Harry didn't ask Q what he wanted. In part because he knew that he seemed to have trouble answering that question.

"And you shall have me," Harry murmured, nudging Q's legs even farther apart with his knee. "Tonight I am going to fuck you until you scream my name. Your pleasure is my priority..."

He kissed his neck, and slid his hand down to wrap lightly around Q's cock. "But beginning when you wake in the morning, you will be my pet for the weekend. What do you think that might mean?"