"I want you, Q," Bond exhaled. "I want you to be mine. Not a pet. A
partner..."
Q's nails were driving him wild. The sharp, bright pain, then scratches he
could feel would linger, it shot straight through him. There couldn't
possibly be a future in this, but he found he didn't care. He craved Q.
Desperately.
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Date: 2021-10-29 06:42 pm (UTC)"I want you, Q," Bond exhaled. "I want you to be mine. Not a pet. A partner..."
Q's nails were driving him wild. The sharp, bright pain, then scratches he could feel would linger, it shot straight through him. There couldn't possibly be a future in this, but he found he didn't care. He craved Q. Desperately.