Q

[0_0_7]

Their holiday had been anything but relaxing. Oh, they'd put in a good effort but the universe had conspired against them, first in Florida, then on the island. There was always work to be done. And now that they were back it seemed MI6 was determined to make them make up for all they'd missed.

However, on their vacation Bond had finally come to realize he did have an interest in learning about Q's proclivities. He wanted to know what was good about the 'scene'. He wanted to understand. And so Q had called Hex and had made arrangements. The young nurse was a bit nervous and swore he was no great teacher, but had ultimately agreed to allow Bond to join them. They set a time and at that night nine o'clock found them all in a private room at Hitch. Neither Bodn nor Q wore the dress code clothing, but Hex did. He came in heavy boots, a jock and chaps and a harness under his leather jacket. They made polite conversation a bit and then things became more serious.

"What do you want to learn?" he asked Bond.

"Everything," the older agent replied. "I want to know what he likes. I want to learn what I'd enjoy...why do you like it?"

Hex was quiet for a minute. Then he smiled. "I like the control," he said. "I like having his trust, I like being in control of him and of myself. It's not really even about sex. Not with Q, it's not. It's about...it's about feeling alive."

"Show me," Bond said, then he took a seat in the corner.

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[quartermaster_q]

While Bond and Hex talked, Q removed his coat and glasses, then his shoes, leaving it all in the corner before making his way over to Hex.

It wasn't all business though, Q enjoyed Hex's company, and it was important to him that Hex knew that.

"You look well," he smiled, touching his arm and giving it a light squeeze. "Thank you for doing this, Hex. I owe you."

[just_hex]

Hex smiled at him and nodded, then took the liberty of touching him. He never just launched into violence. It wasn't seduction, not exactly, but there was a lead in to the scene. He had two of Q's buttons open before he addressed Bond.

"It's not the same for everyone. There are doms who start right off being hard and in charge. But I like Q and I want him to be comfortable. I like to undress him and ease him into the head space," he explained, looking over to Bond. "Any time you'd like to join in, you can. But only Q gets to use the safe word."

"I understand," Bond said. He was watching closely, taking in every word, every action.

[quartermaster_q]

"I like a slow build- Even if I'm role playing, I don't like to dive right into the punishment or bondage. Hex is very good in that he doesn't mind just sharing a drink first and talking, or spending sometime watching others play. I like that. It helps ease me into it," Q said.

[just_hex]

Bond nodded at that, too, but kept his seat. He watched as Hex fussed over Q, undressing him and petting him.

It was easy for him to do this, to teach. It wasn't like performing- if that had been the case Hex would have been nervous. But showing Bond how was something he found himself enjoying even though he realized that when the man got the hang of it Hex would likely no longer have Q to play with.

Once Q was naked and his clothes carefully laid aside, Hex began to touch him.

"Again, you don't start off with pain. It's too shocking to launch right into it. You want to touch him. Not gently, but not cruel. Pet him. Wake him up," Hex said, then he looked to Bond. "Do you want to try?"

Bond shook his head slowly. "Keep going."

[quartermaster_q]

Q was quiet, but responsive, gasping as Hex pet him and touched him. He leaned into it, but didn't touch Hex in return. He wouldn't unless the other man said he could or asked him too.

[just_hex]

"What do you need from me tonight, love? Restraint? What sort of pain? What do you crave?" Hex purred, his hands growing rougher as he pawed at Q and pinched him and scratched him.

Bond took it all in, watching closely. This was interesting to him. He could see Hex was going to take control, but Q had so much say. Clearly Hex enjoyed what he did but he wanted Q to enjoy it too. That was so much different than Taro and his David. That man had beaten the lad for his own pleasure with no regard to David's enjoyment. What he was seeing now...this was all about Q's pleasure, as far as he could tell.

[quartermaster_q]

"Something light tonight," Q said softly. "More restraint than pain, I'll leave that open for you to determine though. I'd like to be a little surprised."

[just_hex]

"Is that what you want, or what you want him to see?" Hex asked in a low voice that Bond couldn't quite make out. But as he asked he took Q by the hands to lead him to an interesting set of bars and pads. There were padded boards for Q to kneel on, a horse for him to lean over, and various bars and poles for Hex to tie him to- which bar or pole determined what contorted position Q would be held in. It was strict and uncomfortable, but not terribly painful. And it had the added benefit of leaving Q spread and vulnerable. Hex guided him into place and then went to fetch an assortment of ropes.

[quartermaster_q]

Hex wasn't wrong, it was more for Bond's benefit than his- and he met Bond's eyes with his own as he settled into place.

