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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"I was trained as a Jedi, you know," Ben said when he finally came up for breath. "Pants off."

[endsthegame]

"So I've been told," Ender said, his hands moving down to open his own fly and push his pants down.

Congratulations, you'd successfully given Ender Wiggin an order.

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Ben's little smile meant that he'd noticed that and was wondering if he could push it a bit.

He gave Ender a thorough kissing--reinforce good behavior, right?--then said, "On the bed please."

[endsthegame]

Ender's mouth curved as well, but he did as he was told, dropping back onto the bed. "Yes, sir."

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Ben straddled Ender's legs and gave him another thorough kiss. "Thank you."

[endsthegame]

Ender slid his fingers in Ben's hair and kissed him back thoroughly.

He thought about asking Ben to take his pants off, too, but they seemed to be going with something here and he didn't want to interrupt it just yet.

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"Mine," Ben whispered before sucking on the hollow of Ender's throat.

[endsthegame]

Ender groaned softly, tilting his head back. He ran his fingers along Ben's spine, down and up and down again.

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Ben shivered as his skin turned goose-bumpy, then bit down hard on Ender's neck.

Their first round had been all about reassurances, this time, Ben felt, it was proving how well they knew each other.

[endsthegame]

Ender cried out - that was both unexpected and good - and dug his fingers hard into Ben's back, rocking his hips up.

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Ben groaned into Ender's shoulder. "You feel so good--"

[endsthegame]

Ender barely caught his breath a moment later. "You're one to talk," he murmured into Ben's ear. "Do you have any idea what you feel like--?"

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Ben shivered. "When?"

[endsthegame]

"Last time we did this," Ender said, and kissed him hard.

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Ben whimpered and moved his hand down to unzip his pants. "We doing that again?"

[endsthegame]

"I don't know," Ender said, smoothing his hands over Ben's hips as soon as they became available. "I thought you were the boss."

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"On this, I want to be sure," Ben murmured, licking a slow path around Ender's ear.

[endsthegame]

"If you're game, I am," Ender said, shutting his eyes with a soft gasp.

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"I'm game," Ben said, sucking on Ender's lower lip, "but not quite yet. I want to enjoy you a little longer first."

[endsthegame]

Ender trailed his fingers back up along Ben's scars, letting himself get lost in this for a little bit longer.

The way he was kissing Ben back communicated well how much he agreed with that idea.

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Ben sighed, closed his eyes and let all of his inner barriers drop for a moment.

He shivered hard. "Kuso," he murmured shakily. "You love me so much."

[endsthegame]

"Yes," Ender said softly, running his fingers through Ben's hair. "I do."

In... a lot of different ways. A capacity for love was not exactly something Ender lacked.

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Ben smiled down at him, looking overwhelmed. "Feeling's mutual, kreetle."

[endsthegame]

"I know." Ender reached up and touched Ben's cheek.

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Ben rested his forehead on Ender's, just breathing in for a second. "It's a little scary how happy you make me," he whispered.