Make him beg? Hardly a challenge.
Bond studied Q for a moment, then grabbed his arm and jerked him close. He caught the boffin by the throat and pulled him back against his chest.
"Harry wants you to beg," he said quietly in Q's ear.
Fingertips ghosted along Q's thigh, barely missing his cock.
"He begs so pretty," he praised, a look of affection in his eyes as he looked at Q.
The affection didn't fade at all as he looked to Harry.
His palm pressed to the just of Q's hip bone and he began to rut against his bare ass. He didn't break his gaze.
"...Sir."
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Date: 2024-10-12 09:46 pm (UTC)Make him beg? Hardly a challenge.
Bond studied Q for a moment, then grabbed his arm and jerked him close. He caught the boffin by the throat and pulled him back against his chest.
"Harry wants you to beg," he said quietly in Q's ear.
Fingertips ghosted along Q's thigh, barely missing his cock.
"He begs so pretty," he praised, a look of affection in his eyes as he looked at Q.
The affection didn't fade at all as he looked to Harry.
His palm pressed to the just of Q's hip bone and he began to rut against his bare ass. He didn't break his gaze.
"...Sir."