He was searching to see what the other man was thinking. If he was still interested, or growing appalled. Bond could be so hard to read sometimes.

[0_0_7]

And now was no different. Bond sat watching as Hex took his time securing Q into place. It was rather dull to watch, really. Complex winding, complicated knots, it was more artistic than Bond was used to- though his knowledge of ropes were hardly erotic. That was where he was having difficulties, it was the reconciling what he knew to be truly unpleasant with what Hex and Q seemed to be finding quite a lot of pleasure in.

Hex tied him into place, arms over his head but then bent and tied back, the horse doing the work of supporting him. Hex tied his legs so he was forced to keep them spread. Q's balls hung down between his legs, supremely vulnerable. And as Hex tied him he rattled off a filthy litany of the thoughts he'd had since they'd last been together. It was shocking, sexual, and depraved.

Bond found it odd because he knew for a fact that Hex never fucked Q. That wasn't part of this play. He wondered if it was just for Q's benefit or if Hex liked to fantasize. Whatever the reason, Bond could easily picture Q on his knees with his lips dripping come the way Hex described and he found himself shifting and adjusting his growing arousal.

[quartermaster_q]

Q squirmed, cock twitching to life as Hex told him each dirty fantasy, and he moaned softly.

"Please," he said softly, speaking to Hex, though his gaze was still lingering on Bond.

[just_hex]

"I've been itching to hurt you," Hex said then, now that Q was secure and at his mercy. He smoothed his hand over the curve of the man's ass and gave him a smack. Not hard. Not to start. Hex smacked him again, rubbed and jiggled his ass and then spanked him again. He worked up to real strikes.

"You build up to it," he said. "You...you go for the kill, don't you? You make it hurt from the outset? It's not like that. With Q you need to build up to it." He smacked him again, then wet his finger and shocked Q by teasing his exposed entrance. Just circling it, nothing more.

Bond watched and at the intimate move he actually stood up.

"Ah," Hex said, pointing at him with his other hand. "He's not entirely yours tonight. You need to relax. Unless you're going to help me out."

Bond didn't sit, but he didn't move forward, either...

[quartermaster_q]

Q let out a soft cry of surprise, Jerking away and making a small sound.

Bond wouldn't join them, Q felt certain of that, but the brief thought that he might... God, nothing could have aroused him more in that moment.

"I'm not anyones," he assured them both, sounding a touch breathless.

[just_hex]

Hex teased him with the fingertip just a bit more, then leaned down to speak in his ear.

"It could be a tongue if you're a good boy," he said, suggesting but not promising. Then he left Q alone with that thought as he went to the supply cupboard to pull out a few toys. He took a glass plug from its packaging and lube as well. An elastic band. A paddle.

"I thought that this was pain," Bond said from where he stood.

Hex looked at him and smiled. "Oh, it is. But it's not all pain. Not many people want all pain, and he's not in for that tonight. Maybe some other night, but not now. Now it's restraint. And with restraint I can taunt him. Maybe humiliate him a bit. And hurt him, too," Hex explained as he began to slick Q so he could slide the plug into him. In the moment there was no pain at all, only wet pleasure opening him up.

Bond wet his lips and came just two steps closer.

[quartermaster_q]

Q tried to rock back into it, the rope holding him firmly in place and restricting even the smallest movements. He panted softly, eyes slipping shut as he forgot about Bond for a moment and focused only on the pleasure.

"Hex," he murmured, squirming and letting out a groan.

[0_0_7]

The plug was just the perfect size to stretch him a bit, to make him feel full. As soon as it was seated in Q Hex took the elastic and wrapped it around the man's balls, cruelly constricting them. They turned dark, the skin tight and shiny. Hex toyed with them a bit, bouncing them and squeezing them as they grew more and more sensitive.

Bond watched Q's face as pleasure and pain blended together and became indistinguishable. Hex took the paddle then and began to really work Q over, beating him slowly at first, then harder and gradually faster.

And then the paddle stopped and a hand smoothed over Q's rosy cheek. Hex looked at Bond as he touched the younger man and stepped just a bit out of the way. He said nothing, neither did Bond, but a moment later there were four hands on Q.

[quartermaster_q]

Q's eyes snapped open in surprise, and it took him a moment to realize that Bond was joining in.

"James," he gasped, twisting a bit in an attempt to see the other man.

His gaze flickered to Hex then, silently questioning what was happening.

[0_0_7]

"Take hold of him here," Hex said softly, guiding Bond's hand to a bound arm to pull Q into a bit more of an awkward position. "And take that hand and keep spanking him. Don't let up now..."

