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 kissed him back. And when it broke murmured, "Tomorrow, I think... he should see how stern I can be with you. Would you like that?"

[qu4r73rm4573r]

Q nodded a little, keen to see how stern Harry might get. Though at the moment there wasn't much Harry could have suggested that he might have said no to.

"I'd like that a lot," he said honestly.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry smiled at that, and moved to pull the tie across Q’s eyes, tying it behind his head.

[qu4r73rm4573r]

Q leaned in to make it easier, then leaned in a little more so he could press his lips to Harry's throat.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry smiled at that. And appreciated the trust. Blindfolding could be scary for some people.

This time, he put the thumb of his left hand to Q’s lips for him to suck it in.

[qu4r73rm4573r]

Q parted his lips, sucking Harry's thumb for a moment, then letting his teeth graze over skin. He didn't bite, mindful not to be too vicious, but there was a light threat there.

[lepidopterologist]

"Perfect," said Harry, and snapped another photo with his free hand.

Though then he pushed his thumb farther into Q's mouth and said, "No biting though," before pulling it out and untying the blindfold.

[qu4r73rm4573r]

Q was grinning a little When Harry pulled his thumb away, looking just a bit pleased with himself.

"It was just a nibble," he said.

[lepidopterologist]

“Well we’ll see about that now,” Harry said, and pulled the tie across his mouth. “Bite.”

[qu4r73rm4573r]

Q pretended to sulk a bit, then parted his lips just enough to let the tie slip past them.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry tied the tie behind his head again and then pulled back and looked down at him. "There, that's better," he said. "No more biting, hmm?"

[qu4r73rm4573r]

Q protested a little, the sound muffled slightly by the tie. His gaze was as sharp and focused as ever though, even without his glasses on.

[lepidopterologist]

This time Harry brought his hand to Q’s neck. Holding his throat such that it tipped his head back slightly, as if he were on the verge of choking him.

He snapped a photo.

[qu4r73rm4573r]

Q swallowed beneath his hold, but didn't seem nervous at all. In fact, he seemed almost more aroused than before.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry didn’t remove the gag yet. He just held the phone up and scrolled through the photos. They were surprisingly artful.

[qu4r73rm4573r]

Q moaned a little behind the gag, wanting Harry's attention back on him as he started wriggling just a bit.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry turned the phone to Q and showed him the photos.

He pulled the tie down out of his mouth. “What do you think?”

[qu4r73rm4573r]

"I think you've got a good eye," Q said, looking at the photos, then looking at Harry. "Which one are you going to send with your dinner invite?" he asked.

[lepidopterologist]

“I think the last one,” said Harry.

He typed out a text to Bond with the photo of Q gagged with Harry’s hand on his throat:

Dinner tomorrow?

[qu4r73rm4573r]

Q watched him type, hands roaming over Harry's chest. "What are we having for dinner then?" he asked. "I do love when you cook."

[lepidopterologist]

"Hmmm. Steak, perhaps. And I'll put you to work."

Harry's phone dinged and he looked down at it, then smiled. "And James is bringing dessert."

[qu4r73rm4573r]

"Sounds perfect. What should I bring?" Q asked with a hint of a smile.

[lepidopterologist]

"A sense of adventure," Harry teased, and kissed him. "And we'll go shopping in the morning. For a collar... and any other toys that might strike our fancy."

[qu4r73rm4573r]

"You spoil me," Q said. "I'll be the most pampered pet on the block."

[lepidopterologist]

Harry smiled at that. "Oh you have no idea," he purred, and kissed him again.

He moved his lips to his neck. "Should I sent him the other photos too?"