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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.
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.
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Bond had been right; he was supposed to be booked until about 6 but he managed to get to his office at 5:45.
He opened the door carefully, slipping in and closing and locking it immediately behind him.
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Bond was sitting comfortably, looking at the close of the markets, and how Japan was opening. When Harry slipped in, he closed the app.
"Long day?" he asked.
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"Risky, pet. Never stupid," he said, rising to meet him.
Bond cupped his hand over Harry's groin.
"You liked it, though. Didn't you?"
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Bond's smile was a touch smug.
"I thought you might," he replied.
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"And what about you, Harry?" he asked. "How do you feel about being naked in your office?"
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"And I'm so glad you did...because I've been thinking of you naked in here all evening," he said, looking at Harry expectantly.
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Bond smiled approvingly and watched it come off. He was rather pleased to see the Harry's nipples still just barely bruised.
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"So what on earth have you been doing for the last two hours?" he asked as he started unfastening his trousers.
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"Nothing interesting," he said as he joined Harry. One finger lifted his chin to a better position.
"I am so pleased with you," he said warmly.
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"I was thinking," he began, "that you might not be able to be a quiet as you'll need to be."
He reached in his pocket and pulled out a red ball gag.
"Open up."
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"Shh," he hushed, fixing the gag in place.
"You're going to have to be so quiet, pet, or you're going to get us caught."
He spoke softly in his ear, an atm wrapped around his chest.
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Bond took Harry's hands to encourage him to undress.
"Quiet," he whispered, taking hold of Harry's cock to stroke him, challenging him to defy him.
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Bond produced a tube from his pocket and without warning or fanfare, he slicked his fingers and pushed them into Harry roughly.
"Shh," he said again.
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Bond fucked him slowly, stretching and spreading him, making him struggle to be silent.
And then Bond laid a hand on his back and moved him until he was bent over the desk.
"Not a sound, pet," he whispered as he freed his cock and pushed in without a word.
Bond, for his part, was absolutely silent. Only the pace of his breathing changed to give away he was doing anything at all.
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Their silence only seemed to amplify the wet sounds, the slick sounds, the smack of skin on skin. Bond held Harry's hips and used him mercilessly.
"Touch yourself, Harry," he whispered. "You're being so good. Show me how much you like it."
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Bond used him, daring to take one smack at his ass. It rang out like a shot and Bond groaned low before palming his ass and groping him.
He came hard, and utterly silent. If it wasn't for the stutter in his rhythm, it was impossible to tell.
The stutter, and the load that filled him.
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Bond patted his ass as he slipped free. With one hand, he reached up to undo the gag.
"Stellar, pet. Perfect," he praised breathlessly.
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God he loved the way Bond's praise made him feel. He wet his lips. "What a stellar end to the work day."
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"Wait-" he said. He pulled up is trousers and dug into his other pocket, pulling out a small steel plug. He pressed it into Harry.
"That will stay there until I text you later to take it out. Understood?" Bond asked, his once low and seductive.
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Though the thought made him think of something else, too.
"James, it did ah, recently occur to me that we've gotten a bit carried away, not using condoms. I have, at least. It's risky." And he did not want to assume James wasn't with anyone else.
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"I do test regularly, but if it would make you more comfortable, I'll come... prepared."
He smirked at his little joke and started to put himself back together.
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As he dressed, he finally said, "Ah, under normal circumstances I'm not one to jump quickly into bed with people, but I confess I bring this up in part because... I have a date this weekend. It just made me think, I suppose."
He anxious about what James' reaction to that would be. But he needed to know.
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"A date?"
Bond smirked.
"Do let me know how that goes."
Q had mentioned a date, too. Bond thought nothing of it. He wouldn't fault either of them for looking for love.
But he knew neither of them would be truly satisfied without this.
"You're not allowed another Dom. You understand, of course."
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"James, I literally do not think I could survive having a second dom," he said. "But I ca assure you that is not the case here."
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"Good," he smiled. "I also need you to keep me informed if things change."
He rested his hand on Harry's arm.
"I'd never deny you an opportunity for love."
And then he squeezed.
"But I have no plans to let you go."
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Harry managed a small smile. "I will be honest with you," he promised him.