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

[momslilassassin]

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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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.

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Ben hummed happily in agreement, slowing down his ministrations as he took a grip on Ender's thighs and holding him in place.

[endsthegame]

"Oh," Ender whimpered, squirming against his grasp. "Kuso, Ben..."

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Ben twisted his tongue a bit and pressed in as deeply as he could reach.

[endsthegame]

Ender grabbed hold of his pillow and groaned so loudly, they could probably hear it in the next room over. "Ben," he repeated, breathless. "Please..."

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Naturally, Ben did that again. Getting Ender to be this vocal came rarely.

[endsthegame]

Ender made a desperate sound, squirming in his grasp again, grinding his hips back.

"Need you," he mumbled, "Come back..."

He wasn't talking about Ben's mouth.

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Ben pulled back with a truly obscene little noise. "Come back where, kreetle?"

[endsthegame]

"Get back in me," Ender specified, panting, "You terror."

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Ben laughed breathlessly, kissing the small of Ender's back. "Bossy," he replied.

[endsthegame]

"You like me like that," Ender said, propping his knees up underneath him.

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"I fucking love you like that," Ben gasped, kissing the back of his neck as he moved up.

[endsthegame]

Ender sighed, reaching back to touch Ben's back, and maybe give his behind a good grope. "Then hurry up."

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Ben fumbled in the drawer for another bottle and then slid fingers with something that that smelled cool and fresh up along Ender's inner thighs.

He was no interested in having this hurt even a little.