Room 614, the Arms Hotel, Sunday morning

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It was positively decadent, sleeping on a soft mattress without worrying about mosquitoes, bickering teenagers, annoying co-workers, or potential planetary eradication...

So Ben was sleeping in today. Mmmm. Sleep.

[OOC: For Ender!]

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Ender would be able to feel how deeply that affected Ben, and not just in the way his hips snapped forward involuntarily. "Mine," he whispered.

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Ender groaned at the sudden movement. He nipped down on Ben's neck. "Yours," he echoed.

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Ben cradled Ender's head against him as he finally let go of some of his inhibitions and started really moving against Ender.

The headboard began rattling against the wall.

[endsthegame]

This was what Ender had been waiting for-- well, from Ben. He was perfectly happy simply to be joined.

But Ben needed this, and he so rarely still found himself willing to go after what he needed, and the wave of that intensity crashed over Ender and he found himself moaning encouragingly in Ben's ear. Babbling, even, promising him he could take as he wanted--

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Because Ben had truly lowered all of his defenses, this wasn't going to last very long. He was reduced to low gasps for breath as he moved the hand that wasn't in Ender's hair to brace himself against the headboard.

[endsthegame]

Ender sighed, his eyes sliding up to look at the stretch of Ben's arm above him, all taut muscle.

It was a pretty sight.

Before he knew it, he was reaching out, covering Ben's hand on the headboard with his own.

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Ben whimpered Ender's name and moved even harder.

[endsthegame]

Ender actually sounded like he choked a little as a, "Kuso--" wrung out of his throat.

"Gonna feel this tomorrow," he whispered, "You can let go, you can..."

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Ben groaned. "Want you to feel it. Mine."

[endsthegame]

A quiet whimper escaped Ender as Ben brushed that again. He looked down, between them, his free hand sliding over Ben's back and onto his hip.

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"So kriffing beautiful," Ben whimpered. "Closecloseclose--"

[endsthegame]

"Come, love," Ender murmured in his ear. "Get you all over me--"

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Ben moaned at that mental image and lost control. "Ender."

[endsthegame]

Ender sighed and pressed kisses against Ben's neck, more interested in the feel of him, the emotions he could tell were pounding in Ben's pulse, than the look on his face.

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"Kuso," Ben finally whispered in a shaky voice.

[endsthegame]

"Hey," Ender whispered quietly. "I love you."

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"Love you more," Ben murmured into Ender's neck.

[endsthegame]

"Let's not argue about details," Ender whispered.

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"Fair enough," Ben replied, kissing him softly.

[endsthegame]

"Feel better?" Ender murmured.

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"Much," Ben whispered. "Thank you."

[endsthegame]

Sometimes, that possessive little creature in Ben got hungry. Ender hoped it had been fed now.

But he took Ben's face in his hands and kissed it again.

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Ben kissed him back, making sure Ender could still feel all of the emotions he was experiencing.

[endsthegame]

Ender pulled away gently, a soft smile on his face.

He ran his knuckles along Ben's cheek.

"You're beautiful," he said, "And I'm lucky. I'm well aware of that."

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Ben's whole expression softened. "I'm lucky too. I get to have you."