Q did have a habit of begging the moment he wanted more, he'd never had that much self control really. He was trying though, being as stubborn as he could as he bit his lip to stop himself from breaking too quickly this time.

A soft whimper escaped him as he tried to rock back into James, eyes slipping shut at the light pressure on his throat. It felt like an eternity, but it hadn't been long at all before the boffin gasped, "Please."