Hijra [A few weeks later]

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Ben was catching up on emails from home--news about the Sith, the latest gossip from Jag and Jaina's corner of the galaxy and whatever Allana had gotten herself up to while being unsupervised (there was a lot of "it'd seemed like a good idea!!!" in her correspondence)--and then poking around scientific journals about advancements in reproductive technology.

You know. For no real reason. Cough.

He drank tea and really missed having those yummy red fruits around. He'd need to ask when they came back the next time he went to the market.

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Ben snuggled in against Ender with a sated sigh, sliding his hand along Ender's chest. "Thank you."

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"What are you thanking me for?" Ender asked him fondly.

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"For asking me along on this ride," Ben murmured, smiling up at him as his hand drifted lower.

[endsthegame]

"You're welcome," Ender said.

Then he gasped, because hello, Ben's hand... and he was finally in the mood to accommodate it.

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"Now do you want my mouth up here where I can tell you nice things about yourself," Ben whispered in his ear, "or down where my hand is now?"

[endsthegame]

"Talk to me," Ender said.

It came out more desperate than he'd intended.

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Ben sucked on Ender's earlobe and moved his hand slowly. "I love you like this, too," he began quietly, "sweating, tousled...vulnerable, and so very fuckable."

[endsthegame]

"Language, young Jedi," Ender managed. Then he let out a helpless groan and rocked his hips up into Ben's hand.

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Ben ran his thumb across Ender's tip. "Sorry."

Nope, not sorry. Not even a little bit.

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Ender whimpered and bit down on Ben's shoulder. "'nsay it was bad," he mumbled.

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Ben nipped Ender's jawline. "Good. I was aiming for good."

[endsthegame]

"Very good," Ender assured him, sliding his arm around Ben's waist and rocking up into his hand with more purpose.

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Ben moaned softly in his ear and moved his hand a little faster. "And this?"

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"Kriff," Ender choked out. "Yes--"

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"I love watching you come undone," Ben said softly. "I'm the only one who sees you like this--"

[endsthegame]

"Ngggh," Ender said coherently, and arched his back. "Like seeing you give in too--"

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"Must be why we do this so much," Ben teased, sucking on Ender's lower lip.

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Ender hummed something vaguely in accordance. "Like the language... too..."

Well, here. Anywhere else, he found it a little unnecessary.

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"Think it's because we don't normally use it," Ben decided, moving his hand a little more quickly again.

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"Probably--"

Incidentally, Ben sounding that untouched and thoughtful while doing this-- a surprising turn-on, all in all. Ender made a little noise and dropped his head back and stopped attempting to have anything resembling a conversation because-- guh, close.

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"Beautiful boy," Ben crooned in his ear. "Let go for me."

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Was there ever a time Ben's voice hadn't struck him straight in the gut like this? Ender honestly couldn't remember.

He obeyed, because there was no way in hell he couldn't-- clinging on to Ben and shaking as he let it all go.

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Ben leaned in and gave him a thorough kissing as he stroked Ender's arm. "Love you."

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Ender hummed something distinctly happy into the kiss. "Mmmtoo."

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Ben was quite happy to just keeping Ender, then. Mmm, kissing.

He combined kissing and wiping his sticky hand on the side of the bed because he was a multitasker that way.