Q

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He'd had the idea and had made arrangements before he'd ever come to the station. Meeting Q had made him wonder if it might be a mistake, then he decided...no. No, this was perfect.

The cat was sleek and lanky, still a kitten but well done with its mother and curious about everything. Bond admired the creature, then loaded a hover-skin with a few essentials he'd also secured. Litter pan, dishes, toys.

All the cat needed was a home and Bond had no intention of it living with him.

The skid hovered beside him as he waited at Q's door, the kitten's carrier covered with a silver privacy blanket. For the moment, it was quiet. Bond wondered if the creature would announce itself before he could even present it.

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Bond said that, and Q believed him. Like it just had to be true- There was no other option in his mind.

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"The only real question, Q, is what do you want first?" Bond whispered , tasting the droid's throat all the way to his mouth.

His kiss choked off any sound Q made when Bond took hold of his cock at the same time.

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For a moment Q felt as though he couldn't process anything, overstimulated to a point his system might crash...

It felt amazing. A moment of blissful quiet in his mind.

"I want- I... You, inside. I want that," he said, system stuttering and partly rebooting as he spoke. It felt the way he imagined humans did when they became light headed. ...It was sort of lovely.

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Bond wet his lips and a smile followed. The smile only vanished when he slicked his finger to prepare him.

"Anything you ever want," he promised softly as his finger slipped in against his entrance.

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Q wrapped an arm around him, pulling him slightly closer as he let out a low moan.

"Right now I just want you," he whispered.

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Bond kissed him hard to prove he was his, completely...for now, at least.

He was in no rush as he prepared him, making certain this first time would be better than the last, since now he knew what Q liked.

Whether Q recalled or not.

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Q could feel his systems nearing the brink, over and over, but never quite breaking.

He couldn't remember, he couldn't, but... It felt familiar. It felt right.

"Please," he said softly, his programming somehow knowing what James would like to hear. "Please, James, I need it. I need you. I want you in me. I want to feel you inside me, I want to be yours."

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Without a word, Bond rolled onto him and settled between his thighs. He coaxed him open wider so he could line up, then he leaned in to kiss Q while he filled him with one, slow thrust.

"MIssed you," he groaned into it.

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Q let out a soft cry, wishing he could remember, wanting to know James better.

"Fuck," he said softly.

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"Mmmm," he purred warmly. "Missed fucking you..."

He began to thrust, his whole body writhing as he filled Q again and again. His mouth tracked hot kisses along his jaw and throat, tongue tasting every inch.

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Q coiled himself around him, his heel digging into the small of the other man's back as he kept him close.

"You're very good at it," Q said, a bit breathless, even though he couldn't be. It was impossible.

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Before he could get too close, Bond shifted angle, changed rhythm. He held himself off that way...and utterly tortured Q with denial at the same time.

"So close," he cautioned quietly.

Shifting once more, he held it off just a bit longer- but this time he wedged his hand between them to pull Q off.

"Are you?" he said as he began to tug.

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"Yes," Q panted. "I'm close. I'm so... James..." he gasped out as he came, tensing and clenching as he let out a moan. He was holding on so tight it had to hurt.

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Moments later, mere heartbeats, and Bond tumbled right after him. He thrust in deep, spilled, and slowly relaxed.

"My god," he groaned, immediately nuzzling in against Q to kiss whatever his lips touched.

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"I would very much like to do that again," Q said, still sounding a bit out of breath. "And again. ...And then everything else as well."

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"I plan to," Bond promised. "I have nothing to do while I'm on this station...other than you."

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Q blushed a little, rolling closer and settling against him.

"Lucky me," he said quietly. "Do you think they might ask you to stay? We might work together, perhaps. I'm yet to run an agent. I know it's a possibility though."

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"Anything is possible," he smiled.

Bond knew in his heart it was unlikely, though nothing was impossible.

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"I could make certain you stayed..." Q noted.

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Bond was quiet for a moment before he rolled in for another slow kiss.

"The Q I said goodbye to...would," he told him.

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Q knew it was wrong, that he shouldn't- But as he kissed Bond he couldn't help but be selfish. Anyway, part of his job was ensuring not only was all the equipment working, or that things were being created and improved- But that everything landed in the right hands, and everyone was where they would be most useful.

It wasn't bad if he was right. Bond could be useful here.

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It wasn't until Bond finally broke the kiss that Bond smiled.

"It's suspicious when you get quiet," he teased lightly.

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Q wet his lips, then shrugged. "I was just thinking how useful you could be here. ... Especially if you posed as a member of Starfleet. Former six agent, current first in command. There is an opening, I believe, and your resume would make you an excellent candidate. ...Looking to settle in one place, but not ready to give up the action. A good backstory."

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Bond met Q's eyes and a slow smile curved one corner of his mouth.

"You want to keep me here that badly?" he asked, his chest nearly bursting at the thought.

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"I'm not eager to see you go," Q replied quietly. "So- Yes, I suppose I hope you'll stay."