"You spent weeks mocking my kidnapping fantasies, then decided I didn't like your dungeon?" Q replied. "I liked it just fine, it was just not what I originally imagined. In my head it was rough, but... Romantic. Not just a punishment, but as if you couldn't stand not to have me."

It was the most honest Q had ever been about his fantasies really, and he looked away, embarrassed.

"Besides, I barely got to look around last time. I hardly know what's in there."