Ben & Ender's house on Shakespeare [some evening]

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Ben was curled up on the sofa with Ender's rather dry book on anatomy after Ben's research into the subject had brought up suggestions like "Bend Over," "Eating Out," and other titles that had sent Ben into an unhelpful cycle of flail. (Jane had a wicked sense of humor, not that Ben knew that.)

He had a dish of ice cream while he waited for dinner to warm up--his only outward sign of nerves--and kept glancing at the door waiting for Ender to come home.

Just another night, right? If he kept repeating that to himself, maybe he'd believe it.

[OOC: This is going to get waaaaaaay NWS, methinks. For the boy.]

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[endsthegame]

"I don't think luck has anything to do with this," Ender said softly, and did a little something with his hand. "C'mon. To bed with you."

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"Like my legs work right now," Ben fake-complained, hissing in a breath.

[endsthegame]

Ender moved his hands to Ben's hips and took a step backwards. "Don't worry," he said, "I'll support you."

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"You always do," Ben said with a tiny smile, leading Ender toward the bed again.

[endsthegame]

Ender smiled back, letting him lead.

And letting himself drop back on the bed. "C'mere then, handsome."

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Ben leaned in to kiss him fiercely. "I love you an indecent amount," he whispered.

[endsthegame]

Ender slid his fingers into Ben's hair and projected a calculated - but definitely not insincere - amount of happiness at him.

He was happy to be here, in Ben's presence, no matter what else happened tonight.

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Ben sucked on Ender's lower lip, then moved his hand down to rest flat against Ender's stomach. "Think I owe you some attention--"

[endsthegame]

"I'm not going to say no to that," Ender said. "Though 'owe' is a big word..."

He also had some other plans, but those could wait.

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"I think I want to give you some attention," Ben amended, moving his hand lower and giving him a squeeze.

[endsthegame]

Ender groaned and dropped his head back against the mattress. "Thanks," he said dryly, to the ceiling, and slid his own hand down to Ben's lower back.

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Ben kept his hand moving as he began scraping his teeth along Ender's collarbone, paying special attention to the hollow of Ender's throat.

Because he'd noticed what Ender liked by now.

[endsthegame]

Ender made a little noise in the back of his throat and let his hands slip downwards, and around, and... returning the favor.

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Ben moaned into Ender's neck and rocked his hips into him. "Kuso."

His nerves were beginning to really take notice again and every movement Ender made seemed to fire straight up along his spine.

[endsthegame]

"Oh," Ender gasped, answering the motion with a roll of his hips upwards. "--Hi, Ben."

Shush, he was using his brains to try and remember what his plan of attack was.

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"Hi," Ben replied, nipping at Ender's earlobe. "Too much?"

Because he really didn't want to stop.

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"Not at all," Ender said, tilting his head up to press a kiss to Ben's mouth. "But-- switch up?"

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"Okay," Ben said, sounding suddenly nervous.

[endsthegame]

Ender gave him a little nudge. "Don't worry," he murmured. "I'm just saying hello to Junior first."

Only right here with Ben could he say really objectively terrible things like that.

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Ben laughed, relaxing again. "I love you," he said, kissing him.

[endsthegame]

Ender kissed him back, then took advantage of the opportunity to crawl on top of him and kiss his chest. "I love you too," he said, "You big flaily brat."

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Ben swatted him on the ass. "I am not."

He really was.

[endsthegame]

Ender kissed the skin right above Ben's belly button, and then below it. (Partly just to get out of swatting range.) "You are," he said fondly.

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Ben shivered. "And you are a big cheater."

[endsthegame]

"I'm playing by the rules this time," Ender pointed out, and then put his mouth to work.