Sorelledolce [let's call it Sunday]

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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!]

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Ender kissed him on the cheek. "Maybe not," he agreed, "But at least you didn't break anything."

He slid his hand down to the bump in Ben's towel.

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Ben moaned. "That would've been awful," he agreed.

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"Very," Ender said, and couldn't resist kissing him on the mouth first, firmly and full of promise.

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Ben bumped back against the sink and kissed Ender back.

A lot. Hands through his hair and pulling him in tightly.

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Ender dropped his towel to the floor and slid his other arm around Ben's waist, too, dipping his fingers under the cloth. He sighed, pressing up against him.

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"Kuso, I love you," Ben whimpered, rocking up into the friction.

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"Bedroom," Ender whispered, nipping at his jaw.

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"Yes, yes, now please," Ben said coherently, pushing away from the sink and heading to the bed.

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Ender didn't take his hands off of him the entire time, except for the few moments it took him to pull the towel off of Ben's hips and let it drop to the ground.

He pressed Ben onto the bed as soon as they got there, sliding into his lap.

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Ben went right back to kissing him as desperately as he could.

Because yes please, this was good.

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Ender gasped, rocking his hips against him, kissing back as firmly as he was getting.

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"Fuck," Ben gasped into Ender's neck, resting his hand against Ender's hips and pulling him in tighter.

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"Ben," Ender murmured, nipping at his bottom lip, rolling his hips again.

He should probably stop... sometime. But it felt good.

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"Kriff, this feels good," Ben moaned softly, "but we had plans. They were good plans..."

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Ender sighed. "We did," he said, wriggling against Ben once last time before he stilled. "Okay."

He turned over and flopped back onto the bed.

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Ben took a couple of steadying breaths and then moved over to Ender, sucking gently on the back of his neck.

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Ender let out a soft whimper, reaching back to touch Ben's back lightly.

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Ben sucked harder on the little scar, then began kissing a slow line down Ender's spine.

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Ender shivered, keeping his hand where it was for as long as he could, then sliding it up into Ben's hair.

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Ben sighed. "Kreetle," he whispered, nipping down on the small of Ender's back. "Love you."

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"I love you too," Ender said, turning his head so his cheek was pressed to the mattress. "Mmm."

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Ben scraped his nails down the back of Ender's thighs. "Mmmm," he agreed.

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Ender let out a long, drawn-out sigh, rubbing his hips lightly against the mattress.

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Ben gave Ender's ass a light smack. "Tilt up for me, love."

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Ender obliged, tilting his hips up immediately.

If he hadn't been hard before, he definitely was now.