Bond

[lepidopterologist]

Harry might have spent the next day after spending the night in bed (just sleeping, just sleeping!) with both Q and James, over thinking it all. Wondering what it meant, what he should do next. What would happen next, regardless.

But somehow, that wasn't how he spent the day. Instead, he felt rather at peace with it all. So he spent his time overthinking something else.

He knocked lightly on the door of Bond's study, balancing a tray on one hand.

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[provocateur_king]

"Time is a luxury we don't have," he said. "We've caught wind. There's no such thing as slow anymore."

[lepidopterologist]

"No, I know you're right," said Harry. "But I didn't just mean that, but also... well, there's a lot changing." Okay, now he felt rather silly. It wasn't as if their romantic entanglements were at all important compared to everything else happening, but it still couldn't help but feel big. To him.

[provocateur_king]

"You'll have lenty of time to reflect...once we've won," Bond said, resting his hand on Harry's shoulder.

[lepidopterologist]

"Will there?" said Harry. "You don't think it will be rather time consuming to run a realm? Make the people trust you?"

[provocateur_king]

"I'll have you by my side, chief advisor," Bond said, flashing a devilish smile.

[lepidopterologist]

"It's where I always hoped I would be," Harry said quietly. "When we were children, I mean. When you were going to be king."

[provocateur_king]

"Roundabout way to wind up where you always wanted to be," he noted, his smile kind.

[lepidopterologist]

"Well it's not exactly my fault," Harry pointed out.

[provocateur_king]

"It's no one's fault, Harry," he said quietly. "But this is destiny. We were always bound to wind up here."

[lepidopterologist]

"And..." He hesitated, and then brought a hand to Bond's face. "This too?"

[provocateur_king]

"Perhaps it's destiny, too," he replied warmly.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry stroked his thumb over his cheek. He realized he had no idea of James even remembered kissing him. And he still felt a little uneasy about the dynamic between the three of them... it seemed impossible that he could be so lucky. After so many years of not allowing himself to feel anything at all.

"Sorry, I know we have more important things to focus on...

[provocateur_king]

"That we do," he agreed.

Then Bond smiled and closed the distance to kiss him, this time perfectly lucid.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry's eyes fluttered shut, and he kissed him back, keeping his hand on his face and placing the other at his waist.

They really did have more important things to focus on. But given everything that had happened the night before he at least needed to know that it was real.

[provocateur_king]

Bond lingered there, savouring the kiss. And when he broke away, he smiled.

"Do you trust my kiss now, with a clear head?"

[lepidopterologist]

Harry looked a touch sheepish. "Yes. I do."

[provocateur_king]

"Hold to that trust, Harry," he said.

"I need you in more ways than one."

[lepidopterologist]

Harry realized that this would have been a clever way to manipulate him, if that was the intention. But he truly didn't think that was the case. And he most certainly didn't want it to be.

"And Q?" he said softly. "Do you think... this could be okay? The three of us?"

[provocateur_king]

"I believe so," he nodded. "He loves you, and I know the depth of feeling he has for me. He won't ever have to face choosing."

[lepidopterologist]

"I would say isn't he a lucky man," Harry said, with a little quirk to his lips, "but.I think actually that's you."

[provocateur_king]

"I won't argue with that," he said with a cocky grin.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry seemed to consider this for a moment, and the he grasped Bond's shirt and hauled him in for another kiss. Like he'd wanted to, he thought, since far longer than he cared to admit.

[provocateur_king]

Bond caught his face in both hands and kissed him deeply, forgetting for the moment that the future was closing in fast. In this moment, there was only Harry.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry's breath caught in surprise as James deepened the kiss, and then he sagged against him a little, still gripping his shirt.

It felt... right. As right as it had when he'd first kissed Q.

[provocateur_king]

The longer he kissed him, the deeper it grew. Bond pulled him close, catching Harry's shirt in a fist at his waist to hold him in place.