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, 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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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

Not fair, Skywalker.

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Oh, were they supposed to play fair? Oops.

"Come on, kreetle," Ben panted.

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In response, Ender reached up, tangled his hand in Ben's hair again, and yanked him down for a kiss.

And then used the distraction to try and flip him over again.

All that tactics training was good for something, after all.

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Ben was left breathless, and not just from landing on his back.

"Kuso," he gasped, looking up at Ender now before rocking his hips into him again.

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Ender rocked back, considerably harder than they'd been going before - and then reached to try and see if his hand was capable of doing both of them a favor.

He had absolutely no idea if that was possible, but his brain was too much of a haze for him to even bother worrying about that.

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Ben let out a needy whimper when he felt Ender's fingers and tangled his hands in Ender's hair.

"Please."

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This... wasn't lasting long now.

Or at all, really, because as it turned out that and a little squeeze of his own hand was enough to send Ender tipping over - metaphorically -, barely keeping himself partly upright with his other hand.

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Ben shuddered against him as Ender's reaction was enough to trigger his own, and wrapped his arms around Ender's waist to keep from flying apart.

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Ender collapsed on him a second later, sprawling liberally over Ben and moving not an inch from that position, either.