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Ben Skywalker ([personal profile] momslilassassin) wrote2012-04-18 01:06 pm
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Room 204 [afternoon]

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.
endsthegame: (kissing a booooy)

[personal profile] endsthegame 2012-04-23 09:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't know," Ender replied. His voice broke halfway in and he reached up to tangle his fingers in Ben's hair. "Though I'm not sure it would have gone well if you'd tried to do something about it."
endsthegame: (kissing a booooy)

[personal profile] endsthegame 2012-04-24 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
"And because I would have turned you down." He kissed Ben to take any remaining sting out of that answer.
endsthegame: (kissing a booooy)

[personal profile] endsthegame 2012-04-24 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
Ender snorted. Then shook his head, and murmured, "You did try, once."

He pressed a kiss to Ben's throat.
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[personal profile] endsthegame 2012-04-24 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Before that," Ender said, then got terribly distracted by all the skin for a moment.
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[personal profile] endsthegame 2012-04-24 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Still not what I meant," Ender murmured, "But you made it pretty hard on me back then, too."

He'd totally left that open for Ben to make a joke. Be grateful, Ben.

He nipped down on Ben's neck.
endsthegame: (headtilt)

[personal profile] endsthegame 2012-04-24 01:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"During the summer," Ender said. "You reached out for me once."

He took the hint and reached down to undo the zipper on his pants.
endsthegame: (being attentive)

[personal profile] endsthegame 2012-04-24 01:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"I still don't know why I let you do that," Ender admitted. He pushed his pants down his hips. "Besides that I'm a masochist of some kind. I wanted to reach back rather badly."
endsthegame: (biting his lip)

[personal profile] endsthegame 2012-04-24 02:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"Actually, I don't," Ender said, dropping down next to Ben so he could get his pants off without injury. "I'm not really fond of people touching me without permission, or trying to crawl into my space."

Ben was just a strange exception.
endsthegame: (being attentive)

[personal profile] endsthegame 2012-04-24 02:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"You seem to enjoy being in my space a lot," Ender said, kicking his pants off the bed.
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[personal profile] endsthegame 2012-04-24 03:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Ender rolled back in closer with him, sliding his arm around Ben's waist. "I'm glad," he said honestly.
endsthegame: (boykissy leaning in)

[personal profile] endsthegame 2012-04-24 03:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Ender smiled at him - a small thing, just a tiny upwards motion of the lips - then slid his leg between Ben's.

A moment later, he nudged his nose against Ben's, too. Nothing to say to that.
endsthegame: (kissing a booooy)

[personal profile] endsthegame 2012-04-24 03:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Ender's hand slid down to cup the swell of Ben's behind, and he made a satisfied noise against Ben's mouth. "I know," he murmured, then kissed Ben again.