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Around the time the rest of Q branch was clearing out to catch to Tube and find their way home before the sun set, Bond wandered in to see if Q was ready.
"They've set the implant for Thursday morning," he said. "Unless something comes up."
As he made his announcement, he picked up a new creation to inspect it.
"They've set the implant for Thursday morning," he said. "Unless something comes up."
As he made his announcement, he picked up a new creation to inspect it.
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Q didn't argue that, it would be a terrible lie. Instead he just hitched one of Bond's legs a little higher and started fucking him even harder than before.
He struggled to get closer, kissing James with an uncomfortable grunt, before redoubling his efforts and building up a better rhythm.
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When he realized what Q was doing, Bond squirmed and moved his legs and gave Q all the acces he could want.
"Once you're in my ear, I expect to remind me of this," he whispered near Q's ear. "I'll have you in me...always."
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It was hard, but Q leaned in, lips against the shell of Bond's ear.
"I would hope I wouldn't need to remind you, double-o seven," he murmured. "But if that's what you'd like..."
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Bond grinned to himself, then licked a stripe along Q's neck.
"Please," he whispered, barely heard.
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Q couldn't help but smile a bit at that, pulling James off with determination now as he sat up a little to get a better grip and begin to fuck him faster.
"Come for me," he murmured.
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"Come for me," he repeated, fingers digging into Q as he clung to him and gave in to the pleasure of it all.
He'd honestly never obeyed any of Q's commands, or even suggestions, that quickly.
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Q gasped at the feeling, fighting to keep his eyes open so he could memorize every moment, every sound. It was too much though, and moments later he was coming as well, holding Bond tight as he came deep inside him.
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Once the force of it passed and they both began to relax, Bond held him lightly and nuzzled in close.
"I love you, Q," he sighed, utterly love-drunk.
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I love you too, James," Q whispered, carefully pulling out, then slowly dragging himself off to go get them each a damp towel to wash up. Q took a moment to clean up in the bathroom, bringing back a cloth for Bond and dropping it onto the other man's chest before climbing back into bed beside him and kissing his shoulder.
"Alright?" He asked softly.
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"Mmm, very," he purred.
He fluffed the pillow and sat up a bit against it, opening the covers for Q to join him.
"Are you?" he asked then, studying Q curiously.
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"Better than I was," Q said as he curled up against the other man and slipped and arm around him.
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Bond held him and enjoyed the silence.
"The storm has passed," he said softly. "I didn't even notice the rain..."
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"Me either," Q confessed. "You really are the best distraction," he added with a smile, leaning in and kissing Bond's cheek.
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"Sleep, Q. You've got work again in the morning," he said softly. "And a daytime detail. I'm on the clock, you know."
He was teasing, but it was the truth. Right now, Bond was his bodyguard.
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Q sighed a little, but nodded.
" I love you, James. Goodnight."
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"Goodnight, Q," he replied softly, settling in for one of the most comfortable nights of sleep he'd had in ages.