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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[qu4r73rm4573r]

"No?" Q asked with a cheeky little smile. He'd finished cleaning up and was on the sofa, one cat on his knee and another sitting beside him. Poe spotted Bond, stretching a little, then wandering over to give him a little sniff.

[0_0_7]

"Well...he did say marks are fine with your consent when he isn't present," he drawled.

Then flashed a smile, then glanced back toward the bedroom.

"...Maybe a nibble," he considered.

[qu4r73rm4573r]

Q went a little pink, but this time laughed a bit as he got to his feet.

"You can take me however you like- By the hand or by the throat..."

[0_0_7]

"I feel I ought to follow his direction as closely as possible," he purred, slowly moving closer.

[qu4r73rm4573r]

Q remained still, nodding a little- Though he did look like he might run at any moment.

[0_0_7]

"Are you interested in knowing if I'm glad to be here, too?" he asked, easing in close enough to take hold of Q's waist. "Because I am."

[qu4r73rm4573r]

"I was hoping you'd want to come," Q admitted, melting a little in James' hold. "I like playing with you. I think Harry does too."

[0_0_7]

"I'm excited about what's to come," he told him, then swiftly dropped, leaned in, and scooped Q onto his shoulder.

Once the man was held securely, he turned to haul him back to the bedroom.

"Consider yourself fetched," he smirked, though Q couldn't see.

[qu4r73rm4573r]

Q made a surprised sound, wiggling a bit and then giving in and letting James haul him off.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry was sitting on the foot of the bed, waiting for them. His lips quirked when Bond walked in with Q slung over his shoulder.

"Please deposit him right here," Harry said, and pointed down at the ground in front of himself.

[0_0_7]

He was careful and slow as he navigated back to Harry and carefully deposited Q before him.

"Consider him fetched," he said simply.

[qu4r73rm4573r]

Bond set him down, and Q gracefully settled in on his knees. His robe fell open slightly, and he rested his hands in his lap- It was clear he was trying to be on best behaviour.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry smiled down at him, and reached out to card his fingers through his hair as if petting him. "You've been so good for me today that I thought I might let James play with you for a bit," Harry said. "Would you like that, pet?"

[qu4r73rm4573r]

Q nodded a little, leaning into Harry's touch and holding his gaze.

"Please," he replied.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry slowly pulled his hand away. He looked up at Bond. "Do whatever you like to him," he said as he got to his feet. "As long as it's a good show." He sat down in a chair near the bed. "And do not allow him to come."

[0_0_7]

James nodded and looked to the bed where Harry had laid out a few silk ties and the belt James had been toying with. Before making a move for any of it, he stepped behind Q so Harry could watch him undress, and Q could listen as his belt slid free, his own tie whispered undone, and his zip drew down.

[qu4r73rm4573r]

Q wanted to turn and look, fidgeting just a bit where he knelt. He managed to resist though, listening as James stripped down behind him. He glanced at Harry, hoping the other man saw how good he was being for once.

[lepidopterologist]

"A very good show indeed," Harry praised, and also smiled down at Q. "He's going to make you scream, pet," he said.

[0_0_7]

Once he was down to just a simple pair of black pants, all his other clothes cast away, he ran his hand along the curve of Q's shoulder.

"Stand up. Strip bare," he purred.

[qu4r73rm4573r]

Q glanced at Harry again, then got to his feet to shed his plush robe. Without it, all he had on was the collar.

[0_0_7]

He picked up a tie and drew it across Q's eyes, even pulled it tight, but then slipped it down to his mouth to act as a bit gag. He tied it tight enough Q couldn't close his mouth and the tie cut into the corners of his lips. Another tie wrapped around one wrist, then he pulled Q's other arm behind him to bind them together.

"You heard him, yes?" he asked in Q's ear. "I get to hurt you..."

[lepidopterologist]

Harry watched them closely, especially for Q's reaction. He had spoken with Q about consent enough that he wasn't too worried that the young man would let this go too far, but he also knew that Bond would stop the moment Harry said so, if needed.

[qu4r73rm4573r]

Q made a small sound as the gag bit into his skin a little, but he was otherwise quiet. He wasn't sure why he was suddenly so nervous, he'd done this sort of thing before, liked it even, but something about having additional eyes on him made him suddenly self conscious.

He nodded slightly, testing the tie around his wrists. Why did he suddenly feel so dizzy? He'd wanted this. Now it suddenly seemed like too much.

Panic set in, and Q shook his head no, confident that both men would understand.

[0_0_7]

James saw it immediately in his posture and breathing. He looked to Harry before doing anything more.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry was surprised, but saw it immediately too. “Stop,” he said, and rose to his feet. He came over to them and put a hand lightly on Bond’s arm, a reassurance he’d done nothing wrong, before kneeling and removing the gag. “Everything all right, love?”