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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"Mmm," Ender replied, sneaking his hands under Ben's shirt.

Not so much because he wanted to get rid of it, but because sometimes being close was its own reward.

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And Ender's hands were way better than itchy, stupid polyblend.

"Hi," he murmured a little inanely.

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"I should really get back to work soon," Ender told him wryly.

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"Maybe," Ben said, nipping at Ender's earlobe. "What are you working on?"

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"Answering the latest batch of mails from the colonists on Eros," Ender said, sounding a little distracted now.

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"Any pressing emergencies?" Ben asked, shifting to Ender's other ear.

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"No major ones," Ender said. He sighed. "You're terrible."

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"You seem really upset about that," Ben noted, wrapping Ender's tie through his fingers.

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"One of these days, I'm going to manage to get through a day's worth of work without you jumping me," Ender said.

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"Then you'll worry that I'm sick," Ben said, but he pulled back a little bit.

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Ender leaned over and pecked him on the lips. "Just two more emails. They're a little on the urgent side," he said. "After that, you can deal with my tie."

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Ben smiled. "I'm not upset," he said, reaching out to ruffle Ender's hair. "I should shower anyway. Get the dreaded bunny drool off my leg."

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Ender smiled a little. "If you promise to come back in a towel, I really will try and make it quick," he said.

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"Not why I was showering," Ben said, laughing, "but not exactly a disincentive either. Write your people, kreetle. I'll be back in a while."

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"Avoid anything cute and furry on the way," Ender said, getting up off the bed. "I'm not fixing you a second time."

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"Yes, sir," Ben teased, grabbing his towel and heading out the door.

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Ender shook his head and went back to his desk, calling up the relevant emails on his laptop and getting back to answering them.

Seriously, Skywalker.

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Ben came back twenty minutes later with a wet head and a towel obligingly slung around his waist.

He gave a quick smile to Ender and walked to his bureau. He didn't want to interrupt genuine work, after all.

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Ender clicked send, then shut his laptop and looked up.

Hi, shirtless Ben.

"Welcome back."

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"Miss me?" Ben asked teasingly.

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"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.

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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."

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