Q - Fountain of Youth

[provocateur_king]

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.

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[provocateur_king]

"No more hours...time is up," Bond said, grabbing him and hauling him close once again to kiss him, lazy but eager.

[bibbidi_bobbidi_boffin]

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.

[provocateur_king]

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.

[bibbidi_bobbidi_boffin]

Q kissed him back, moaning loudly and rutting eagerly against him.

"I want you," he gasped. "My captain, my James, my lover..."

[provocateur_king]

"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.

[bibbidi_bobbidi_boffin]

"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.

[provocateur_king]

"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.

[bibbidi_bobbidi_boffin]

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.

[provocateur_king]

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."

[bibbidi_bobbidi_boffin]

"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.

[provocateur_king]

Bond shifted, spreading his legs a little.

"Of course," he said, watching Q's every move.

[bibbidi_bobbidi_boffin]

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.

[provocateur_king]

"Aren't you?" he replied with a teasing smile.

"Have you?" he asked.

[bibbidi_bobbidi_boffin]

"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.

[provocateur_king]

"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.

[bibbidi_bobbidi_boffin]

Q seemed unsure, but started again, taking his time and then eventually slipping one digit inside the other man.

[provocateur_king]

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."

[bibbidi_bobbidi_boffin]

Q was a quick learner, hooking his finger just a bit and beginning to stimulate the other man.

He watched Bond closely, studying his every move, every sound.

[provocateur_king]

Bond gave commands when he needed, but mostly only uttered encouragement, even praise. His fingers grabbed for Q, again and again, and it wasn't long before he was tugging at him to get him closer.

"Please....Q, more. More," he insisted.

[bibbidi_bobbidi_boffin]

Slipping his fingers free, Q carefully slicked up his cock and lined himself up.

It was a new sensation as he slowly filled the other man, going slow as his breath caught and shoulders tensed.

"James," he gasped.

[provocateur_king]

Bond was still, breathing slowly and moaning wantonly as Q filled him. When he was seated, it was then that Bond wound a leg around him and held him with both arms.

"Nothing feels like it when I take you like this," he whispered in Q's ear. "Do you see why I crave you?"

[bibbidi_bobbidi_boffin]

Q let out a little shuddering breath, nodding and going still again, before slowly starting to thrust.

He couldn't form a sentence, could barely think.

[provocateur_king]

"Come inside me. Claim me. Understand," he whispered into Q's ear as he gripped his hair to hold him in place while moving to meet his every thrust.

[bibbidi_bobbidi_boffin]

Q started to thrust harder, letting out a whimper at the tug on his hair, but starting to build his pace.

Eventually he took Bond in hand, stroking the captain in time with his thrusts, only falling out of sync when it became more erratic and desperate.

"James," he cried out, only moments before he came inside the other man.

[provocateur_king]

Bond grabbed him, held him close, kissed where he could reach. He tumbled, too, clinging to Q until it ebbed and he could savour slow kisses.

"My, God, I love you," he said, low and breathless.