A Surprise On The Backseat

Q hadn't been expecting him back for another few days. Bond was away on an assignment in Venezuela and it was planned he was flying back on Friday, and it was only Tuesday. Which was why Q took out his smartphone and started dialing one of his minions for checking the CCTV footage, when he saw that a man was sleeping in the back seat of his car. However as Q drew closer he realized that he knew that figure and stopped himself from pressing call.

Opening the back door, Q watched as Bond continued to sleep soundly. Wondering when he had gotten in and why Bond hadn't told him, Q quickly texted Eve. She replied back almost immediately by telling him that Bond arrived about five hours ago and he had been in one of his moods. Frowning at that, the younger man looked back at Bond and saw the bags underneath his eyes for the first time.

Not knowing whether to wake Bond up or let him sleep until he got them home, Q stood there for a few moments before his decision was made for him as a car alarm was set off farther down the parking garage of MI6. Bond woke with a start, sitting upright in the seat, looking around for any immediate danger. As his eyes landed on Q all the tension left his body. Smiling at him, Bond gently grabbed the younger man's hand and pulled him into the back seat with him.

Going along with it, Q closed the door before turning to Bond to ask him what he was doing in the car. Bond had different plans though as he immediately captured Q's lips with a desperate kiss. Moaning softly into it, the younger man gripped Bond's shirt as he drew him closer.

Bond wrapped his hands around Q's waist, lifting him so that Q was straddling him. He started to place sucking kisses down his neck, the stubbles on his face causing the younger man to moan and lean his head back to give Bond better access. Bond hummed in appreciation as his fingers started to flick Q's shirt buttons open, giving him better access to his already taut nipples.

Bond pinched Q's nipples, moving from one to another. The younger man moans deeply and his body bucks under Bond's ministrations. That seemed to ignite the fire between them. Q impatiently tugged at Bond's shirt until it was off of him, he bit down on Bond's lip as he raked his nails across Bond's nipples, causing him to lift his hip up, trying to find relief. Break apart from the kiss, Bond panted out,

"Q, I need…"

"I know."

And Bond can't hold back another second. He reaches up to the back of the younger man's neck, yanking Q's mouth to his and holding it firmly there as he plunders Q's mouth with his tongue. They sighed in tandem at the feeling.

Then they started to move together, slowly at first until Q whispered at him, "James, please. Faster." Bonds grinds up harder than ever against him, the car started to rock as Bond sped up, and Q braces his arms against the seat behind Bond's head and pushes back equally hard, working his hips down to generate as much friction as he can.

Seconds later, Bond pushes his head roughly into Q's neck with a muffled yell and his body shakes and convulses as his orgasm shatters out of him. Bond is squeezing the younger man so hard that Q can barely breathe, and Q's own orgasm is virtually silent as his body jerks against Bond's.

Bond's body twitches the last few times and he loosens his grip on Q, they were both panting heavily, and Bond slowly ran his fingers up and down the younger man's back.

Q nuzzled his nose into Bond's neck as he spoke teasingly, "Not that I'm complaining, but why were you sleeping back here? We have a perfectly good bed at home."

Bond shook his head before he said, "Smells like you in here, it's comforting. And I don't like sleeping in our bed without you in it. Not the same."

Smiling at his words, Q tightened his hold on Bond. "I know what you mean. I had to sleep with Jamie this past week and that boy kicks in his sleep. I have no clue where he gets that from."

Bond laughed softly as he ran his hand through Q's hair. "I don't know either. Although his Daddy has been known to kick me in the shin during the night."

Q pinched Bond's side as he said, "That was only one time."

Bond shook his head with a smile on his face before he told Q, "My bruised shins say otherwise."

Huffing softly the younger man said, "Oh shut up. You're ruining the moment."

Chuckling Bond responded, "Yes babe."

Q smiled into Bond's neck before he said softly, "I'm glad you're home early. I missed you."

Bond kissed Q's forehead before saying, "I missed you too. Both of my boys."