"Mmm, I like that," Bond smiled, delighting in the way Q squirmed on him. He loved the man's mouth, his hands, the weight of his body. "I think I'm a bit peckish myself," he chuckled.
Q smiled, his lips moving lower as he began to leave a trail down the man's torso.
"I think I'm always starved for you," he confessed, flicking his tongue over a nipple before pausing and looking downright devilish. "I'll never have my fill."
Bond groaned softly and grabbed the sheet tight in his fists, tugging to
try to keep some control. It was a losing battle and as he felt the velvet
softness of Q's lips he was instantly bucking up to chase the sensation.
Q wasn't shy, taking Bond between his lips and happily getting to work. Q
had a tendency to be more efficient than tender when he felt pressed for
time, and he imminently set about providing what he knew the other man
found the most stimulating.
Q's mouth was pure sin and Bond was utterly helpless. He thrust into the
perfection of the man's mouth, gasping and panting. His cock swelled and
jerked, leaking bitter fluid.
"A little more," he said. "I'm so close. So close, Q," he warned.
Q kept on, savouring every sound the double-o made. There was nothing more erotic and delightful than the sound of Bond letting go and surrendering to pleasure.
When he came it was with a throaty groan. Bond arched, his hips pulling
back, then pushing in one last time. He spent himself against the back of
Q's throat, fists gripping the sheets until he relaxed, boneless and sated.
"Keep talking like that and you'll get me up for it again," he said as he
took Q in hand and began to stroke. His mouth watered to return the favor
but first he needed to feel him. To kiss him and taste himself, too.
"Oh, now that's what I like to hear," he purred, kissing Q's throat and
rutting against him as he puled him off. "Please what, hmm? You like my
hand? You want my mouth? You want more? Insatiable, needy..." he mumbled,
moving lower.
Bond's lips were pure sin, and Q whimpered louder as he melted under Bond's attention.
He almost wished that this was the real reason they'd come all this way. That Bond had dragged him out here to keep him locked in a hotel room and shag his brains out over and over again, rather than fill the young Quartermaster's wish to work. His mind wandered even further then, imagining Bond sweeping him off for a truly filthy weekend- But he supposed that what he considered filthy and fun wasn't really the double-o's style.
This was nice though. Having Bond's full attention was always a gift to be treasured and enjoyed.
Bond kept rutting against him, murmuring and moaning as he did. He moved
from one nipple to the other and then began to bite the plane of Q's chest.
It was hardly more than pressing sharp teeth to skin, letting them sink in.
"I want to fuck you," he said between bites. "I'm going to make you come,
give you a bit, then have you again. And then maybe again in the
morning..." he said before moving his mouth to Q's cock where he continued
to stroke while he sucked and licked.
He wasn't about to stop for a chat now that he had Q so close. His tongue
slithered wickedly against the head of the man's cock and he tugged him to
the edge. The taste of him made Bond's mouth water for more. He was utterly
unrelenting and focused on Q and Q alone.
Bond shifted so he could grab Q by the hip and hold him down. He was
getting better, bit by bit, about hurting Q and controlling him. Sometimes
he was more willing than others- he rarely played around after a mission,
to focused on pleasure and affirmation he was still alive, but when he was
comfortable, like now, he was willing to dig his nails in, force Q still,
and take his hand away to swallow him whole.
"How very complimentary," he teased, kissing Q quickly then settling in
beside him. He could easily turn Q over and have him now, he was ready, but
he wanted the other man to enjo it, too. He didn't want to simply use him.
There was little in the world that Bond liked more than holding Q as he
slept. Sometimes he couldn't save other agents, sometimes the world went to
hell. But sometimes...sometimes he could keep Q safe and secure.
He drifted off himself after a few minutes, falling hard asleep.
The summer sun was still below the horizon but the sky was lit by it when
Bond woke. For all his talk last night he felt the need for a shower and a
shave. He let Q sleep while he went about getting ready for the day and
ordered breakfast before going to the bed to kiss Q awake.
"The sun is up," he said softly. "And breakfast is on the way. Then to
work."
