Q

[lepidopterologist]

The day after the awards show party Harry had to work late, which vexed him to no end as he'd promised Q that he was going to be home to make dinner. He texted him an apology and instructions to have a snack if he was hungry, and when he finally arrived home around 8pm, came with boxes of fresh sushi that he'd had delivered to the office, along with a bouquet of flowers.

"I'm home," he called when he came in, and a touch sheepishly held out the flowers when Q came in.

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[lepidopterologist]

Harry slid his cock into Bond's mouth, and a hand into his hair. He sighed, and then looked up and met Q's eyes.

"What would you like to see next?"

[qu4r73rm4573r]

"I don't know," Q said softly, glancing between the pair. He nearly suggested he wait out in the living room, not wanting to spoil the mood. He knew that would only start a problem though, and he didn't want that- He wanted Harry and James to have a good time too.

He just couldn't fully ignore the way he felt.

He squirmed on the bed, not loving feeling like an observer. This part of all this didn't seem to be for him.

"You should do what you like," he said finally.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry could see Q squirming. Uncomfortably? Harry considered stopping, but then, Q was the one who'd said he wanted to watch...

His fingers stroked through Bond's hair as he sucked, though Harry's gaze didn't move from Q. "If I wanted to just do what I liked, then I wouldn't have asked, love."

[qu4r73rm4573r]

"I don't like being left out," Q admitted, looking embarrassed to admit it. Still, he knew he needed to be honest with Harry.

[0_0_7]

Even though he didn't have permission, Bond let Harry slip free and looked up.

"Both," he asked of Harry softly with hungry desperation.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry looked down at Bond and nodded, then back up at Q. He smiled gently.

“It is good to learn what you don’t like,” he said again, quietly. “Come here.” He held out his hand. “Stand by me and I’ll untie you.”

[qu4r73rm4573r]

It was a little awkward, but Q got up to join them, relaxing a bit once he was close to Harry again. He felt a bit silly, being so bothered by it all, but took the opportunity to lean into Harry a little.

[0_0_7]

Since he'd not been told to stop, once James had made his wishes known, he swallowed Harry down and bobbed on him slowly, learning the shape of him.

As Q joined them, he tilted his head a little and looked up at Q with a hungry gaze.