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provocateur_king) wrote2024-01-10 09:50 pm
provocateur_king) wrote2024-01-10 09:50 pm
Q - Fountain of Youth
True to his word, Bond found Tanner who was much the same despite being a bright eyed young lad. Bond gave the order and then watched as the crew managed to finally drop anchor.
He hoped Q was right and this would wear off. The entire crew couldn't hoist it again.
He took off his hat as he entered the chamber to find Q, smiling when he saw what the young man had done.
"We're steady," he said.
He hoped Q was right and this would wear off. The entire crew couldn't hoist it again.
He took off his hat as he entered the chamber to find Q, smiling when he saw what the young man had done.
"We're steady," he said.
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"We'll see," he said softly against the back of Q's neck, his breath hot and voice low.
He didn't do anything. Not much. Just touching. Holding Q close, feeling the shape of him through his clothes. Shifting, then shifting again to enjoy the friction as he ground against him.
It went no farther, Bond was quite patient...when it suited him.
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Q made a few soft sounds, eventually coaxing Bond to lay with him and coiling himself up tight against the captain, body flush against his.
He seemed tired now, arching against him and then going a bit still as he dozed off just a little- Repeating those actions over and over until he was asleep in Bond's arms.
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As Q feel into a heavy sleep, Bond realized this may be harder to resist now. Now that he'd touched him. Now that he knew his sound. His taste. He wanted Q more than he should admit, but now it burned, knowing he couldn't.
Shouldn't.
...wouldn't.
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It was another full day before the enchantment wore off, and again the boffin had fallen asleep in Bond's arms. He awoke, however, feeling more like himself. A bit a taller, a bit more filled out, less frantic and awkward.
Feeling at ease in his own skin again, he wriggled closer and buried his face against Bond's neck, exhaling with a little sigh.
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It was Q's breath that woke him, but it was the familiar ache in his shoulder that had been blessedly gone for the past couple days that really roused him. He opened his eyes to see the Q he was most familiar with. The one he was used to seeing upon waking.
Bond hummed softly and smoothed his hand down Q's back, all the way down.
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With a small sound of approval, Q rutted lightly against the other man.
"Mmm, morning," he murmured, the words half muffled as his face remained buried against Bond's skin.
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"Morning," he repeated, his fresh voice rough and low.
His hands explored Q as they had been for days, but this morning he sought skin, pushing under the wizard's pajamas.
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Q wriggled closer, then playfully rolled away.
"I'm still tired," he lied with a grin. "Just another hour of rest..."
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"No more hours...time is up," Bond said, grabbing him and hauling him close once again to kiss him, lazy but eager.
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Q moaned into the kiss, but was still wriggling away a bit, laughing just a bit as he struggled and played a bit hard to get- Before rolling them over and nipping at Bond's bottom lip.
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Bond's hands never left him, and only held tighter as he found himself on his back. He moaned low as Q tugged, then lunged in to kiss him hungrily.
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Q kissed him back, moaning loudly and rutting eagerly against him.
"I want you," he gasped. "My captain, my James, my lover..."
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"I love you," whispered into Q's mouth, then Bond chased the sentiment with his tongue. Practiced hands easily began to strip the wizard's clothes away...and his own.
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"I love you," Q echoes, saying it once, then again. Like a quiet little chant, a mantra, all as he helped James free him of his clothes.
"You should be naked," he insisted.
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"As should you," Bond replied, choosing that moment to shove Q's trousers down to bare his ass.
That was when the captain was distracted by groping the newly bare, warm skin.
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Gasping as the cool air hit his skin, Q moaned and tried to relieve James of his own, squirming and moving until he could strip him a bit better. He didn't get far though, and eventually he wiggled away, standing so he could free himself of the last of his clothes.
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Bond took the opportunity to shed everything as well. He only waited until Q was done before he moved to grab him and drag him back to bed to tangle together.
"I've been dying to have you," he said breathlessly. "I swear, I was better at it before."
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"You were too good at it before," Q teased tartly, rolling them over again to be back on top.
"...Can I?" he asked, maybe a bit nervous as his fingers traced a line up the captain's thigh.
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Bond shifted, spreading his legs a little.
"Of course," he said, watching Q's every move.
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Q used a little magic to slick his fingers, dragging them gently along the crack of the other man's arse.
"You're sure?" he asked softly, starting to tease the tight pucker.
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"Aren't you?" he replied with a teasing smile.
"Have you?" he asked.
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"You know I haven't," Q replied, looking unsure now. He wanted to, just to know what it was like, but... He wasn't sure what he was doing.
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"Then you should take your time," Bond said.
Slowly, he spread his legs more. His smile came a bit easier when he realized Jack hadn't robbed him of Q at all. Not really.
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Q seemed unsure, but started again, taking his time and then eventually slipping one digit inside the other man.
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Bond wasn't accustomed to it, gasped softly, then relaxed as Q's finger sank deep.
"There," he said. "Feel there?"
He concentrated and flexed a little, his cock jerking and ass clenching and the swollen gland pressing against him. He couldn't help but gasp again.
"That's it."
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