Aboard the Mrs. Morgan [a month after last time]

[momslilassassin]

Game night had gone without a hitch (well, other than the argument Ben had in his halting French with a colonist trying to skip Park Place in Monopoly) and he and Ender were now heading back to their room after a brief stop for ice cream and drinks in the mess.

"That was fun," he said, bumping his shoulder into Ender's. "Movie night next?"

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Hearing Ender sound like that hit Ben right in the...well, slightly lower than the gut.

"It is," he said, biting down hard enough to leave a mark.

[endsthegame]

"Fuck," Ender groaned, pulling on Ben's hair in response.

Not to stop him, mind.

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"That's the plan, yeah," Ben mumbled, nipping on the spot of skin just under Ender's belly button.

[endsthegame]

"One of these days that pun is going to get old," Ender warned, squirming a little.

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"But it hasn't yet," Ben insisted, kissing his way south.

[endsthegame]

"I would argue with you about that, but it feels pointless," Ender sighed, training his eyes on what Ben was doing.

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"Especially if you want me to suck you off," Ben replied, blushing slightly. He wasn't normally so explicit.

[endsthegame]

"You make a good point," Ender said, running his thumb over Ben's cheek since he couldn't actually kiss him right now.

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"It happens every now and then," Ben said, sliding down further and kissing his way along Ender's inner thigh, then sucked hard enough to leave a mark that only he'd see.

[endsthegame]

Ender whimpered loudly, arching his back. "Kay."

[momslilassassin]

Ender whimpering didn't happen nearly often enough in Ben's estimation, so he repeated what he'd just done on Ender's other leg.

[endsthegame]

It happened again, if that's what Ben was going for; Ender's fingers slid into Ben's hair because he needed something to hold on to.

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Ben scraped his teeth across the spot he'd just left.

[endsthegame]

Ender shivered a little, scraping his nails over the back of Ben's neck.

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"Harder?" Ben asked.

[endsthegame]

"I wouldn't stop you," Ender murmured.

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"Good," Ben said, eyes sparkling. Because having either of their protective instincts kick in right now would make things rather awkward.

"I love you," Ben added before biting down on Ender's inner thigh again.

[endsthegame]

Ender groaned and dug his nails into Ben's back pretty hard.

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Ben moaned, then kissed his tip, just to see how he reacted.

[endsthegame]

Ender gasped softly. He drew patterns over Ben's scars, still looking intently down at Ben's face.

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Ben smiled back, then ran his tongue along the length, maintaining eye contact.

[endsthegame]

Ender expelled another breath.

He trailed his fingers back up over Ben's shoulders, via the back of his neck and into Ben's hair, tousling it slowly.

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Ben grinned at him one more time, then he wasn't really able to smile as his mouth was a little busy.

Ahem.

[endsthegame]

"Nghhhhh."

Yes. Yes, ahem.

Ender remembered to scrape his nails back down Ben's spine a few moments later.

[momslilassassin]

Ben swallowed hard at that, then sped up slightly--but not too much since tonight they were playing a different game than usual.