"Oh, love, I haven't begun to hurt you," Bond answered. He put the glass down and when he came back he slapped Q across the face. This was so much easier to do like this. This wasn't even a game, this was was a legend, another him. They might have the same name but like this he wasn't Q's James. He was another man entirely. One who didn't take no for an answer. One who took what he wanted. One who could look at the man before him and who could ache to hurt him just to hear him cry out.
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Date: 2016-05-20 05:11 am (UTC)It was easier like this.