Be Mine - Valentine's Day 2017

[londoncallingmods]

Lucky in love or not, London was a lovely place to find yourself on Valentine's Day. From romantic walks through various parks, to intimate dinners or shared deserts in the many restaurants and cafe's- There was something for everyone, because if wandering or dining wasn't for you, well, there were plenty of organised events to attend.

London couldn't claim to be the city of love, but it was certainly a city of possibilities.

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[0_0_7]

Bond groaned softly then sighed, but took his dessert fork and cut a bit of the chocolate heart that was filled with a delightful jelly. It really was quite delicious and rather decadent.

"Nibble," he repeated, his eyes locked on Q, studying his every move. All through dinner Bond had grown more and more tense. Now, watching Q take a sweet bite, he looked like he was about to pounce.

[quartermaster_q]

"Mmm, a nibble. After this maybe we'll take a pretty little detour on the drive home. Oh, then we really ought to do some packing for our trip to the country..." Q mused, a hint of a smile playing on his lips as he took another bite.

[0_0_7]

"Detour to where?" he asked, just a bit of impatient desperation creeping into the question.

[quartermaster_q]

"Oh, I don't know- Past the Thames, perhaps? We could admire the waters, maybe see if we can get on the eye?" He grinned then, fighting back a laugh.

[0_0_7]

"Are you serious?" Bond asked dryly. He would, of course, if Q wanted to. Make a night of romance and all, but he was sure he'd be mad with need if they didn't get home soon.

[quartermaster_q]

"Unless you can think of a better way to spend the night," Q replied innocently.

[0_0_7]

"We could take the chunnel and watch the dawn in Paris," he suggested. "Or, a more favorable idea, we could go home and I could make you forget all about the Thames and the Eye and London in general."

[quartermaster_q]

"Oh, going to wipe my memory are you? And how do you intend to do that? Electric shocks, perhaps? A pill or two..."

He wet his lips, then leaned over the table just a bit as he whispered. "Or are you trying to sell me on the idea that your cock has the power to dampen a mind as sharp as mine, double-o seven?"

[0_0_7]

"That," he said, leaning forward and lowering his voice, "...is exactly what I'm suggesting. Don't underestimate me, Q. I could make you forget most anythig given time and proper execution."

[quartermaster_q]

"You sound so terribly certain of that. Perhaps we should put a wager of some sort on it," Q said thoughtfully.

[0_0_7]

He sat back, looking just a touch smug. Gambling was a passion if his, perhaps even a weakness.

"Do you have something in mind?" he asked, lifting his glass again.

[quartermaster_q]

"Alright- How about this? If by the end of our passionate night of love making I can't tap into the agency of your choosing in, say, five minutes? Yeah, five- If I can't do that, you can have the prize of your choice. But, if I do it- You take the tube to work for the next two weeks," Q grinned.

[0_0_7]

"When you set the stakes that high you must know I'll win," he smirked. He drained his glass and then nodded toward the door. "Shall we see just how well I can put my back into it?"

[quartermaster_q]

Q laughed, a bright and unexpected sound in the otherwise quiet restaurant, and he covered his mouth to quiet himself as he nodded.

[0_0_7]

Bond dabbed his mouth with the linen tablecloth, then got up and smoothed his suit. The maitre'd saw him rise and came over. Bond passed him a card to pay for the meal. Another server brought them their coats and by the time they were on their way out all Bond had to do was sign his name and take the card.

The car was waiting for them as they left the building.

"I'll take a route near the river since you're keen to see the water," he said.

[quartermaster_q]

"I do love the water," Q said as he climbed into the car. "...Well, looking at it more than being in it or near it. Bloody cold out there. ...And dirty."

[0_0_7]

"I went into the Thames once and had to have an entire regimen of inoculations," Bond commented once he was behind the wheel. He strapped in and took off for home.

"Tell me about where we're going on holiday," he asked, trying to keep his mind off the deep need he had to have Q bare against him.

[quartermaster_q]

"A tiny cottage, out in the middle of nowhere. Used to be a dairy farm or something. It's... Primitive, but I thought you might like that," Q confessed.

[0_0_7]

"That does sound rather nice," he said, smiling softly. Q knew him so well. So well, in fact, that Bond often didn't even realize he was being guided one way or another. Oh, he had a will all his own, but Q had so much more power over him than he realized.

"Just a few days, you say?"

[quartermaster_q]

"Three, but our stay could be extended if you'd like," Q replied.

[0_0_7]

"I think if we keep taking holidays someone's going to catch on that we're never at work, and always together," Bond said. "If we're going to keep this secret, Q, we're going to have to be more careful."

[quartermaster_q]

Q huffed a little at that, but didn't argue. Generally he was the sensible one, but- Well, he'd never been that sensible when it came to Bond. "As if they don't already know. They know everything, James."

[0_0_7]

"Let's not give them a reason to act on anything they think they know," he replied. "And, yes, I realize the irony of me being the one begging caution."

[quartermaster_q]

"So fine, three days," Q huffed. "Or less. I can cancel the trip now if you want. I'm sure we wont actually make it there anyway. There's no doubt something that needs doing in the arctic or wherever."

[0_0_7]

Bond arched a brow and cast him a sidelong glance.

"You're taking away my Valentine's present because I want to keep you safe?" he asked smartly.