Date: 2015-06-12 05:02 am (UTC)
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He was on the very edge, panting and whimpering and bucking up. Even after Q pulled away he was still pumping his hips searching for friction.

"Christ, Q, please," he begged, not above pleading for it. Anyone else he would have been stoic but with Q he was helpless.
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