It's a very good thing that Q pays attention on missions, because he knows what Bond prefers to eat. He makes sure that his laptop connection is secure before he checks in with Q-branch, knowing that it' the night shift over there so not wanting to disturb anyone, which means he enters the system discreetly like only he can.
Realizing that they're supposed to be a honeymooning couple, and Bond is swimming while he's still in his normal clothes, Q gets up after a few minutes to strip down, tossing his clothes carelessly aside before changing into a light linen pair of pants but no shirt, mussing up his hair to give it the 'just-shagged' look. Nodding a little to himself in the mirror, he then walks back into the main area to sit at his laptop. When the food arrives, he shuts everything down quickly and walks over to the front door. He still hears Bond out in the water, so he just lets the young girl in, pointing to a table. "Put it right there, if you don't mind." he says before he pats his sides. "Oh.. blimey. My wallet is in the.." He slowly indicates the bedroom, managing to conjure a thought that makes him blush, "And all I have are British pounds.. is that alright?" He asks hesitantly. When the girl gives a knowing smile, and nods a little, Q turns and heads into the bedroom, digging around for his wallet to pull out a few pounds to give to her, seeing her out before he walks toward the edge of the balcony. He knows the girl will be taking her time going back, so he smirks. "James! Get that gorgeous arse out of the water!" He yells over the balcony playfully. "Dinner is here, and you bloody well better not be too tired!" He says with a cheeky grin as he leans over the railing a little to see if he can find Bond, thinking at least to grab a towel he can drop down on the agent's head.
Between the sound of the water and his own thoughts, Bond doesn't hear the food arrive, he just looks up in surprise when he hears Q calling down to him. For a few moments, his jaw drops in shock that Q just said he had a gorgeous arse, then he realizes someone must be nearby that could hear them, so he chuckles, and hauls himself out of the water, coming up on the stairs a little to smirk up at Q, noticing the younger man is shirtless and he suddenly becomes very interested. "You know I'm never too tired for you, Quentin. But not until you eat something. I don't want you passing out on me tonight." He says, then laughs as he gets a towel dropped on his head for the trouble, rubbing his hair dry before he heads up the stairs. "I'm going to get you for that!" He says as he hurries up the stairs, taking them two at a time.
This was not something that Q was expecting, and for a moment he's frozen in place, looking like a deer caught in headlights. And then he realizes that he has no idea what James is going to do when he gets to the top of the stairs, and that's when he panics, turning to rush toward the bedroom area. But he only makes it a few steps before he's caught around the waist by a very strong pair of arms. "James!" He gasps in shock, right before he's turned and tossed gently onto the couch, suddenly finding a still wet double-oh on top of him.
James grins, using his skills to pin down the younger man, laughing softly. He lowers his mouth closer to the young man's ear. "Don't worry, Q. Just having a bit of fun, for whoever is listening. You started this." he whispers into Q's ear with a soft chuckle. Of course, it also has the added benefit that he gets to tease the younger man a little. He didn't realize that the man beneath him would look so delectable without a shirt on. It's really not fair to the double-oh.
For a few moments, Q lays there a little stunned, having a half-naked, wet James laying on top of him is a bit of a sensory overload for a few moments. Then the words finally register, and he sighs, rolling his eyes a little at the double-oh. "I thought you wanted me to eat?" He asks, sounding amused as he looks up at James. "You know I'm always up for.. other activities... but then the food will get cold, and you know how easily I'm distracted from such mundane things." he says with a sly smile, freeing one of his arms from Bond's hold. "Of course, I'm more than up for forgetting dinner.." He says as he trails his fingers up Bond's spine. At least until he hears a car door close, then he stiffens and tilts his head back to look toward the door. "I think they're gone now." He says, looking up at James expectantly.
Arching his back slightly against the touch, James briefly closes his eyes before he, too, hears the car door close, looking down at Q. "You are a bloody tease." He decides, before he considers. "This is a good opportunity to get you used to one thing, though." he notes, before he leans down and presses a soft kiss to the younger man's lips.
Shocked at first, Q decides that yes, this is something t that would be better for him to get used to now, so for a few moments, he indulges himself and responds to the kiss, letting himself learn the best way their lips fit together, what seems to make James respond more. Of course, then he comes back to his senses, and he pushes the agent away, taking a deep breath. "I believe that is enough, I won't be quite so shocked should you have to kiss me in public." he says simply, trying to keep with his even, cool tones but failing slightly. Clearing his throat, he glances around. "The food really is getting cold, though."
