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]

"I don't want to be a leech," Q said quietly. "I want to contribute in some way."

[lepidopterologist]

"You can contribute however you like, Q, but..." Harry sighed softly. "I think you may not appreciate just how much money I have. It isn't just my job. I had an inheritance."

[qu4r73rm4573r]

"...Oh," Q replied. He'd been aware that Harry clearly had money, however, it had never crossed his mind to ask how much.

"Would you not feel taken advantage of?" He asked.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry blinked at him. “If you… wanted me for my money you’ve done a good job of hiding it.”

[qu4r73rm4573r]

"I don't want you for your money," Q assured him. "I just never want you to wonder."

[lepidopterologist]

“I don’t wonder,” Harry assured him, and kissed the top of his head. Then teased, “Didn’t you tell me once that you wanted to be a kept man?”

[qu4r73rm4573r]

"Well, yes, but... I mean as a daydream it's nice, isn't it?" Q said, letting his fingertips trail up and down Harry's side.

[lepidopterologist]

“It can be as real as you want it to be,” Harry said softly.

[qu4r73rm4573r]

Q seemed unsure, still worried that if he had nothing to contribute, Harry might resent him over time

"Maybe if there were other ways I could contribute?" He suggested.

[lepidopterologist]

“Well you’re saving me on the dog walker…” Harry offered. “But Q… I truly think you are underestimating the positive impact you have had on my life.”

[qu4r73rm4573r]

"How so?" Q asked.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry hesitated visibly. And then looked quite vulnerable honestly. “Darling I haven’t been in love in about twenty years.”

[qu4r73rm4573r]

Q moved a bit closer, leaning in and kissing him softly. "That's shocking, because you're very easy to love, Harry."

He stroked the other man's cheek, then kissed him again.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry kissed him back, gentle at first and then deeper, wanting to somehow make Q understand with this kiss just how important he was.

[qu4r73rm4573r]

Q moaned as the kiss grew more intense, the sound lost against Harry's lips as he held on tighter.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry shifted them and rolled so that he was on top of Q. He slid one knee between Q’s legs, nudging them apart as they continued to kiss.

[qu4r73rm4573r]

Q didn't resist, moving with him and stretching out slightly on the bed.

"Harry," he murmured into the kiss.

[lepidopterologist]

“You’re so beautiful,” Harry whispered against his skin. “Inside and out. I want so badly to keep you.”

[qu4r73rm4573r]

"So keep me," Q murmured, arching up a little to meet him. "I'd be a lovely pet. Barely need anything... Some food, some toys to tinker with- I'm terribly low maintenance," he quipped.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry sucked in a breath. “Tell me the truth, my love, would you like that? Playing at being my pet?” Because he hoped they both knew that it would never be real. They were equals… but Harry did enjoy some play.

[qu4r73rm4573r]

"I would. I can't always promise to be well trained though," Q warned, aware that he had a tendency to push back a little.

[lepidopterologist]

“Mmmmm noted,” said Harry.

He pushed his fingers through Q’s hair. He still wanted to ask him about last night, or at least ask him how he felt about it, but Q hadn’t seemed eager to talk and he didn’t want to risk ruining the moment they weee having now.

“Perhaps I could get you a collar.”

[qu4r73rm4573r]

"You could," Q agreed, still touching Harry wherever he could. "I'd wear it, for you."

[lepidopterologist]

Harry liked this idea very much. Something... formal, perhaps, for home, and then...

"Do you ever wear jewelry?" he asked. "Or would you?"

[qu4r73rm4573r]

"I don't, but I don't see why I couldn't," Q replied. "Why do you ask?"