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 moaned softly. "Kuso, you feel good," he whispered, still keeping his movements slow. Tonight didn't feel like something to be rushed.

[endsthegame]

"Feeling's mutual," Ender sighed, tracing a path down Ben's arm with his fingertips. He kept moving his hips, very slowly, into Ben's hand.

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Ben tilted his head to suck on the lobe of Ender's ear, then traced it with his tongue. His thumb slid over Ender's tip, exploring.

[endsthegame]

Ender released a soft moan and cupped Ben's behind with his own hands, giving it a squeeze.

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"Talk to me," Ben whispered. "What do you need?"

[endsthegame]

"I need this," Ender said, his mouth curving into a wry smile. "You-- as close to me as possible. Everything else doesn't matter to me so much right now."

He leaned up and kissed Ben again.

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Ben smiled into the kiss. "That I can do," he murmured, sucking on Ender's lower lip. "For hours, really."

[endsthegame]

Ender laughed softly. "I think by that time, I'd be asleep," he teased.

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"I think I'm a better kisser than that," Ben teased back.

[endsthegame]

Ender kissed him again. "This is starting to sound a little like torture..."

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Ben squeezed his hand gently around Ender. "Then I'm doing something wrong."

[endsthegame]

"Nggh," Ender groaned, squeezing his eyes shut. "Prolonged... exposure..."

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"What you did to yourself for years before you told me, basically," Ben teased, sucking on Ender's other ear. "You should be used to this."

Those years hadn't exactly included where Ben's hand currently was.

[endsthegame]

"Not exactly-- kreetle," Ender panted, giving Ben's ass another squeeze.

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Ben nipped at Ender's neck in response. "This what you pictured when you let yourself?" he murmured, moving his hand a little faster.

[endsthegame]

Ender whimpered loudly, his back arching a little. "Y-yeah."

The two or so times he ever did...

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Ben's tongue darted out and licked the little mark he'd left, then he reached for the container Ender had left on the nightstand. "Still going slow, kreetle," he murmured.

[endsthegame]

"'s okay," Ender panted, taking advantage of the moment to press a few kisses into Ben's neck while he was stretching.

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Ben moaned softly. "Distracting," he scolded lightly as he slicked up his fingers and began moving them...places.

[endsthegame]

Ender groaned. "Yes, you are," he mumbled.

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Ben took his time, fingers moving slowly as he kissed Ender's neck.

[endsthegame]

Ender slid one hand up and curled his fingers back into Ben's hair. "Kuso," he sighed, letting his body relax as much as he could.

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"I've got you," Ben murmured. "Nothing's going to hurt."

[endsthegame]

"It will," Ender murmured back, "But only a little. I'm okay."

He let out a long, drawn-out exhale.

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Ben kissed him again. "I love you so much, Ender."