Q protested softly, stretching out on the bed and letting the sheets slide down so Bond could get a good look at him. ...Maybe that would entice the double-o back to bed.
"I'm so tired though," he complained, sulking a bit, then rolling onto his side and getting a little tangled in the sheets.
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Date: 2015-06-23 05:32 am (UTC)"I think I'm always starved for you," he confessed, flicking his tongue over a nipple before pausing and looking downright devilish. "I'll never have my fill."
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Date: 2015-06-23 05:40 am (UTC)"You look at me like that and I'm not sure I'll survive the morning..." he said. "You may actually eat me alive."
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Date: 2015-06-23 04:42 pm (UTC)He didn't stop until he was nuzzling Bond's cock, encouraging the man's erection with little licks and soft kisses.
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Date: 2015-06-23 10:57 pm (UTC)Bond groaned softly and grabbed the sheet tight in his fists, tugging to try to keep some control. It was a losing battle and as he felt the velvet softness of Q's lips he was instantly bucking up to chase the sensation.
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Date: 2015-06-24 02:57 pm (UTC)Q wasn't shy, taking Bond between his lips and happily getting to work. Q had a tendency to be more efficient than tender when he felt pressed for time, and he imminently set about providing what he knew the other man found the most stimulating.
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Date: 2015-06-25 12:15 am (UTC)There was no place for soft sounds, then. Bond's cry was strained but loud as he reached down to catch Q's unruly mom in a loose fist.
"Fuck," he gasped. "Fuck, Q, shit..."
He was useless beyond swearing.
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Date: 2015-06-25 01:40 am (UTC)Q urged him on silently, looking up to watch the other man as he continued to bob and suck on his cock.
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Date: 2015-06-25 01:55 am (UTC)Q's mouth was pure sin and Bond was utterly helpless. He thrust into the perfection of the man's mouth, gasping and panting. His cock swelled and jerked, leaking bitter fluid.
"A little more," he said. "I'm so close. So close, Q," he warned.
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Date: 2015-06-28 12:19 am (UTC)Q took that to heart, working his lips over Bond's cock even more eagerly than before.
Close wasn't good enough, he wanted the man to be there.
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Date: 2015-06-28 12:33 am (UTC)Bond moaned wantonly, pumping his hips in time with Q's mouth.
"Yes...yes...godyes," he choked out, on the very edge of coming undone.
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Date: 2015-07-01 05:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-07-02 11:45 pm (UTC)When he came it was with a throaty groan. Bond arched, his hips pulling back, then pushing in one last time. He spent himself against the back of Q's throat, fists gripping the sheets until he relaxed, boneless and sated.
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Date: 2015-07-03 12:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-07-03 12:31 am (UTC)Bond purred in his contentment and moved to wrap his arms around Q. He rolled enough that he could look at him.
"That was exquisite," he said, drunk on pleasure. He sighed, his hand sliding lower, lower, his intention clear.
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Date: 2015-07-03 12:37 am (UTC)Q nuzzled Bond's neck, settling in closer and letting the other man touch him.
"I love the taste of you," he whispered.
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Date: 2015-07-03 12:42 am (UTC)"Keep talking like that and you'll get me up for it again," he said as he took Q in hand and began to stroke. His mouth watered to return the favor but first he needed to feel him. To kiss him and taste himself, too.
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Date: 2015-07-03 12:44 am (UTC)Whimpering softly, Q bucked into Bond's touch, enjoying the way it felt to be in the other man's hands so completely.
"Please," he gasped.
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Date: 2015-07-03 12:48 am (UTC)"Oh, now that's what I like to hear," he purred, kissing Q's throat and rutting against him as he puled him off. "Please what, hmm? You like my hand? You want my mouth? You want more? Insatiable, needy..." he mumbled, moving lower.
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Date: 2015-07-03 01:43 am (UTC)"I love your hands," Q gasped, bucking a little harder and letting out a needy little mewl of a sound. "I love you..."
