Q's mind flashed on the night they'd met Tony, the way he'd foolishly thought Bond might need some pointers. The way James had roughly caught him by the ear and assured him it wasn't his first time playing the game.
The memory made him shiver- And though it should have been in fear, it wasn't at all.
Were they still on the job, this would have been the part where Q promised to be good. ...But this wasn't the job any more. It was him and Bond, and Q greedily wanted to shove as hard as he could. He wanted to do all the things he knew he shouldn't in such a safe and sane relationship. ...Perhaps that was self destructive of him, or maybe it was just selfish. Either way, it was the way he took things.
"Let go," he demanded quietly, holding the glass tight as he tried to free his arm.
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Date: 2016-05-20 04:44 am (UTC)The memory made him shiver- And though it should have been in fear, it wasn't at all.
Were they still on the job, this would have been the part where Q promised to be good. ...But this wasn't the job any more. It was him and Bond, and Q greedily wanted to shove as hard as he could. He wanted to do all the things he knew he shouldn't in such a safe and sane relationship. ...Perhaps that was self destructive of him, or maybe it was just selfish. Either way, it was the way he took things.
"Let go," he demanded quietly, holding the glass tight as he tried to free his arm.