Q

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The night had taken an interesting turn. He'd sat with Q in the hospital and when that was sorted he had taken the cat to B. The cat was unchipped and he had to wait for it to wake up so it was almost 4am before he got back home with Oberon.

He was certain Q was asleep so he was quiet as he made his way through the flat to the bedroom.

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[quartermaster_q]

Q raised a brow, but said nothing. Instead he finished his tea and put his pup in the sink.

Chin up high, he proceeded to walk past Bond to put himself to bed. If Bond wanted to stop his feet and play with his guns, that was fine with him.

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He only got an arm's length past Bond. Then the older agent grabbed him, jerked him back, and shoved him against the wall.

His eyes burned with anger.

"Wipe that smug look off your face, you arrogant little shit," he said. "You're playing a very dangerous game. And you're not going to win it."

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Gasping sharply, Q winced as he hit the wall, honestly baffled at first- Then annoyed.

"The only one playing a dangerous game here, double-o seven, is you. You like to think you're the top dog, but you're not, and I'll not pretend to cower just because you're feeling huffy. ...Kindly remove your hands, Bond. I'm going to bed."

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Bond glared at him for a long moment and then he did just that. He let Q go and turned to go.

"Good night, Quartermaster," he said tersely, making for the door.

[quartermaster_q]

He wasn't sure why, but that made Q almost irrationally angry. One moment Bond had him against the wall, the next he was heading for the door.

"If you walk out, don't come back," he snapped. "You always do this. You always storm off. You never fight for me, James. You never fight to make things work."

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Bond looked back.

"I'm going to kill him," he said. "And this time I'm going to make sure he stays dead."

[quartermaster_q]

"You're going to kill a man, because I tried to seduce him," Q said flatly. "That's ridiculous. You're being ridiculous."

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Ridiculous or not, Bond stopped at the credenza and pulled out more weapons. Bond was angry and he didn't deal with his emotions well in the best of times. Right now he was ready to murder the world.

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"You're an idiot," Q accused. "If you need to be angry with someone, be angry with me. I'm the one who disobeyed you. I'm the one who went to see him, and attempted to seduce him. Your rage is misplaced, and wont do any good. ...He can't die, James. He can't be killed."

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"Everyone can be killed," he said. But Q's words screwed into his brain. Yes...his anger was misplaced. He was angry with Q. Furious with him. But Bond had never loved like this before and he couldn't reconcile that love with this rage.

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"Fine, kill him. But kill him tomorrow," Q sighed, making his way over to Bond and stroking his hand down the double-o's back.

"I'm sorry, alright, James? I'm sorry."

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It was like defusing a bomb. The tension in Bond's shoulders lessened and he exhaled softly.

"You tried to seduce him," he said quietly. He wasn't sure why it bothered him so much. He had no issues with Hex. Had no problem with Q taking other lovers.

But...bloody Torchwood.

[quartermaster_q]

"You've said it yourself, it's often the easiest way in," Q shrugged. "I didn't think you'd care."

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He couldn't argue with that- he'd said that very thing not long ago when he'd seduced a diplomat's wife to get the information he needed.

Bond put the second gun back down and turned to face him.

"Apparently I care quite a lot," he admitted.

[quartermaster_q]

"I like that you're jealous," Q admitted, pressing closer as he spoke. "I wish you'd show it in other ways though. Storming off with a gun isn't the way to my heart."

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With Q's body pressed to him all the energy he had that had been anger shifted to desire instead. He held Q's arms and pulled him closer.

"I could prove it without murdering him, I imagine," he purred.

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"Much more effective too, I'd imagine- Since murdering him would be doing the impossible," Q pointed out, going still as Bond held him.

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Bond nodded but Harkness and Torchwood were ideas he was having a hard time hanging on to as he looked at Q. He was captivated by his eyes and his mouth was so tempting.

Too tempting.

Bond pulled him close and silenced him with a rough kiss.

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Q let himself be silenced and claimed, behaving himself for once as he allowed Bond to wordlessly take the lead.

After the day they'd had, and the squabble, he was certain Bond deserved him on his best behaviour.

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Bond was full of fury still and it manifested in his touch and his kiss. He found himself manhandling Q toward the bedroom, kissing him ferociously. He smashed his own lip between their teeth and even though it hadn't been Q's fault he bit the man's lover lip in retaliation. He gasped for breath and began to tear at Q's clothes.

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Q whimpered at the bite, squirming a bit as he worried Bond might be a touch too upset tonight. The other man was always so careful with him... This was something totally new.

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He broke like the sea against Q, crashing against him again and again. Kissing, tasting, pulling. He tore at Q's clothes and stripped him a bit at a time until he was naked. The fact that he didn't so much as look at Q's pants was an indication that he was far too wound up for the simple pleasures he normally enjoyed.

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Q was panting, and eventually he had to push Bond back so he could catch his breath.

The other man was a storm of emotion, and Q was struggling not to get crushed by it all.

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When Q pushed him back Bond began to tear his own clothes off. He untied his tie and it was audible. One of the buttons on his shirt popped off and skittered across the floor. It only took seconds and he was naked. His cock was hard, standing at attention, and he closed the distance between then again so he could touch Q and taste him again.

[quartermaster_q]

As exciting as it was to see Bond so worked up and wound tight over him, to see that envious spark- It was also a touch frightening, if he was honest.

It was moments like this, when Bond was asserting himself so completely, that he worried about actually allowing the other man to collar him.