Hex rubbed Q's back as Bond took over, holding him in place and spanking his raw ass with a bare hand.

"You're in control," Hex continued. "He's completely at your mercy...you have all the power. But you can't be a bastard. It's a responsibility. If you hurt him badly, if he doesn't have a good time then you're a bad dom, yeah?"

Bond stopped spanking him and instead took hold of Q's balls, tight and constricted as they were, and he teased them wordlessly. He didn't need to speak, Hex was talking enough- telling him how to touch, when to be rough and when to be gentle, just how to do it properly...

"...And he'll tell you if he needs to stop. Otherwise keep on. Don't let up on him. Part of being in charge is pushing the limit. Taking it farther than you think he's able. As far as you're able."

Bond proved to be a very quick study.

[quartermaster_q]

Q squirmed and panted, crying out and twisting in his bonds and whimpering as Bond teased and tormented him.

"Please," he panted. "Bond, please... Hex. Fuck," he swore softly, hard and desperate. He was sure he'd never been this aroused before in his life.

[0_0_7]

Hex backed away a bit and looked from Bond to Q and back.

"I never go farther than this," he said. "If you want to fuck him I can leave."

Bond hesitated for a moment and then shook his head.

"No, I want to learn to do this properly," he said.

"Sometimes proper means getting off," Hex said. "Or you could..."

He moved closer again and carefully slipped the elastic off Q's balls.

"Or you could keep on til he comes..."

Bond nodded and began to paddle the backs of Q's shaking thighs with on hand while milking his cock with the other. He watched as Hex moved in front of Q, taking hold of his hair and rubbing the leather clad ridge of his erection against the man's lips to keep him submissive.

[quartermaster_q]

Q couldn't think, couldn't do anything but whimper against Hex's leather covered cock, and buck into Bond's hand, panting and sobbing as pleasure and pain built up, pushing him closer and closer to the edge.

"I can't... James... Hex... Please, please..."

He wasn't even sure what he was begging for, but a moment later he was coming hard, his whole body shaking as he went limp in his bond's and let the pleasure crash over him.

[0_0_7]

Hex caught Bond's attention and gestured for him keep on, just a bit more. Just until Q was utterly spent.

"Now's the important part," he said. "That was quite a bit for him to take so now you have to take care of him until he comes back to himself. Help me get him untied, then you can hold him, yeah?" Hex said. And Bond could tell from his tone and the sincerity in his eyes that he wasn't having fun with him. To Hex this really was the most important part.

Working together they freed Q and then Bond gathered him up as Hex got a cloth to clean him up.

"You did so well, love," Hex said as he cleaned the come off Q's skin. "You went places that time. You did so well..."

Bond soaked it all uo. The tone. The gentle touch. Every soft word of care and praise. If he didn't know better he'd think Hex loved Q, but he knew that wasn't true. The man just honestly cared.

"You did wonderfully, Q," Bond said then, pressing a kiss to Q's temple. "Thank you."

[quartermaster_q]

Q settled against Bond, still trembling a little as he let himself come down.

Silently, he reached out and stroked Hex's cheek, wanting the man to know he was thankful for this. All of this. Hex really was something special. As eager as Q was to have Bond enjoy this, he didn't want to stop playing with Hex. He genuinely enjoyed the other man, as a playmate and a friend.

"You joined in," he said after a moment, looking at Bond. "I can't believe you joined in."

[0_0_7]

"How could I resist?" Bond asked. He held Q tenderly and pressed for nothing, but he was so hard he ached, so aroused his balls were throbbing as they demanded release.

Hex got on his knees and moved in close, gently touching Q and smiling at him.

"He's a good one, yeah? He'll get the hang of it." Then Hex looked at Bond and said, "Tonight was an easy one. Sometimes...sometimes he really wants to hurt. And you can't shy away from that. Don't jump right into it, though. You need to be prepared in the head for that sort of thing."

Bond only then realized that this was more of a mind game than he'd initially thought. He wasn't a fan of psychology and yet it seemed he was going to be delving into his inner thoughts if he intended to go on with this.

"I'll need more lessons," he said then and Hex smiled.

"I'm happy to see you two whenever you like."

[quartermaster_q]

"You're a good man, Hex," Q smiled, playfully nudging the man's shoulder with his foot as he leaned back against Bond.

"You should bring your boyfriend next time, maybe if he sees how good it can be, he'll give it a go," Q suggested. "What's his name again? Spencer, isn't it? You should bring him, we'd like that, wouldn't we, James?"