Not being able to help himself, James laughs a little as he looks at Q, dipping his head to give him a light kiss again. "My eyes are better than yours, Q." He says playfully with a slight grin before he leans back. "Come on.. you've been trapped in here for days, let's go for a walk, just a little way." He says before he slowly gets up, taking Q's hand and hauling him to his feet. "Go get some decent clothes on." He practically orders before he smirks at the younger man.
Q allows himself to be pulled up, before he sighs a little. "I suppose that does sound rather nice now that the sun has come out.." He says before he sighs and makes his way into the bedroom, not caring about whether or not Bond sees him changing at this point, so he quickly changes into some comfortable pants and a light, long-sleeved shirt, sliding his feet into sandals in case they go down to the beach before he comes back out, running a hand through his hair. "Come on, then." he says as he puts his room key in his pocket with his phone, and steps out the door, hand shielding his eyes for a few moments as he squints up toward the sun, then waits for James.
After cleaning a few things up in the main room and making sure things like guns and laptops are hidden away, James enjoys the view of watching the brunette change, smirking as he follows him out the front door, making sure it locks behind them before he reaches out and takes Q's hand in his own. "Come on.. we won't go far, maybe we should just head up to the main building and get you something to eat." He offers, giving his hand a little squeeze before he starts to head in that direction, keeping it to a casual stroll because he's not sure how much energy the other man might have at the moment since he's technically still recovering.
Following the older man's lead, Q can feel the fatigue in his muscles from just this much movement, but he puts on a brave face, tangling their fingers together and resting his free hand on Bond's bicep. But after a little while walking like this, Q smirks a little and releases the older man's hand, sliding his arm around the blonde's waist so he can be closer to him, his hand resting along the edge of James' jeans, fingers hooking around one of his belt loops.
Laughing a little, Bond grins and drapes his arm across the boffin's shoulders, pulling him close. "Should I be grateful that you didn't take the liberty of putting your hand in my back pocket?" he asks playfully as he leans toward the brunette a little, continuing their steady pace.
"Well, I thought that might be a bit presumptuous, such an openly sexual display, even if we are married.. You do have a rather spectacular arse." Q says casually, taking a deep breath of the fresh air, allowing himself to lean into Bond for a moment, before he lifts his free hand and joins hands with Bond briefly, their rings brushing against eachother, and it makes the brunette smile as he feels the friction of metal on metal.
James smirks a little and then nods, "Well, that's true. Besides, there is only one time I'd enjoy you grabbing my arse, and that would just be to urge me on.." he says quietly in Q's ear, enjoying the way the younger man's skin starts to turn pink. "You know, I've almost gotten used to wearing this ring.." he says quietly, giving Q's hand a squeeze, looking over at their joined hands. "I never thought I would be able to say that.." he says quietly, not wanting to elaborate because he doesn't know who might be watching or listening. "I forgot to ask.. how are you feeling, love?" He asks, falling more into the doting and loving husband role.
"I'm still weak.. but the fresh air is very nice." Q admits, taking the cue and getting back into character as it were. He leans against Bond a little more and then smiles softly. "And at least I can be closer to you, now. I'm sorry I ruined part of our honeymoon by getting sick, love." He says with a little sigh, shaking his head slowly. "It must have been sneaking up on me for days.."
Squeezing Q against his side gently for a few moments, James nods slowly, kissing the brunette's temple as they get within sight of the main building of the resort. "I told you, you work too hard. You should be coming home from the office much earlier.." he scolds lovingly, before he adds, "Lets get you something to eat. Need to get your strength up so we can thoroughly enjoy the rest of our honeymoon." He says suggestively with a little grin, deliberately saying that when a few of the staff are walking by.
Ducking his head as a blush spreads across his cheeks, Q pinches Bond's side and shakes his head. "James." He scolds as he peeks up at the older man, then gently releases his hand when they get close enough to the building that he knows they're going to have to release eachother.
"What?" Bond ass innocently, keeping his arm around Q slightly as he opens the door for him and gently propels him through it, leading the boffin over to one of the window booths in the corner, sitting beside him instead of across from him, so he can lay his arm around the back of the booth and thus behind the younger man's shoulders, thanking the waitress and then opening the menu in front of them.
