Ben, Ender & Val's hotel room [Sunday afternoon]

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Ben stared at his daughter, sitting inside the suitcase he was trying to pack.

"Ice cream," she told him, narrowing her eyes.

"Packing first," Ben replied, crossing his arms.

"ICE CREAM!"

"Ow," Ben said, holding his hands over his ears.

[small: OOC: For the boy and any other visitors!]

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"In a decidedly PG way," Ben said, nipping at the underside of Ender's jaw.

[endsthegame]

Ender laughed softly. "If you've got something you need to get off your chest," he said, "I'm willing to bump this up to PG-13."

He slid his hands through Ben's hair, then down over his back.

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"Sweet-talker," Ben teased, grinning at him. "So that's shirtless, then?"

[endsthegame]

"I think it means you're allowed one expletive," Ender teased, as he slid his hands under Ben's shirt.

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Ben's eyes sparkled at him. "I'll save it until the end, then," he promised.

[endsthegame]

Ender nudged his shirt up over his head. "Good choice," he said. "No need to be excessive until it's necessary."

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"That's me," Ben agreed, dropping his shirt to the ground. "The soul of discretion."

[endsthegame]

"Such a nice boy," Ender teased, kissing him again.

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"Until I'm not at all," Ben agreed, rolling his hips. He grinned. "Bet that wasn't PG-13, huh?"

[endsthegame]

Ender let out a soft whimper. "No, that would be R," he said, wrapping one leg around Ben's for better leverage.

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Ben leaned in and nipped at Ender's earlobe. "And that's okay?"

[endsthegame]

"You can bump this all the way up into the adult ratings for all I care," Ender said softly. He ran his fingers over the faded scars on Ben's back.

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"Oooh, yes please," Ben said, smiling softly. "I want to be nice and tired for our trip."

[endsthegame]

Ender smiled back at him. "I think we can make that work," he said. And teased: "You might even get hungry enough to finish your ice cream."

He let go of Ben's back so he could work his way out of his own shirt.

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"Ooh, it's good to have a goal," Ben said, moving away to he could help Ender with his pants, too. He was helpful that way.

[endsthegame]

Ender let him strip them off, looking amused the whole while as he wriggled out of his pants. "Your turn," he said, reaching for Ben's fly.

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Ben yanked the rest of his clothing off, then leaned back in to kiss Ender. "Mmm. Better."

[endsthegame]

"Guess I missed you too," Ender sighed, wrapping his leg around Ben's waist again. "Mmm."

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"You guess, huh?" Ben teased, reaching down to swat Ender's rear. "Brat."

[endsthegame]

Ender smiled up at him, squirming against him happily. "I can't be sure without testing first," he joked.

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Ben grinned back. "I love you a ridiculous amount."

[endsthegame]

Ender laughed softly, leaning in to kiss him again. He slid his hands onto Ben's back and dragged his nails down along some of Ben's scars.

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Ben hissed in pleasure and rocked up against Ender.

[endsthegame]

Ender whimpered softly against his mouth. "Yes," he sighed, rocking his hips back to meet Ben's.

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Ben nipped down on Ender's lower lip. "Tell me what you want."