Room 204 [afternoon]

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Ben didn't have classes on Wednesdays, so he normally went out on a nice long run before climbing the Rocky Bits (yes, for fun, and yes, without safety equipment), so it wasn't entirely unheard of for him to come home with a few scratches on his arms or legs.

Today, though, he was limping heavily and cursing under his breath about big sharp teeth and stupid kriffing bunnies.

He was a Skywalker. Of course something had tried to eat him.

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"Miss me?" Ben asked teasingly.

[endsthegame]

"Not really," Ender said. "Much easier to put out fires without you around."

He leaned back in his seat. It seemed as good a time as any to appreciate the view.

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Ben's cheeks went pink as he yanked on a pair of boxers. "I'm going to put off putting those pleated...things...as long as possible," he declared.

[endsthegame]

Ender got up out of his chair - tie neatly back where it belonged after the abuse Ben foisted on it - and stepped towards him. "I think you can pull off boxers and a shirt as long as the door is locked," he said.

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"No tie, right?" Ben checked. "It feels overly formal with just the shorts."

[endsthegame]

"The shirt is optional too, come to think of it," Ender said with a little laugh. "The door's shut, Ben."

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"And yet you're still buttoned up tight," Ben teased.

[endsthegame]

"I'm not the one who's morally opposed to buttons."

Just socks.

He slid his thumbs under the waistband of Ben's boxers and pulled him in.

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"Mmm, hi there," Ben said, reaching for Ender's tie to loosen it back up again.

He liked Ender looking a little tousled. Shhh.

[endsthegame]

Ender slid one hand around to cup Ben's behind, but the other one went right back up and touched Ben's face. "What is it with you and my tie?" he asked, dropping another kiss on Ben's lips.

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"I'm not used to it," Ben said, settling himself in Ender's lap. "We're not really a tie-wearing galaxy."

[endsthegame]

"I'm not from a terribly tie-friendly environment either," Ender said, amused.

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Ben tugged the tie off of Ender, then reached out to unbutton the shirt. "True, but you look hot in one," he said, blushing furiously. "Even this one."

[endsthegame]

Ender, smiling and still with one hand on Ben's ass and one on the back of his head, leaned over and kissed him again.

Any frustrating of Ben's efforts was purely coincidental. Really.

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Ben groaned softly. "You're making it tough to get you naked."

[endsthegame]

"Maybe I have different priorities," Ender teased.

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"Like what?" Ben asked.

[endsthegame]

"Like kissing you?" Ender ventured. "It seems pretty important to me."

He stroked his hand up along Ben's side.

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"Well, when you put it that way," Ben replied, shivering slightly, "...okay."

[endsthegame]

"Mm," Ender replied, nipping at Ben's bottom lip before claiming his mouth as thoroughly as he knew how.

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Ben felt his toes curl at that. "Sure you've only been doing this six months?" he gasped.

[endsthegame]

"I had a good teacher," Ender said, stroking his fingers back down over Ben's spine, lingering over some of the scars.

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Ben shivered and slid his fingers under Ender's shirt.

[endsthegame]

Ender kissed his neck, then muttered, "So it has been six months."

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"Did you want to do something for it?" Ben asked, looking stricken.