The Portal on Shakespeare [a week later]

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A mattress had been bought for guests, the house had been scrubbed from top to bottom and then bottom to top, and Ben, even though he knew that Luke wouldn't care in the slightest, had stressed out about what they'd have for dinner for the last three days.

Now he was a half-hour early for the time his father had sent him for the portal, bouncing nervously on the balls of his feet.

He was excited and terrified in almost equal measure.

Sounds like a fun vacation, huh?

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[endsthegame]

Ender moved down a little more. After all, Ben's abs were in terrible need of attention.

A lot of it.

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Ben sighed softly and then took a not-so-soft grip on Ender's hair.

[endsthegame]

Ender's head tilted a little to acknowledge Ben's grip, his eyes meeting Ben's and his mouth quirking up. "Yes?"

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Ben smiled back. "Hi."

[endsthegame]

Ender moved his mouth south by just half an inch. "Hi."

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"Guh," Ben replied coherently.

[endsthegame]

Ender quirked another small smile, then leaned down, applying himself to making Ben very, very happy.

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Ben's grip tightened in Ender's hair as he fought against making noise.

[endsthegame]

Ender took a hold of him to keep him steady, but he dedicated his other hand to running over the scars on Ben's chest.

He wasn't going to try anything more complicated than that.

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Ben didn't want complicated tonight, he wanted reassurance, and Ender was providing that in spades.

He sent a quick pulse of affection and trust through the Force toward him, not caring if his father picked it up. It wasn't like it was emotions Luke didn't already know Ben had for Ender.

[endsthegame]

Ender doubled his efforts as he felt that run over him. He just wanted to help Ben take the edge off, find his grounding-- and let him enjoy it.

He returned the feelings Ben was sending him, and thought of reassurance.

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Ben sighed softly as his hips began rocking. "Love you, love you, love you," he whispered again.

[endsthegame]

Ender let him, and not just because Ben still had a firm grip on the back of his head. He took it as it came, letting Ben set the pace now that he was moving.

He traced a little pattern on Ben's abdomen with his fingers.

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It took Ben a second to realize what Ender was letting him do, but when it sunk in, he let out a low, needy whimper and began moving his hips more deliberately.

[endsthegame]

Ender groaned softly. At least partly to encourage Ben to keep doing that.

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Ben's hand stroked the back of Ender's neck in time with the rhythm of his hips. His breath, on the other hand, was anything but even.

[endsthegame]

Ender made a wet little noise as he had to compensate, just a little. Not that he really cared all that much - even if he wound up with an ache in his jaw...

...well, this was very hot.

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Ben's eyes squeezed shut as he fought a losing battle for control. "Kuso, Ender--" he finally warned, panting hard.

[endsthegame]

Ender's hand tightened on Ben's hip, but he didn't slow down or pull away.

Go ahead.

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Ben let go with a quiet sigh, cupping Ender's head protectively with his hand.

[endsthegame]

Ender pulled away a couple of moments later.

He even swallowed this time, kind of disgusting as it was, then slid back up Ben's body with a sigh.

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"Thank you," Ben whispered, looking sweaty and tousled, before wrapping his arms around him and holding on tightly.

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Ender hugged him back, pressing a slightly messy kiss to Ben's mouth. "I love you," he murmured. "You can belong here."

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"I think I will," Ben replied, nuzzling Ender's neck.

[endsthegame]

"Okay," Ender said softly, and ran his fingers over Ben's back.