Shuttle landing zone, Hijra [Six months in stasis, twelve years Earth time gone, Tuesday in Fandom]

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After saying their final goodbyes to Ender's parents before getting to Ganges, there wasn't really much point to staying awake between stops, and so all three of them went into stasis for the duration of the flight between Ganges and Hijra, a planet they'd picked for its relative obscurity, warm, dry climate, and sand (but not too much sand, Ben had been sure to check. He hadn't come all this way to end up on another Tatooine. There was obscure and there was "furthest star from anything.") Besides, after their trip back to Kaeleer, Ben hadn't exactly been anxious to be alone with his thoughts for much time.

He'd memorized what little information had changed about their new home planet: very quiet, minimal interference from Earth's government (which was now a few generations past Peter's time, and that was a little hard to get used to), made up primarily of Earth immigrants from the Middle East, and Northern and Central parts of Africa. They'd been drawn to the heat as much as Ben had been. With all of his possessions in the duffel over his shoulder, he stepped down out of the shuttle and took his first breath of non-recycled air in six months. "Sure is hot," he said, tilting his head up to the sun. "Feels good. Where's our house again?"

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Ender looked up at him reproachfully. "Quiet."

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Ben kissed him hard in reply.

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Nggggh.

Ender abandoned his earlier plans in favor of simply rocking his hips against Ben's.

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Ben slid his hands down Ender's back and squeezed his rear, then moved his head to nibble on Ender's ear.

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Ender sighed, sliding his hands between them to grasp both of them at once.

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Ben let out a low whimper and rocked into Ender's hand.

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"Shh, shh," Ender hissed, moving his hand as well as he could.

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Ben hummed happily against Ender's neck and slid his hand next to Ender's.

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"C'mon," Ender whispered, sliding his free hand along Ben's arm.

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"You too," Ben said, moving his hand more quickly.

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Ender moved his to match, pressing his face into the pillow next to Ben's head so he wouldn't make too much noise.

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Ben panted into Ender's skin, trying to stay as quiet as he could, which was something he hadn't exactly been cultivating over the last few years.

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This co-habiting thing was going to take some adjusting.

At least the walls were thick and sound didn't carry far, but they hadn't actually figured that out yet. (Ender had planned to find out upon arrival, but Ben jumping him had kind of put a break on that.)

"This is... something else," he murmured into Ben's ear.

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"Feels like high school again," Ben replied with a little chuckle.

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"Can't say I missed-- that," Ender panted.

He made his own lot worse by sliding his thumb over both of them.

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Ben let out a low whimper, trying to bury the noise in a kiss.

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Ender kissed him back enthusiastically, putting most of his focus in that. Even if it meant he was going to run out of oxygen sooner rather than later.

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Who needed oxygen? Ben was planning to learn to go without if it meant there would be more kissing...

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Ender had to break loose eventually, gasping for breath. "Kriff," he mumbled.

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"I love you," Ben murmured, moving his hand again.

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"Love you," Ender sighed, tucking his head against the pillow as he focused on their hands now rather than anything else.

Well, their hands and Ben's eyes, which were still a very pretty blue.

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Ben gazed back, smiling softly and moving his hand with more deliberation, trusting years of experience to give Ender what he needed.

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Ender let out another soft sigh.

He reached out with his free hand to touch Ben's cheek, sliding his fingers up and through Ben's hair.

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Ben leaned his forehead in so it touched Ender's and closed his eyes, reveling in the feelings of safety (and...other stuff) that always came with being like this with Ender, regardless of location.

This connection was Ben's definition of home.

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Ender let his eyes shut too, focusing on both the warmth of this - on several levels - and his struggle to keep from making too much noise.

Somehow, the quiet made it feel... closer.