Q

[0_0_7]

James woke up to a message to meet at Harry's office at noon. He assumed, naturally, it was about the brilliant young filmmaker they'd been discussing. Because money was involved, James cleaned up, shaved, and even wore a suit so he'd be taken seriously by the attorneys.

He stepped into the elevator, eyes on his phone and ignoring the others. It rose, let a few out, then shuddered to a stop. James looked up from his screen, signal lost, and finally noticed Q.

"Lunch may be delayed," he sighed, assuming Q was going to visit Harry independently.

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[lepidopterologist]

Harry slid his hands onto Bond's back, feeling his muscles, looking down over his shoulder at Q.

"Beautiful," he murmured.

[qu4r73rm4573r]

Q met Harry's gaze over Bond's shoulder, holding it for a moment, then looking at James, then the honey.

Silently, he parted his lips in offering, tongue out slightly as though waiting for a taste.

[0_0_7]

James leaned back into Harry's touch and tipped the jar slowly. Held up this high, Q's mouth was the target...in theory.

The stream drizzled on his cock, though, hard and waiting for Q to taste him.

"Get to work," he ordered, trying to control how eager he was.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry had had a feeling that the honey would end up on someone's cock eventually. His lips curled into a slow smile.

"He's so good," Harry rasped, loud enough for Q to hear, as he licked a line across Bond's neck.

[qu4r73rm4573r]

Q didn't hesitate this time, taking Bond between his lips. He let his tongue do all the work at first, licking him clean before taking him deeper. Q was good at this, not gagging at all as James hit the back of his throat. His hands found the other man's thighs, helping to keep his balance as he suckeed and bobbed in a calm rhythem that slowly grew faster.

[0_0_7]

He was fine at first, watching Q. But then Harry's mouth was on him and his eyes fell shut and he reached to put the honey down...then hold onto the counter.

"Oh, god," he groaned when Q finally swallowed him down.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry had wondered if he might feel jealous after all, having not done this before with someone he cared about so much, but... no, he really wasn't. He only found it beautiful.

"Put your hand in his hair," Harry murmured against Bond's ear. "Tug a little, he likes it."

[qu4r73rm4573r]

Q moaned at Harry's words, the sound muffled by Bond's cock. His grip on James' thighs tightened slightly, and his eyes slipped shut.

[0_0_7]

James, too, could be obedient. He plunged his fingers into Q's hair and grabbed a thick handful. Blunt nails dug into his scalp, even as James pulled.

"Q..." he managed, but then he found words too difficult and instead leaned into the solid security of Harry behind him.

[lepidopterologist]

"I think he wants you to make him come," Harry said, looking down at Q.

Then he tugged Bond's ear between his teeth and added, "And I think he wants to taste you." With Bond more solidly against him now, he could almost certainly feel Harry's erection solidly through his trousers.

[qu4r73rm4573r]

Q whimpered at the pull on his hair, but that only seemed to encourage him. Harry wasn't wrong, he did want to taste Bond, wanted to feel him come undone.

The hint of pain spurred him on as he bobbed faster, swallowing around James' cock. His own was straining against his trousers, eager to be touched.

[0_0_7]

It didn't take James much more encouragement before he was falling apart. His weight fell heavily against Harry and his fingers gripped Q's hair until he was spent. Only then did he let go.

And through it all, he barely made a sound.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry's mouth was on Bond's neck as he came, and then he looked down at Q as he pulled away.

"Oh that was very good," he said. "Fucking perfect." He reached up and slid his fingers into Bond's hair. "Wasn't it? Was he very good?"

[qu4r73rm4573r]

Q licked him clean, then sat back on his heels, his hands resting on his thighs as he waited for Harry to tell him what to do next.

[0_0_7]

"Incredible," he agreed breathlessly.

It took a moment to gain his senses, then he reached down to help Q to his feet.

"Perfect..."

[lepidopterologist]

Harry moved to the side, and draped an arm around Q's waist as soon as he was on his feet, turning his head to kiss his neck. "Hmmmm I wonder how we should occupy ourselves while James is recovering."

[qu4r73rm4573r]

Q leaned into the affection, hair mussed and cheeks flushed. He could think of a million ways they could play. He imagined Harry deep inside him, while his own cock slipped between James' lips. Or maybe James would even let him fuck him. ...Maybe. It was so easy to imagine the three of them tangled up together. In that moment it felt like that was how they should be.

But maybe he was just caught up in the lust.

[0_0_7]

It took a moment, but not that long. A deep breath, a few blinks, and then he smiled.

"I think I'm up for the next round," he assured him.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry arched an eyebrow, even as he slid a hand down to rub Q's lower back.

"I confess, I feel a bit spoiled for choice," he said, and then he turned his head and kissed Q deeply.

And when he pulled away, he put his other hand on Bond's waist, turned his head that way, and kissed him next.

[qu4r73rm4573r]

Q thought he should be jealous as he watched Harry kiss James, but he only felt aroused as he watched the other men. Moving away slightly, he perched himself on the edge of the bed to watch them, his cock eager and wanting more.

[0_0_7]

James hadn't really expected to kiss anyone. That hadn't been the way any prior dinner invitation had gone, in his experience. When Harry kissed him he froze for just a second, the surprise more than he could process at the moment. He could only melt, a hand holding Harry's arm to steady himself.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry could feel Bond's surprise, and he wondered for a moment if he'd made a mistake with the kiss - but in the moment it had just seemed right. He wasn't used to being impulsive, though. He should be more careful.

Though when he felt Bond accept the kiss and practically melt into it...

When it broke and he pulled away, the first thing he did was look to Q. Who did not seem bothered in the least. Only... aroused.

"Your turn," he said quietly.

[qu4r73rm4573r]

Q seemed a little unsure, still expecting Bond to reject him at any moment, but eventually stood back up and made his way over. He studied James for a beat, then slowly pulled him down for a kiss.

He could taste Harry's lips still, he was sure of it, and he let the kiss linger a beat before parting his lips to explore the other man a bit deeper. Until he could taste where Harry ended and Bond began.

[0_0_7]

As Q kissed him, James's hands slipped around him and pulled him into a warm embrace. He could taste his seed on Q's tongue and chased it, until he felt starved for breath.

When the kiss finally broke, he was dizzy.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry unlike the two of them was still fully clothed, though the outline of his erection was clearly visible in his trousers.

He moved to stand behind Q while they kissed, and put a hand on his waist as he watched them.

He watched until their kiss broke, and then he said to Bond over Q's shoulder, "Tell me, James, all those years ago... were you hoping to fuck me, or that I would fuck you?"