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Ben Skywalker ([personal profile] momslilassassin) wrote2015-11-15 04:19 pm

Sorelledolce [let's call it Sunday]

Ben was starting to feel at home on Sorelledolce: he had a routine for getting produce for the week at the same store, where the older man behind the counter insisted on spoiling the baby with strawberries, plums or apples, depending on what he had available when they arrived. He'd then get bread at another shop (and a roll for Val to gnaw on), and then a coffee for himself (and an espresso cup full of whipped cream that Val smeared all over her face, to her great delight) before heading back to the ship.

He kept up his normal one-sided conversation with his daughter as they walked. "That's a puppy, Val," Ben explained. "And that's a chicken! And that's a lady who's glaring at us for no real reason but we're going to walk faster anyway..."

Just another Sunday morning. Ben kind of loved his quiet little life.

[OOC: For calls or the boy!]
endsthegame: (a little maudlin)

[personal profile] endsthegame 2015-12-13 02:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"Mhm," Ender hummed softly.

Now that he was coming back down, too, his fingers were tracing little patterns on Ben's back.
endsthegame: (like a painting)

[personal profile] endsthegame 2015-12-13 03:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"'kay," Ender sighed. "Love you."
endsthegame: (boykissy leaning in)

[personal profile] endsthegame 2015-12-13 03:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh. After all that, Ender was entirely too sensitive; he whimpered and trembled against Ben.
endsthegame: (kissing a booooy)

[personal profile] endsthegame 2015-12-13 03:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"Dunno," Ender said.

He pressed a haphazard kiss to the side of Ben's head.
endsthegame: (like a painting)

[personal profile] endsthegame 2015-12-13 03:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"Kriff, yes," Ender said. He nuzzled idly at Ben's cheek. "Feel like that in me right now."
endsthegame: (kissing a booooy)

[personal profile] endsthegame 2015-12-13 03:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Ender let out another sigh against his mouth, then slid his hand up into Ben's hair and kissed him back, drawing it out.
endsthegame: (in the background)

[personal profile] endsthegame 2015-12-13 04:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Ender smiled up at him. "I can feel that," he teased.
endsthegame: (like a painting)

[personal profile] endsthegame 2015-12-13 05:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Ender whimpered loudly as that took him by surprise, setting off his own nerves something fierce, painful and sweet.

His fingers were suddenly digging into Ben's shoulders again.
endsthegame: (like a painting)

[personal profile] endsthegame 2015-12-13 08:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh," Ender gasped, dragging his fingers down without even fully realizing it; the rest of him was still too languid and too alert all at once.
endsthegame: (like a painting)

[personal profile] endsthegame 2015-12-13 09:02 pm (UTC)(link)
A part of Ender gave a sudden, hopeful twitch; he wasn't sure if it was his stomach or something lower. "Ben," he said, a sigh still in his voice, and shut his eyes.
endsthegame: (like a painting)

[personal profile] endsthegame 2015-12-13 09:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Ender exhaled audibly, dropping his head back against the pillow. He wasn't sure what Ben was doing, but he was capitulating to it regardless.
endsthegame: (boykissy leaning in)

[personal profile] endsthegame 2015-12-13 09:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Ender's skin shivered under Ben's mouth. He let out a soft moan and dragged his fingers back up Ben's back in response.

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