Q and Harry

[0_0_7]

Bond had done his best to soothe Q and, true to his word, Q lay in sleep mode between Bond and Harry.

Every night from then on.

This morning Bond had awoken feeling his age. They'd been here long enough that he'd run out of his stash of pills and potions, and there wasn't nearly enough to drink. Bond liked to think he was a young man, but the daily work of survival was taking its toll.

Swallowing his pride, he'd sought out medical and Hex had hit him with a hypospray and sent him back to bed for the rest of the day.

He was dozing in the cool pod, the computer streaming some music from Earth, long ago.

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[qu4r73rm4573r]

Q returned the kiss without hesitation, no questions, no worry he might be doing something wrong. Q was at his most comfortable and confident when he had a lead to follow.

His hand settled on Harry's knee, and he moved a bit closer.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry kissed him back... with interest. He tangled a hand into Q's hair.

And eventually he opened his eyes, and looked to Bond, without breaking the kiss.

[0_0_7]

Q seemed lost in it, but the look from Harry shot through Bond and without needing to speak a word of command, the agent came closer. He moved in behind Q and peeled off his shirt as he did.

As Harry devoured Q's kiss, Bond began to map the back of his neck and shoulders.

"The middle didn't mean sleeping," he whispered.

[qu4r73rm4573r]

"Noted," Q gasped between kisses, tugging at Harry's shirt in search of more skin. It was a bit overwhelming, but good. Very good.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry pushed his shirt off without breaking the kiss. He slid his hands around Q's body, and in doing so they came into contact with Bond's hands.

[0_0_7]

Bond covered Harry's hand, then twined ther fingers together.

"Just relax," he whispered, to Q...but also to Harry.

[qu4r73rm4573r]

Q nodded a little, leaning back against James as his hands explored Harry's freshly exposed chest. The man was dreadfully handsome, they both were, and Q felt both out of place and honored to be in the middle.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry squeezed Bond's hand, and then Brough their hands together to Q's back.

The kiss finally broke and he said softly, "It feels very good to do that again."

[0_0_7]

"Does it feel good, Q?" Bond whispered against the back of his neck. "To be kissed? To be touched?"

[qu4r73rm4573r]

"Yes," Q said, holding Harry's gaze as the kiss broke. He could feel Bond's breath on his skin, their hands against his back- Everything tangled together, yet easily picked apart.

"It feels good, all of it. It feels... Correct."

[lepidopterologist]

Correct. It did feel correct.

Harry stared at Q, equal parts affection and desire in his eyes.

Behind Q, Harry's fingers tangled through Bond's... he brought to Bon'd mouth.

[0_0_7]

Bond welcomed them with parted lips, sucking slowly while pressing his head to Q's back to feel them both at once. His other hand slipped around Q and cupped his groin, the teasing pressure adding to the swirling pleasure.

[qu4r73rm4573r]

Q made a small sound, bucking into Bond's touch as he rested his head on Harry's shoulder. His lips brushed against the other man's neck, and he could feel his systems searching for protocol.

He doubted there was protocol for this. Best to start writing his own.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry's eyelids fluttered when Bond sucked on his fingers. This really was already... a lot.

He brought his hand around from Q's back to join Bond's hand on his groin. He let out a soft sigh.

[0_0_7]

"I hope you both know I've been terribly serious with every suggestion you've both missed," he said.

Not ignored. For a moment he thought, perhaps, but no. Not the way Q sounded. Not the way Harry sounded, either.

[qu4r73rm4573r]

"If we missed them, you will have to share them again," Q said quietly, bucking lightly into their touch. He was aroused, his body easily simulating a faster pulse and warmer skin.

"Sometimes you have to be direct with me," he reminded them both.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry looked over Q's shoulder at Bond, looking amused. "Yes, please do share your plans, James."

[0_0_7]

"Do you think I've got the logistics planned?" Bond quipped, his cheeky grin showing he'd done just that.

He leaned in near Q's ear.

"You need to be on hands and knees," he ordered. Clearly.

[qu4r73rm4573r]

Q reacted visibly to the command, blushing just a bit, but composing himself as he carefully untangled himself from the two men and settled in as Bond had said, on his hands and knees.

[lepidopterologist]

Since Bond had been behind Q before, he was still now, with Harry slightly to his side. "Gorgeous," he said softly to Q, and reached out to stroke his hair. "This is what you want, isn't it? Both of us?"

[0_0_7]

"Actually, Harry, the plan requires you...here. Behind Q," he said, only slightly shifting to give the man room.

[qu4r73rm4573r]

Q blushed again at Harry's words, but did his best not to seem overwhelmed or overexcited.

"Is this going to require a diagram?" He quipped.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry huffed out a laugh at that, though it was slightly nervous. He stroked Q's hair once more and then moved to where Bond indicated, and then once he was there...

He leaned in to kiss Bond.

[0_0_7]

Bond had been waiting for it. Dreaming of it. And when Harry moved in, Bond melted into the kiss. One hand cradled Harry's face.

"And then this is the part where you take over giving orders," he whispered into the kiss.

[qu4r73rm4573r]

Q couldn't quite see what they were doing, but he could guess, settling on his elbows and listening to them.

His programming knew how to be appealing, understood seduction, it was all in there- But there was always just a touch of awkwardness to Q's sexuality. To a degree where at least some of it had to be by design.