Maybe it's not genuine, but Q doesn't see anything wrong with playing up his fatigue a little bit, and he sighs, eyes sagging closed a little as he shifts to lean into Bond, resting his head on the more muscular shoulder of his 'husband'. "Mmm.. I would just make you order for me, but paying attention to what I eat has never been your strength." He teases with a small smile, before he hefts himself forward to look down at the menu for a few moments, deciding what he wants, he sits back again and rests his head back against Bond's arm, eyes closing for a few moments.
"I have a surprise for you, Quentin.. I wanted to wait until you were feeling a bit better so you didn't have to worry..." James says slowly as he looks over the menu, waiting until he sure he has Q's attention. "We'll be staying another week or so.. I already cleared it with your work, and your friend from work, Eve, said that she would take care of everything until you get back.." He says with a little smirk as he watches Q.
It is a little harder than it should be, but people could always blame his sickness for the moment it takes before Q's face registers surprise. "James.." he says slowly before he smiles happily, snaking one arm around Bond's neck to hug him, placing a quick, chaste kiss on his lips and blushing afterwards. "Thank you.." He says with another smile, before he goes back to his previous position in his seat. "I'm glad our honeymoon won't be ruined by me, afterall. We can do everything we wanted to.. if the weather holds."
James chuckles and returns the hug before he smiles slowly, looking Q over slowly, "Mmmm. And if the weather doesn't hold, I can think of something to keep us occupied.." he says in a low tone, but says it just about the time the waitress comes over. Waitresses always have the most interesting timing, James notices.
While Q turns a pretty shade of pink, the waitress is used to hearing things like that and so she simply laughs softly as she looks at the two. "Are you ready to order?" She asks with a little smile, taking the orders when the two men give them before she says, "You two are so cute together.. I'll be right back with your drinks." She offers before she moves away.
Still blushing a little, Q gives James a half-hearted glare. "Keep your comments to yourself, James. Bloody hell, you're going to kill me with embarrassment." He scolds as he leans his head back against the agent's arm.
"You cannot die from embarrassment, no matter what people might say." James says with a soft smile, admiring Q and leaning over to kiss his cheek softly. "I'm sorry, darling." he sticks the affectionate term in there playfully. "I am trying to behave myself, I know how you don't like everyone to know our private life, but I can't help myself sometimes." He says quietly, sounding almost as if he's afraid that his companion might be angry with him.
Feeling a little indulgent, Q tilts his head over onto James's shoulder again and he smiles s little. "It's alright, James.." he says quietly, resting one of his hands on James' thigh under the table, the gesture seeming practiced and casual as he gives it a little squeeze. "I knew what I was getting into when I married you." He says with a little laugh, opening his eyes to look up into the piercing blue ones that are trained on his face. When he sees the waitress starting to come back around with the drinks, he smiles a little. "I love everything about you.." he says as he lifts his hand an lays it against James' cheek. "Even if you do exasperate me sometimes, but it would be boring otherwise." He teases, leaning up and placing a light kiss on the blonde's lips, blushing lightly as he finally sits back, but his hand remains on James' thigh.
The waitress just smiles a little at them as she puts their drinks on the table. "I'm sorry.. I don't mean to pry.. but.. You two are newlyweds, right?" She asks, hugging the tray to her chest for a moment. "It's just.. we get a lot of honeymooners here, but you two look like you've been together for a while. Most of the ones we see here are still in the stage where they make puppy eyes at eachother. But you two are more comfortable with eachother.." She trails off, putting her hand against her cheek. "Oh, gosh, I'm so sorry, this must seem awfully rude.." She gushes apologetically.
Trying not to focus on the hand on his thigh, James looks at Q for a moment, then up at the waitress. "It's not rude at all, it's flattering, thank you.. But we've only known eachother for about a year. From the very start we had a connection, though. It just grew from there." He explains with a little smile.
Q is embarrassed and he curses his pale complexion, ducking his head a little to look down at his lap, his hand squeezing Bond's thigh gently again. Finally, he peeks up at the two and sighs when James stops talking. He can't help but grumble a little, slightly grumpy about the cute, nosy waitress.
"Though sometimes it feels like bloody forever."
Slightly delayed, but here is another chapter! Finally, Q is feeling better and the weather is cooperating. Poor Q will get back at Bond for the embarassent, I'm sure. I hope everyone is enjoying this, I hope I can get lots more done, I really do love this story. :)
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