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 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..."

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"I'm not stopping," Q promised. "I'll not stop until I have to," he murmured softly, moving to kiss Bond soundly once again.

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Q's kiss stilled his words and Bond kissed him back hungrily. His passion was barely restrained as he began to shift and writhe beneath Q, needing to feel the friction of flesh.

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Smiling, Q began to kiss his way down Bond's torso, tasting every inch of him as him lips wandered lower and lower- until finally he was freeing the other man from his pyjama bottoms and tugging them down with his teeth.

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Bond gasped softly. "I think about your mouth," he admitted quietly. "About your voice. I love your voice..."

And then Q's cheek brushed his cock and all thought evaporated. All he knew was how desperately he needed Q.

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Q didn't tease or taunt, he turned his head and caught Bond's erection between his lips- Sucking slowly and lewdly as he attempted to get a real rise out of the double-o.

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Bond saw absolutely no reason to hold back. He was loud as he moaned wantonly and reached for Q, a hand in his hair and another on his cheek to feel the way his jaw worked and how his cheek hollowed out.

"Q, god, please," he said breathlessly, his hips pushing up to meet the man's mouth.

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Q moved slowly, sucking and bobbing on Bond's length at a lazy pace as he took his time with the other man.

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The pace was maddening and utterly perfect. Bond savored the wet slide of Q's mouth, reveled in the sensation of his tongue.

"Sinful," he murmured, fingers tracing Q's cheek. He didn't really push for more, though there was no way he could be still. His hips pushed up reflexively in time with Q. Slow. Perfect.

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Moaning around his mouthful, Q let his teeth gaze sensitive skin before taking Bond as deep as he could- Enjoying the scent of him and the weight of the other man's cock on his tongue.

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"Christ, Q," Bond gasped. His toes curled and his back bunched as he did his level best to stay still. His fingers fell away from the man's soft hair so he could clutch the sheets. He'd never come at this pace but he didn't care. It felt so unbelievably good that he didn't care in the least.

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Q let it go on for a while longer, then finally pulled back, letting Bond's cock fall from his lips.

"Tell me what you want. Tell me what your fantasy is," he whispered.

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Bond hesitated only briefly, and only because he had to fight to form a clear thought.

"I don't think you'd be interested in my fantasies," he said, though he knew exactly what he wanted. He trusted Q enough to want it, but he wasn't sure he could actually ask.

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"Don't make assumptions. Ask," Q prompted, studying Bond curiously.

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He hesitated another moment, this time weighing what he thought Q would think of him. If he'd think him weak or simple.

"All right," he said. "I'd like you to tie me down. I trust you enough that...that I think I may enjoy it. And I know if I don't then you'll set me free."

It really all came down to trust. Anyone who knew him knew he trusted no one. Next to no one...because he trusted Q. Trusted him with his life. And now he was asking for something that demanded he trust him with his body.

The very thought made his heart thunder in his chest.

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Q hadn't expected that, and he looked visibly shocked for a moment.

"Oh," he replied, considering it for a long moment and wetting his lips.

"I've never taken on a dominant role in the bedroom before- But I'm willing to try, if that's what you want," he agreed.

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"I don't know how dominant I want you to be," he said as he pushed himself up onto his elbows. "And you don't have to. I know it's an odd thing to ask. But I'd like...hmm, what would I like? I'd like to be able to feel vulnerable and not have it bite me in the ass. And now might be the only time we could be assured it wouldn't all go wrong. I'd hate to be in that position when there were real risks to doing it..."

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"No- it's fine. I'm just surprised. You were so reluctant before- with me, with..."

Q trailed off, trying to put things delicately.

"Sorry, I'm just a bit surprised."

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"I like things straightforward," he said. "But I find myself in a very curious position, Q."

He sat up then completely and he reached for Q to pull him close.

"I want to learn what you like. I want to learn what I like with you. It's quite a luxury to be able to be with you. It's quite an honor."

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Q let himself be pulled closer, touching Bond lightly- but keeping a small distance between them.

He wondered if this was how Bond had felt when he'd learned what Q liked. If he'd felt lost and baffled by it all.

"It's strange how easily lust cant complicate things," he said softly.

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"It is. It truly is," he replied. Bond caressed Q and searched to meet his eyes. "It makes me dizzy. Don't underestimate how much I want you, Q. And the more I have of you, the more I want. I want all of you. Your body. Your thoughts. Your truth."

Though even as he said he wanted that, he only let the words hang there. He wasn't about to press Q for anything more than he was willing to give.

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It was a lot to process, and Q nodded as he fell silent.

His erection had wilted somewhat, and eventually he cleared his throat and spoke.

"Why don't we have breakfast?" he suggested softly. "The bed will still be here when we're full.