Q did not understand, but honestly, James could have told him they were going to rob banks after this and the boffin still would have nodded in agreement.

"I... Yes, okay, sure," he babbled, bucking hard into James' hand. "James', please I need... I'm so close," he panted.

His own hands were still gripping James' arms tightly, little marks forming now where short nails dug into skin. Q was always so focused and sure, but like this he was completely lost to pleasure.