Though he wasn't expecting Q to respond so well, James eagerly takes advantage of it, knowing that the younger man might come to his senses any minute. Of course, he's a moment away from deepening the kiss when Q pulls away, and he sighs a little. "Bloody tease." he mutters before he slowly pushes himself up and off. "You really do need to eat more, Q." he says as he looks over the thin form of the quartermaster, moving over and taking the covers off the food, starting to pick at the food quietly as he glances over at the younger man.
Recovering himself and slowly sitting up, Q shakes his head slightly, having a bit of whiplash from the sudden mood changes, but it's for the best, that's what he tells himself. "Really, Bond, you should change." he says, throwing the towel at the older man, watching him snatch it out of the air easily. Then he stretches a little and sighs. "Blimey, I hate contacts." he mutters, rubbing his eyes for a moment before he moves over to his food and sits down to start to eat. "I checked in with Q-branch, everything seems to be doing well. I was considering the best way to use our time in the next few days until those that we're waiting for arrive." he says as he focuses on his food.
Taking pity on his quartermaster, Bond goes into the bedroom to change into some proper shorts, and putting on his button-up shirt from earlier, though he leaves the front open for the young genius' viewing pleasure. "Lets take this out onto the deck, it's a beautiful evening." he says as he looks out at the deck, picking up their food before Q can say anything, luring the young man out into the fresh air to watch the sunset.
Sighing a little, Q gets up and follows Bond - and the food - out onto the deck, sitting down again to finish eating. "Alright. There are quite a few things to do here at the resort that would get us access to different parts." He says as he looks around for a few moments.
James sighs and rolls his eyes. "Q." he says, reaching across the table and putting a hand over the younger man's. "We have two days. We can actually enjoy ourselves. Leave it to me, it's not like it's my first intel mission." He points out quietly as he looks into the wide eyes of his companion. "You are here to hack a computer, and provide a cover story. You are not here to do my job." He says in a firm tone, and as much as he's having fun pretending to be in a relationship with Q, he also still hates M for sending a department head as important as his Quartermaster, into the field where he could get hurt.
Frustrated, Q pulls his hand back sharply and sighs, sending the agent a glare. "You will not make me feel useless, 007." he says in a firm tone. "This is not an excuse for me to have a vacation, and you seem to forget that I am more than capable, and am not some wilting flower." He says before he stands up abruptly. "A swim sounds lovely. Why don't you go and do the job you say you're so good at, Bond, it appears they had a fully stocked bar at the main building." He says in a cutting, cold tone, rather pissed at the moment, turning and heading to the bedroom, closing the door forcefully, coming out a few moments later in swim trunks with a towel and a bottle of water, moving down the stairs to dive gracefully into the soft waves.
Knowing better than to try and talk to Q until he's calmed down, James just sighs as he watches Q go down for a swim. Over the last few days, he's found he's not only interested in Q just to see what makes him tick, but he's also got genuine interest in the man, in a way that he hasn't felt since Vesper. And while that frightens him, Q is something different, he understands the job and the double-oh is hoping that the young man will not ask him to leave the job he loves. Plus they work so well together. James muses over these thoughts as he finishes his meal, finally sighing and getting up to grab his mobile as he hears it start going off. "Bond." he answers without even looking to see who it is.
"So? How is it going?" Eve's voice comes over the phone, sounding rather eager. "Is Q rubbish at acting?"
"Actually, he's brilliant. And a bloody flirt and tease. Things were going ok, actually. I think he's a closet cuddler." James says with a little smirk as he considers it, shaking his head and then sighing. "Apparently I said something wrong, though, he's closed up." He says quietly, having talked to Moneypenny about this mission a little, and may have made some insinuations about trying to get beneath Q's rather thick armor.
"Ohh.. a cuddler. That sounds rather.. intimate." Moneypenny says with a little laugh. "Bloody hell, James, what did you do to cock it up?" She scolds in a disapproving tone.
James sighs a little, listening to the sounds of splashing from below before moving back into the bedroom to keep the conversation quiet. "Don't get your hopes up.. I gave him a sleeping pill for the plane.. well and truly afraid of flying, by the way." He sounds a little frustrated. "I don't know what I did." He pauses for a few moments. "Alright, well, I may know what I did." He says with another little sigh.
Moneypenny groans a little in disappointment. "Bloody hell, James.. you did cock it up. What did you say to the poor boy?" She asks in a scolding tone.
"I told him he was only here to hack a computer, not to do my job in getting the intel." James explains, sounding a little guilty. "In retrospect, not the best thing perhaps. How do I fix it?" he asks, frustrated as he peeks out of the bedroom door. With any normal person, or a normal woman, he would know how to fix it, with sweet words, gifts, and seduction. But this is Q, who is hardly a normal person.
