Harry

They'd spent a few nights together, and Bond had found Harry to be quite obedient with every request given. Bond found he looked forward to feeling his phone buzz, knowing it would be Harry.

But it was time to push Harry's boundaries a bit, he thought, so he sent Harry a photo of himself in the man's office chair, draped in the chair with his hand wrapped around his cock.

Your scheduler says you're free at five. I'm sure she's wrong. I will meet you in this room at six.

Bond had cleared his own schedule for the night and settled into Harry's sinfully nice office chair with his phone.