Ben's waist and tilting his head back.

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"Kuso," Ben murmured hoarsely. He was absolutely convinced his knees had gone liquid hearing the sound Ender had just made. He scraped his teeth along Ender's neck until he reached the hollow of his throat and bit down again.

[endsthegame]

That was an incredibly vulnerable piece of skin Ben had just put his teeth to.

Ender squirmed - something downstairs might have just twitched - and let out a gasp, briefly torn between fight-or-flight or finding that kind of a ridiculous turn-on.

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Ben ran his tongue across that spot, humming a bit under his breath.

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Ender's hand clenched possibly-painfully in Ben's hair. "Kintama," he hissed.

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Ben gasped as the pain registered and was shunted away as he declared it not important, then blew a little breath of air over that same spot, just to see what it would do.

He'd ask Ender about the new word later, when he could focus on word....things.

[endsthegame]

Ender shivered, his grip on Ben's hair relaxing. "Okay," he muttered. "Okay."

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"It's just me," Ben murmured softly, kissing his collarbone.

And he'd cut off his own hand before he'd deliberately hurt Ender.

[endsthegame]

Ender, his pupils heavily dilated, glanced down at him. "I know," he said, his breathing moving a little fast.

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Ben smiled at Ender, then deliberately rocked his hips hard against him.

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That caught Ender by - not exactly displeased - surprise. He moaned, thighs pressing harder against Ben's hips in some bizarre non-verbal iteration of the word 'stay'.

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Ben shifted his weight a bit and then moved against Ender again, slipping his hand down to trace along Ender's thigh.

[endsthegame]

Ender's breath got caught in his throat and he rolled his hips back into Ben to the best of his ability.

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Ben groaned and his nails dug into Ender's leg just a little bit, but kept their tempo slow and steady.

[endsthegame]

Ender hummed softly, tangling his fingers in Ben's hair again as he tried to accommodate his rhythm. "That's nice."

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"Nice?" Ben repeated, nipping at Ender's lower lip.

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"Really nice," he corrected himself, shifting his legs up a little to get more contact.

And also kissing him. That part was important too.

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"Really nice," Ben agreed, shivering slightly and moving a little faster.

[endsthegame]

Ender groaned softly and clenched his fingers briefly in Ben's hair again. "Very, very nice," he babbled.

Shut up.

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"Do that again," Ben demanded softly before biting down on Ender's neck.

[endsthegame]

Well, if he was going to do that... Ender whimpered and gave Ben's hair the slightest tug as he arched into him.

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Ben gasped and moved again, scratching his fingers down Ender's side.

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Ender reached down and took a hold of Ben's own side right over the lightsaber scar, giving it a squeeze. "C'mon," he said.

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"You first," Ben replied, biting down a little harder.

[endsthegame]

Ender expelled a loud, trembling breath of air and shut his eyes, rocking up hard.

Not fair, Skywalker.