Q looked visibly embarrassed, cheeks flushed as he tried to resist the urge
to rock back against James again.
Ducking his head, he couldn't look at either of them as he spoke.
"I-" He started to speak, then seemed to get flustered, giving into the
urge to rock harder back against James.
"I want Bond to take his bloody trousers off and fuck me," he huffed,
squirming a bit and trying to reach for James' zipper. "And you to get out
of that chair," he added with an impatient little huff.
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Date: 2024-10-12 10:05 pm (UTC)Q looked visibly embarrassed, cheeks flushed as he tried to resist the urge to rock back against James again.
Ducking his head, he couldn't look at either of them as he spoke.
"I-" He started to speak, then seemed to get flustered, giving into the urge to rock harder back against James.
"I want Bond to take his bloody trousers off and fuck me," he huffed, squirming a bit and trying to reach for James' zipper. "And you to get out of that chair," he added with an impatient little huff.