"The famous seductor, James Bond, doesn't know how to make his boffin feel better?" Moneypenny taunts, before she laughs a little. "Grovel." She offers, "And if that doesn't work.. You're James bloody Bond. Show him what all the fuss is about. Worked for me." She says with a little chuckle. "Since when were you uncertain about anything, anyway?" She points out.
Nodding a little to himself, James smirks slightly. "If you tell anyone about this, Moneypenny, I will make your life hell. Goodbye." He says before he hangs up and changes back into his swimsuit to head down, silently slipping into the water. He moves up behind Q, who is just floating there not paying attention, sliding his arms around Q's waist. "I'm sorry." he says softly.
Q gasps, nearly inhaling water, shocked as arms are suddenly around him. "Bond! Bloody hell, don't sneak up on me like that, there are sharks in these waters, you know." he scolds as he glances over his shoulder at the other man. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" he asks, struggling for a moment to get out of the arms until he realizes that the agent is not going to let him go anywhere until he's got whatever he wants to say off his chest.
Holding the lean man easily in his arms and keeping them both afloat, James watches Q for a few moments. "I didn't mean to imply you weren't important to this mission. You're probably one of the best quartermasters we've ever had, I'm merely concerned for your safety. You're too important to lose." He says quietly as he continues to hold the younger man from behind, lowering his head to kiss his bare shoulder lightly. "And you need a little break from all those computers once in a while. We can enjoy ourselves and still get the job done." he says quietly, brushing another light kiss against Q's neck softly.
Knowing that he can't get away, Q still shifts away from the kiss on his neck slightly. Ok, so maybe he's being a little petulant, but he really was very angry with Bond, and he doesn't want the agent thinking he can just get away with something if he's a little charming afterwards. "I am surprised you aren't going to try and keep me secluded in this bungalow. Should I be grateful that you're allowing me out?" he asks in a still annoyed tone.
For some reason this makes James chuckle, much as a kitten might if it hisses and bares its claws. He's always been a cat person. "I did apologize, Q. Do need to say it again? I'm sorry." he says quietly, placing another soft kiss on the shoulder in front of him. "Didn't you know double-oh's don't play well with others in the field? I don't think it will be a hardship, pretending to be your husband, however.. " He says with a little smirk as he watches the younger man. "Will you be coming in soon?" he asks softly, allowing himself to nuzzle into Q's wet hair for a moment.
Unable to stay angry at the agent, though very much trying, Q sighs a little. "I'll be here for a bit longer, I do enjoy a bit of exercise now and then.." He says before he finally is able to move away from Bond, diving under and coming up a few feet away, coughing a little for a few moments.
Concerned, James frowns a little. "Alright, but there is a storm coming in." He says, shaking his head a little as he hears the cough, but assuming that perhaps he just got some water in his lungs. Finally, he moves back and slips out of the water, heading back upstairs, taking a quick shower to get all the salt off before he settles down with his laptop to go over the information they know, but also checking out the activities.
When Q comes up, the clouds are rolling in quickly, thunder being heard in the distance. Q is shivering a little from being in the cooler water a little too long. "Going to take a shower." he mumbles on his way through. A quick shower later, he's wearing a light crew-neck sweater with long sleeves, and a comfortable pair of trousers, toweling his hair dry and having glasses on now instead of his contacts, eyes a little red from the sea water and then messing with the contacts. "Anything interesting?" he asks as he sits down on the couch near, but not beside, Bond.
Looking up when the younger man comes out of the bedroom, Bond smirks a little. "Ah, I'm disappointed, the glasses came back.." he says quietly with a little chuckle, then he says, "Well, there are water sports of course, jet skis, boat tours, surfing.." He says quietly.
Q perks up a little. "Surfing? Can you rent a board?" he asks, sounding rather intrigued by that as he scoots closer to look over Bond's shoulder at the laptop screen.
A little surprised both at Q's sudden movement and his interest in surfing, James glances over at Q for a moment. "It appears you can." he says as he brings up the proper page. "Don't tell me you surf." He says with a tone of disbelief as he looks at him.
Glancing at Bond out of the corner of his eye, Q snorts a little. "I did have a life before MI6, James." he points out, before he glances down at his hand for a few moments.
"Bloody hell, I forgot the ring."
Long chapter! I just couldn't find a good way to end it. Hope you all enjoy, even if I prattled on a bit longer than expected. Things are moving along well for them, I hope you all enjoy this, it's ridiculously fun to write, I have to admit.
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