Massage

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(Resumen)

As a joke, Q offers Bond a massage.


Bond had noticed that Q had made the proposal of a massage as a joke and was precisely that the reason why he said "yes", to his Quartermaster's annoyance. He took off his suit jacket, put it on the back of a chair in front of Q's desk and sat down on it.

Q bit his lower lip before taking a step forward. "Fine", he mumbled, putting his hands on Bond's shoulders, bringing a smile to his lips. "But don't get accustomed".

"I would not dare. Now, get to work, Quartermaster".

Q glared at him but obeyed.


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