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]

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.

[endsthegame]

"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.

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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.

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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."

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

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Ben reached up to grab hold of the headboard with a low curse. "Your mouth should be illegal."

[endsthegame]

Ender would have laughed at that, but, well: busy.

With one hand, he reached for the nightstand - they'd gotten something a little more neutral than massage oil for this little venture, and, well, it'd work best while Ben was relaxed.

He dropped it on the sheets next to him, then refocused. (Which seemed to involve his tongue.)

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Ben moved one hand from the headboard and slid it down to rest on the back of Ender's neck, panting hard.

The tongue thing was his favorite, but he didn't want this to be over just yet.

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They were kind of on a mission here...

Ender took the hint and took it down a notch. He had to focus for the next part anyway-- sliding now-slick fingers places.

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Ben whimpered and tried not to arch up. "Feels good," he whispered, opening his eyes to watch Ender for a moment.

They'd done this part before but he figured a little positive reinforcement couldn't hurt.

[endsthegame]

For either of them, really.

It was now that Ender finally picked up on the vibes of different-now that Ben had been talking about later - as he moved he kept having to remind himself he wasn't doing this simply to make Ben go over.

Slow and thorough, instead.

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Ben sighed softly and wriggled a little bit despite himself on the bed.

His hand moved to ruffle Ender's hair gently. "Love you, kreetle."

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Ender pulled away eventually, sliding back up Ben's body to kiss him, fairly gently for where they were at right now. "You want to do this?" he asked softly.

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Ben cupped Ender's face between his hands. "I do," he said softly.

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"I love you," Ender murmured, kissing him again.

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"I love you too," Ben replied, choosing to be honest instead of teasing in his reply.

He moved his hands from Ender's face to his hips. "Where do you need me?"

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"That depends on you," Ender said, kissing him again - it felt important to keep doing that. "Supposedly if you sit down on me, that'll give you more control over it. But if we do it like this..."

Well, kissing, which Ender would demonstrate again.