Ta'a Chume'Dun, Hapes, Hapes Cluster, Friday evening

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Ben leaned against the balcony of their suite in the Fountain Palace and sighed softly. Hapes really was ridiculously beautiful, and while he preferred Naboo because of the lack of constant political posturing, he did enjoy getting to show Ender and Val off to Tenel Ka, who flatly refused to believe he was old enough to have a baby of his own when she could still remember changing his bottom.

The laughter from her guards at that had almost made the embarrassment worth it. "I think it's time for dinner soon," Ben called into Ender. "It's hard to gage here by the sun because it never gets fully dark."

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"I don't remember promising to be your pillow forever, in goodness and in health," Ender said, smiling at him. And the raspberry.

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"It was totally in there," Ben said. "I give you endless back rubs in exchange."

[endsthegame]

"I haven't had one of those in a while," Ender said. "Maybe I should file for breach of contract."

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"Roll over and I'll give you one now," Ben said.

[endsthegame]

Ender laughed softly. "Always have an answer for everything, don't you?" he said.

While rolling over.

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Ben leaned in and pressed a soft, lingering kiss on the nape of Ender's neck. "Only most of the time."

[endsthegame]

Ender sighed quietly. "It's all right," he said. "I often like your answers."

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"I thought you might," Ben said, running his hands along Ender's spine.

[endsthegame]

Ender shivered under his touch, pillowing his head on his arms. "That feels nice."

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"That's the idea," Ben said softly, kissing along Ender's back as his hands worked.

[endsthegame]

Ender smiled softly at his pillow. "You always know how to make it work."

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"Well, I've spent a good portion of my life trying to make you happy," Ben said, reaching out to trace Ender's smile. "I love seeing it work."

[endsthegame]

"Some would say that was irrational obsession talking," Ender teased softly, shutting his eyes.

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Ben nipped down on the meat of Ender's shoulder. "Shush."

[endsthegame]

Ender whimpered softly. "... 'Course, that's also a decent description of love."

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"Yes, it is," Ben agreed, tracing his tongue down to Ender's tailbone.

[endsthegame]

Ender exhaled. It was less soft. "That's not a massage," he murmured.

He didn't sound like he was complaining.

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"It can still use my hands," Ben murmured back.

[endsthegame]

"True," Ender said. "Saved on a technicality."

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Ben's tongue darted out quickly...to places.

"Or I can stop," he whispered.

[endsthegame]

Ender let out a long, low noise. "Mm, no," he sighed.

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"Thought you'd be okay with it," Ben murmured.

Then his mouth was, ahem, occupied.

[endsthegame]

Ender made a wordless sound, biting down briefly on his own arm as Ben got to work.

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Ben was being absolutely merciless, using every Force-cheat available to him to hit all of the spots Ender wanted him near.

[endsthegame]

Ender was still sore from their episode in the bath earlier, but Ben was doing a remarkable job of making him forget it. Soon he was moaning quietly into the pillow, his hips pressing back into what Ben was doing.

"Brat," he mumbled, grinding against the bed for a second.