Harry's lips curled into a smile. "I think that can be arranged," he said.

Then after a beat, "I also think that Q might be more inclined to... misbehave, with you, than he does with me. You're welcome to encourage that if you like. And then some of that direction may be to punish him."

His hand on the back of James' neck slid forward, until he was cupping his face. "I'd also like to fuck you tonight."