"Wait, don't," Q said quickly, panicking a bit. It was one thing to daydream, it was another to do it. In his dreams it had been some rough ropes and rough hands- Not beatings and prisons.

Though he supposed that was where his and Bond's fantasies differed.

"Is this really what you crave?" he asked, needing to know before he submitted. "Do you want to hurt me? Because you can, but- I need to know this is your fantasy and not punishment."