Ben & Ender's bedroom, Shakespeare [Monday evening]

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It was old habit that led Ben to sit on asking Ender "what the hell was that?" about their meeting with Cade, their frankly terrifying and surly grandson, what the hell what the hell what the hell, until they were tucked into bed together.

"Soo..." he began. "What the hell was that?"

[OOC: For the boy!]

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"I know Cade was impressed," Ender joked, kissing Ben's nose.

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"I could tell by the way he glared at us," Ben said. "It was hair envy."

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"Between the two of you, you might actually make one decent haircut," Ender said.

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Ben tickled him. "And here I'd been thinking of getting seven tattoos and my ears pierced."

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"If you do," Ender said theatrically, "we are over."

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"So mean," Ben said, rolling on top of Ender to kiss him, feeling some of the tension ease out of his shoulders.

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Ender's hands slid up to those shoulders to rub them gently as he kissed Ben back.

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Ben let out a low sigh. "Better," he murmured.

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Ender kissed him again, softly. "We'll deal with this," he said. "Right now, relax."

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"Trying to," Ben said quietly, running his fingers through Ender's hair.

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Ender massaged Ben's shoulders with gentle pressure. "And remember that as always, what happens in Fandom doesn't necessarily dictate our future..."

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Ben sighed again, tucking his head into Ender's neck and closing his eyes again. "True," he murmured. "You've gotten really good at this--"

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"Not nearly as good as you," Ender said, a little smile in his voice. "But enough to get by."

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"I love you," Ben murmured, kissing him again. "I'll stop freaking out about this."

Any minute now, really.

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"Take your time," Ender said, increasing the pressure a little. "Lay down?"

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Ben shifted to an empty part of the bed, rolled onto his stomach and rested his head on the pillow. "All right."

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Ender crawled over and pressed a kiss between his shoulder blades. "Hey," he said softly, resuming what he had been doing.

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"Hey," Ben echoed, reaching a hand back to rest on whatever part of Ender was closest.

He closed his eyes again, trying to make the voices in his head shut up for a minute.

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Ender worked silently for a little while, happy to let himself linger on thoughts of affection and care and reassurance.

He was gentle with Ben's scars for once.

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Ben finally started relaxing. "He's so angry. It practically vibrates off of him."

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"He's had some really bad experiences," Ender said. "I don't think losing his dad helped."

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"At all," Ben agreed. "He wasn't dressed as a Jedi, either."

Unless Jedi were now going sleeveless in the winter, but a few of them were brighter than that.

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"Sounded like in his time, being a Jedi is a dangerous occupation," Ender said, kissing the back of Ben's neck.

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Ben let out a little sigh. "Yeah," he agreed. "How much do you want to bet that's what Dad's harassing him about from blue Force heaven?"

Because Luke got a little one-note when Jedi were involved.

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"I wouldn't bet against that," Ender said, digging his thumbs into Ben's back. "Your father needs to realize that being born a Skywalker isn't equal to being born a member of the royal family."