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

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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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[endsthegame]

Ender narrowed his eyes and gave him a gentle nudge.

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Ben replied by (very, very carefully) sliding his teeth along Ender.

[endsthegame]

Ender blinked, and eased up on the pressure for the sheer sake of... well... teeth.

He wasn't entirely clear on why that made him whimper so hard.

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Ben swallowed again and slowly pulled back to catch his breath for a second.

[endsthegame]

Ender took a deep, shuddering breath and opened eyes he'd only half-realized he'd shut.

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"Not done yet," Ben promised, "just needed to rest my jaw."

[endsthegame]

"Take your time," Ender said, managing to sound amused (and a tiny bit desperate) as well as breathless.

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"Kuso, look at you," Ben murmured, biting his lower lip.

[endsthegame]

"Funny," Ender murmured. "I was going to say the same thing..."

He cupped Ben's cheek.

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Ben smiled and leaned into Ender's hand. "Love you a ridiculous amount."

[endsthegame]

"Love you too," Ender said, smiling back. "Makes me glad to be here. So to speak."

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Ben's hand moved between them to take hold of Ender. "Should we stop speaking again?"

[endsthegame]

Ender grunted softly. "Unless you have something important to say..."

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Ben kissed him, then bit down on Ender's bottom lip. "Nothing's coming to mind..."

[endsthegame]

Ender hummed something pleased, but he was far too distracted with kissing and the important business of getting reacquainted with the inside of Ben's mouth to really comment on it.

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Ben moaned softly and scratched his free hand along Ender's side.

[endsthegame]

Ender groaned and rocked up into Ben's hand in response.

He left one hand on Ben's back and slid the other one down in order to return the favor.

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"Shit, Ender--" Ben replied, moving his mouth down to bite hard on his neck.

Well, it wasn't like everyone didn't know what they got up to anyway, right?

[endsthegame]

Ben, you were the entire reason why Ender owned scarves these days.

Ender tensed with a gasp, fingers digging into Ben's back. "Cheater," he groaned, giving him a tight squeeze.

This felt way too good.

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"Not cheating if we both win," Ben replied. (Most of his blood wasn't exactly fueling his brain right now.)

"More of that, please," he added.

[endsthegame]

"Are we both winning?" Ender asked philosophically (because his blood was quickly fleeing south, too).

He started moving his hand - very slowly - all the while dragging his fingers very firmly over Ben's scars.

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Ben shuddered hard and closed his eyes. "I think so," he said, reaching around to run his nails along the scar on Ender's neck.

[endsthegame]

Ender rocked up against him again, but any noise he might've made was buried into Ben's neck.

Which he bit at. Not gently. Gentle didn't seem to be the point.

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Ben's little noises got louder and he moved his hand a bit faster. Not too fast, though--this wasn't about making it easy for either of them.

[endsthegame]

As evidenced by Ender panting, "Is that the worst you can do?" into Ben's ear.

He phrased it as a taunt, but he was honestly... well, curious.