In the room, Bond began to undress him with hands that had the confidence
that only came with familiarity. He knew how the clothes would fall, knew
what he'd see beneath it all.
He took a moment to appreciate the view. A smile, and a gentle hand on Q's
waist, Bond raked his eyes over him.
"You're perfect, you know," he said. "Maybe too perfect. Maybe that's why
they..."
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Date: 2024-03-22 01:56 am (UTC)In the room, Bond began to undress him with hands that had the confidence that only came with familiarity. He knew how the clothes would fall, knew what he'd see beneath it all.
He took a moment to appreciate the view. A smile, and a gentle hand on Q's waist, Bond raked his eyes over him.
"You're perfect, you know," he said. "Maybe too perfect. Maybe that's why they..."