Bond held every drop as he pulled off Q's cock.

Tight-lipped, he stood and undid his fly, stroking himself for show. He moved in and roughly grabbed Q's leg to hike it up. Tension strained the young wizard's arms. Bond gave him a wink, then spit into his palm.

"You better hope that's enough," he said as he slicked his cock and sank into him with no other preparation.