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There was a sharp crack of gunfire that made the comm squeal in Q branch. The Double-0 in the field grunted, then began to pant, and continued making familiar sounds of effort as he ran full bore.

"Report," M barked in his ear.

"He ran," Bond replied, as if that should be obvious.

"Can you catch him?"

There was no answer. For a few tense moments there was only measured breathing, Bond's rhythm driving him on. On Q's screen, the small dot that indicated the agent moved north, then northwest, then vanished entirely in the middle of an intersection.

"I'm in the sewer," he said simply.

The announcement gave Q time to find him.

A moment later, there was an explosion and the comm cut out entirely.

M looked at Tanner and Q, Moneypenny...only looked at Q.

"Get me satellite," Tanner barked at Q's underling and a moment later there was an image of a smoking crater where Bond's signal had been. The smartblood monitor blinked OFFLINE. That didn't mean dead, but it certainly wasn't good.

"Bond?" M said. "Report."

Silence.

"Double-0-Seven, report," M repeated.

Silence.

"Keep the comm open," M finally said, then stalked out of the room.

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Bond stopped stroking and only gripped him.

"Not until I do," he said, then let him go.

Bond rose and slipped free, shifted and rolled Q up, knees on Bond's shoulders as he sank in deep. He pushed forward, all but folding Q in half so he could kiss him, too.

There was a fervor behind his passion he only felt on nights like this.

He knew death had never been a real possibility for either of them tonight. He'd seen to that. But that didn't change how his cock had been hard before he'd even gotten up off the pavement. He felt alive and chased that high.

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Q couldn't do much like this, eyes falling shut as he focused on the feeling of James on him, inside him... He didn't think about the bomb, about what this meant for them, how everything was changing. Didn't think about how Eve would know, she'd just be able to tell...

His mind was blissfully blank in a way it never was. Like it never had been before.

He'd do anything to feel like this all the time.

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Bond fucked him hard, driving himself to the edge. As he came, sinking deep to leave his gift there, he nearly crushed Q to kiss him.

Spent, he eased off and began to toy with Q's cock.

"When I have my implant, I want to hear it, every time you come. Whatever time. Whoever you're with. I want to hear it. Will you make that happen? Make it happen, Q? Let me hear you come," he purred, tugging him toward destruction.

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Q whimpered, tired but desperate to come as he bucked helplessly into Bond's fist.

"Yes, fine, yes," he babbled, hips bucking up harder and faster until finally he found his release.

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He'd made Q earn it and was impressed with the force that ripped through Q as he came apart. Bond stroked him through it, then gently untangled from him, laid him down, and kissed him. Soft, slow kisses. The tenderest hands.

"That's My Boy," he said, deeply pleased.

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Q melted into the bed, brainless, spent... And happy.

He held onto Bond lightly, not wanting to let go, to break contact.

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Bond unrolled him and settled him comfortably, then held him close in the warmth and quiet.

"I love you, Q. I've wanted you for my own for so long."

He kissed his jaw.

"The bruise will suffice until I find an appropriate token. Rings and collars both are...obvious."

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"I love you too," Q said, turning his head to catch Bond's lips with his own. "You don't need to get anything. If you say I'm yours, I'm yours. I do need to know what that means though. Are we exclusive?"

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"No," he said. "In fact, you should make a point to date everyone Eve shoves at you. Or, perhaps, Harry..."

He paused, thrilled at his idea.

"...But no one fucks you but me. Put your cock where you like, but your ass is mine," Bond said firmly.

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"I'm not really... I mean, I top sometimes..." Q said awkwardly.

"But yes, alright," he agreed.

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Bond didn't say anything. He only looked at Q.

"And I'm going to tell you this again, not to assure you, but as an order this time. You'll keep this secret at all cost. Even from Eve. R. Tanner. No one will know, do you understand?"

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"I'm not an idiot, Bond," Q replied, frowning. "I'm not going to tell them. ...Though I do wish I could. I hate that this has to be a secret."

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"Top secret," he purred. "Classified."

He rolled half on him and kissed him. It ached with love, but Bond controlled him with it, too.

"Eyes-only..." he whispered against his lips.

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Q protested a little, but eventually returning the kiss with eager lips.

"And what about you? Do I get to claim you?"

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"You're going to be in my ear any time you like. You'll be with me wherever I am."

He kissed him softly.

"You'll be the only one inside me, too."

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"Given your apparent preferences, that hardly seems fair," Q pushed back.

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"What do you propose as fair?" Bond asked, genuinely curious.

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"You only fuck me, unless it's a mission," Q shrugged, wondering if Bond would accept. "In return... I'm yours. You can have what you want from me anytime you want, and I wont say no. ...Even at work."

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Bond smiled darkly at that.

"And when I'm on mission, will you talk me though every step of how you want me to come?" he purred.

Agreement, but more than that, enthusiastic agreement at the prospect.

It couldn't be possible he'd already been considering it...

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"I'm rarely alone when I'm in your ear, but when I am... Yes," Q agreed.

Why did this feel like he was negotiating a deal with the devil?

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Bond kissed him again, enjoying his victory, but ultimately got up to take a shower, leaving Q to answer the door when Eve arrived with her car filled with necessities.

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Q had barely cleaned himself up, but at least his pyjamas were back on as he let her in.

"Are you alright?" She asked, distracted when Beta and Glitch both rushed over to complain to her. "Oh, I know, how scary," she said, soothing the pair with little head scratches. "I've brought you lovely new beds, and you some fresh clothes," she added, looking at Q.

"Thank you, Eve," Q said with a soft smile.

"You look stiff, were you injured?" Eve asked, starting to fuss him.

"Just a bit bruised," Q assured her, brushing her hands away. "Bond's just gone for a shower."

Eve nodded, then smiled. "I was going to offer to stay tonight, if he wants to go home."

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Bond emerged while they were chatting, a towel around his waist and a bloom of purple on his shoulder where the blast had introduced him to the street.

"Hello, Moneyppenny," he said, instantly and outrageously flirting with her, like he always did.

"Your go bag is there, James," she replied simply.

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"Eve was offering to stay in your place," Q said. "Don't see why we should all be miserable though."

Eve gave him a look, as if to say she knew Q just wanted more time with Bond

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"I'm certainly not driving home now," he protested petulantly. "I was going to put on my pyjamas and call it an early night..."

Moneypenny gave him a pointed look.

"It's more trouble than it's worth. I'll stay, and tomorrow we'll get Q a detail when we figure out who may have done this. It's perfectly fine," he assured her.