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Date: 2015-07-03 01:58 am (UTC)"Mmm, I love you, too," he murmured to Q's heart, then moved to suckled his nipple as his hand moved faster, firmer.
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Date: 2015-07-03 02:05 am (UTC)He almost wished that this was the real reason they'd come all this way. That Bond had dragged him out here to keep him locked in a hotel room and shag his brains out over and over again, rather than fill the young Quartermaster's wish to work. His mind wandered even further then, imagining Bond sweeping him off for a truly filthy weekend- But he supposed that what he considered filthy and fun wasn't really the double-o's style.
This was nice though. Having Bond's full attention was always a gift to be treasured and enjoyed.
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Date: 2015-07-03 02:10 am (UTC)Bond kept rutting against him, murmuring and moaning as he did. He moved from one nipple to the other and then began to bite the plane of Q's chest. It was hardly more than pressing sharp teeth to skin, letting them sink in.
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Date: 2015-07-03 02:14 am (UTC)"James," he gasped. "Please. ...Please, James."
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Date: 2015-07-03 02:19 am (UTC)He moved lower, to Q's belly, still biting.
"I want to fuck you," he said between bites. "I'm going to make you come, give you a bit, then have you again. And then maybe again in the morning..." he said before moving his mouth to Q's cock where he continued to stroke while he sucked and licked.
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Date: 2015-07-03 02:22 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-07-03 03:05 am (UTC)He wasn't about to stop for a chat now that he had Q so close. His tongue slithered wickedly against the head of the man's cock and he tugged him to the edge. The taste of him made Bond's mouth water for more. He was utterly unrelenting and focused on Q and Q alone.
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Date: 2015-07-03 03:08 am (UTC)Bucking up, he whimpered softly, betraying how aroused and near he was.
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Date: 2015-07-03 03:17 am (UTC)Bond shifted so he could grab Q by the hip and hold him down. He was getting better, bit by bit, about hurting Q and controlling him. Sometimes he was more willing than others- he rarely played around after a mission, to focused on pleasure and affirmation he was still alive, but when he was comfortable, like now, he was willing to dig his nails in, force Q still, and take his hand away to swallow him whole.
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Date: 2015-07-03 03:25 am (UTC)"Fuck," he swore softly.
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Date: 2015-07-03 03:40 am (UTC)Bond drank him down, swallowing around him and sucking him clean. When he finally pulled away he wore a self-satisfied smirk.
"I love how you sound," he said breathlessly. "Every noise you make. Every word. Perfect."
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Date: 2015-07-03 03:43 am (UTC)"Mmm, I like- I like you," he mumbled, curling up and getting comfortable.
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Date: 2015-07-03 03:51 am (UTC)"How very complimentary," he teased, kissing Q quickly then settling in beside him. He could easily turn Q over and have him now, he was ready, but he wanted the other man to enjo it, too. He didn't want to simply use him.
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Date: 2015-07-03 03:54 am (UTC)Q moved closer, settling against Bond and holding him firmly.
"I love you," he murmured, yawning a bit and looking as if he'd already drifted off- Perhaps he had. Perhaps he was talking in his sleep.
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Date: 2015-07-03 04:04 am (UTC)There was little in the world that Bond liked more than holding Q as he slept. Sometimes he couldn't save other agents, sometimes the world went to hell. But sometimes...sometimes he could keep Q safe and secure.
He drifted off himself after a few minutes, falling hard asleep.
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Date: 2015-07-03 04:10 am (UTC)His dreams were blissfully calm as well, lines of code that he tapped away at, filling a monitor in his mind.
It was the best sleep he'd had in days.
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Date: 2015-07-03 06:07 am (UTC)The summer sun was still below the horizon but the sky was lit by it when Bond woke. For all his talk last night he felt the need for a shower and a shave. He let Q sleep while he went about getting ready for the day and ordered breakfast before going to the bed to kiss Q awake.
"The sun is up," he said softly. "And breakfast is on the way. Then to work."
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Date: 2015-07-03 03:11 pm (UTC)"I'm so tired though," he complained, sulking a bit, then rolling onto his side and getting a little tangled in the sheets.