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

[endsthegame]

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.

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Oh, were they supposed to play fair? Oops.

"Come on, kreetle," Ben panted.

[endsthegame]

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.

[endsthegame]

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."

[endsthegame]

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.

[endsthegame]

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

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Ben's breath was still coming in unsteady gasps. "Wow."

[endsthegame]

"Mhm," Ender agreed, his head finding a nice pillow in Ben's shoulder.

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Ben tousled Ender's hair with his hand and closed his eyes, feeling exhausted and ridiculously happy.

[endsthegame]

Ender himself was feeling some incredibly rare satisfaction with the world himself - that might come back to worry him later.

But right now he had a tiny smile on his face and some warm skin under him. "'snice."

And sleepy. Also that.

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"Is," Ben agreed, flipping some of the blankets over onto Ender's back. "Naptime?"

[endsthegame]

Ender yawned. "Should clean up first," he said, "Or we'll wind up sticking together."

The practical end of both of them being boys.

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"Ouch," Ben agreed sleepily, nuzzling Ender's neck for a second before waving over a box of tissues.

[endsthegame]

"Lazy," Ender chastised him.

Obviously, taking a tissue and using it to clean Ben up was really going to teach him not to be so lazy in the future.

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"Nuh uh," Ben replied before letting out a soft sigh at what Ender was doing. "That's nice too."

[endsthegame]

"Guess I'm just nice today," Ender murmured, tossing the tissue in the vague direction of the trash can.

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Ben leaned his forehead against Ender's for a second before reaching for a tissue and returning the favor for Ender. "You're nice a lot of the time."

[endsthegame]

Ender let his face slip back into the hollow of Ben's throat, and hummed. "That's debatable," he murmured, "But I like being nice to you."

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Ben wrapped his arms around Ender's waist again and closed his eyes. "I prefer you not use this particular form of being nice on anyone else," he babbled.