Q

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"I will," he swore. They drove on a bit and Bond checked the GPS again. "How bloody far is this place? We've got to be almost there. Zoom that out and see..."

He hated the countryside in the dark. But thank god for technology. It wasn't all that long ago he would have been relatively blind.

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Q simply took him apart when he called him James. Bond's ego was swollen enough that he took great pleasure in hearing his name on the lips of a lover but it was different with Q. It meant more.

"I imagine I have a right to life," he said quietly. "The life I lead doesn't lend itself to quiet moments like this, though. I forget. You'll have to keep me grounded, Q. If you're up to it."

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"A happier task than the ones I'm usually given," Q said. "Now hush, get some more rest. Days like this are so rare, let's not waste them."

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"You're so bossy," he teased, but complied. Bond closed his eyes and allowed himself to truly relax and enjoy the weight of the man. He took note of Q's breathing, of the softness of his skin, and of the way he smelled. All together it was intoxicating.

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"Not always," Q promised, kissing Bond's jaw, then rolling to lay beside the man rather than on top of him. He curled up, blanket tucked under his chin as he took his own advice to heart and let himself drift back off until morning.

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Bond dozed off as well, perfectly content...even bored a little. He simply wasn't accustomed to peace- peace that had no promise of violence. Ordinarily if he had down time it was because there was chaos looming on the horizon. Not so here. Moneypenny had all but assured him of it. He was truly on holiday from it all, able to enjoy Q. And sleep. Really sleep.

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Q slept soundly for quite some time, but the bad dreams did eventually creep in. Q didn't wake, but he did twitch and whimper- the usually calm man becoming a small and nervous looking boy as he struggled against unseen enemies.

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It was the movement rather than the sound that woke Bond. Once he was awake, though, the plaintive noises Q made cut right to the heart of him. Bond rested a hand on Q's chest to still him.

"It's all right," he said, trying to soothe Q without waking him. It was only now that Bond realized Q likely needed some real sleep.

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Breath hitching, Q let out a sharp sob, grabbing Bond's shoulder in his sleep and pushing the man away- And then slowly calming down a touch as he settled in close.

Q never woke, but he cried softly in his sleep, his face pressed against Bond's shoulder.

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For a long moment Bond didn't know what to do. No one was ever there when nightmares overtook him, when he woke in tears or a cold sweat. The urge to protect Q was strong, and so he wrapped the man up in strong arms and held him close.

"It's all right," he said again. "It will all turn out. I promise."

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Q's sobs eventually faded, and he seemed soothed By Bond's tone and touch as he finally got some proper rest.

When he woke, he looked rested for the first time in a while. No dark circles, no drooping lids as he sat up and stretched lazily.

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When Q quieted down Bond drifted off again, but he kept close just in case.By the time morning came and the other man got up, Bond had finally rolled away and laid sprawled on his half of the bed. Without a shirt all his scars were on display, the blankets pushed down to his waist. When Q stretched it jostled the bed just enough that Bond opened his eyes, but he didn't move.

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Leaning over the double-o, Q kissed the other man's shoulder.

"Good morning," he whispered, before beginning to taste every inch of skin his lips could reach.

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"Mmm, very good morning," Bond purred, delighting in the feeling of Q's lips on his skin.

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"Did you sleep well?" Q asked between kisses, nibbling Bond's ear, then giving it a playful tug with his teeth.

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"Oh, yes," he said softly, his hands finding the hard plane of Q's ribs to hold on. "And if you keep that up I'm going to be unbelievably glad I woke up when I did..."

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"You're not glad already?" Q asked, pouting just a bit. "You wound me, double-o seven."

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"Well I was looking forward to breakfast..." he teased. Then he abruptly took hold of Q and hauled him closer, kissing his jaw and laughing softly as he did.

"The best part is waking up with you next to me."

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Q laughed as Bond hauled him close, then smiled as he stole a kiss.

"I love waking up with you in my bed. I wish it could happen all the time," he purred.

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Bond plunged his fingers into Q's unruly mop and brought him close to kiss him again.

"That is certainly an idea I could support. Often as possible. And when I'm away, out of the country, I'll wish you were beside me instead of in my ear," he replied, his voice a bit rough with the remnants of sleep.

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"I'm going to hold you to that," Q whispered between kisses, ducking his head low and leaving a row of vicious little love bites across Bond's shoulder.

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He groaned with pleasure at the perfect pain Q's mouth brought. It was just as arousing as any soft kiss...maybe moreso. Bond was accustomed to pain and it was a rare treat for it to feel this good.

"God, I love you," he gasped, his fingers tightening in Q's hair.

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Q let out a soft whimper at the hold on his hair, nipping just a bit harder in warning- Letting Bond know he could give as well as he took it.

"I love you too. You fill a void I never even realized I had."

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His other hand found the small of Q's back and Bond slowly dug his nails in so the crescent bite was easier to accept.

He wasn't about to admit to a void. He was in utter denial about that. There was no void, no vacuum left after Terese or Vesper. He couldn't allow that.

But dear god it felt good to allow Q in. To allow himself to love. There was too much death around him. One spark of happiness made it clear to him why he did what he did for the good of all.

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Q moaned, his hips shifting as he pressed his morning erection against Bond's hip. He was searching for friction, and he let out a soft gasp as his hips moved and his back tensed.

"Bond," he gasped, praying that they'd be given jut one day of peace to truly enjoy one another- Q was well aware of how their world worked, he knew moments like this were rare, and that they ought to be cherished.

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His nails scratched down Q's back until he could cup his ass and pull at him, encouraging him to grind again.

"Don't stop," he said as he lifted his head to kiss Q's jaw. "I want you. I bloody want you...too much. All the time..."