"I was never good at taking orders." Bond points out with a small chuckle, sliding his fingers over the prominent collarbones of the young man in front of him, curling his hand around Q's throat for a moment, just resting his hand there, thumb brushing along his jaw, tilting the brunette's head back to give him a soft kiss, before he releases the man and slides his hand down his neck again, stroking his fingers back over the other man's collarbone before his hand slides down his chest slowly to rest along his stomach. "But I am rather good at following your directions." He points out, turning his head to kiss Q's cheek softly. "Maybe I just needed to hear my orders in a certain posh tenor." he says quietly with a little chuckle.

Q can't help but laugh a little, seeming delighted, after the kiss. "Well, you don't always listen to me either, Bond. Or haven't you noticed?" He asks playfully as he glances back at Bond before he nestles back down comfortably, figuring that the agent's more sturdy frame can support his smaller weight.

Not being able to help himself, James grins as he looks at Q, not having heard him laugh like that often during this trip but he wants to hear it more. "Gorgeous." he mumbles into Q's hair absently before he adds, "I only don't listen to you when I think I have a better plan." He offers with a little smirk as he takes one of Q's hands in his own, stroking his fingers before he brings the hand to his lips to kiss the center of his palm, finally moving them back down to rest around Q's waist, threading their fingers together.

"Your 'better plans' usually don't work so well, maybe you should reconsider that thought process, James." Q says quietly, closing his eyes finally to relax, fingers curling around James' jaw for a moment before he relaxes again. "You need to shave." he mumbles with a small chuckle.

"Would you like to give it a try, my dear Q? Should I trust you with a straight razor?" James asks with a small chuckle. "Or would you just like to watch?" he asks, then he considers the side of Q's face. "Do you ever need to shave?" he asks playfully as he ducks his head to kiss Q's still relatively smooth cheek.

"Well, I'm sorry if I'm not able to grow facial hair two hours after I've shaved." Q grumps quietly, lightly elbowing James in the stomach lightly for a moment, as he shifts into a more comfortable position. Not that he was very uncomfortable in the other position, he more just wanted an excuse to elbow the annoying agent behind him.

A small 'omph' comes from James before he laughs. "Vengeful, aren't you? You remind me of a kitten, Q. You're cool and indifferent to me, shrugging off my affections sometimes, until you're ready to be affectionate, then you come and practically demand it.." He murmurs, highly amused, and of course he doesn't mind giving in to Q's demand for affection. "And when you get angry it's all claws and hissing, teeth baring, but there's never any true threat behind it." he says with another smile as he tightens his arms momentarily around the slim body of his temporary husband. "Very much like a kitten. You even like being pet." He teases, trailing his fingers back up Q's chest again, stroking his skin, watching the way he responds.

Trying very hard to be upset with that description, Q elbows him again, a little harder this time. "I am not sure how I feel about you comparing me to a cat, Bond." He says in a cool tone, before he turns his head a little to watch the older man. "Unless you have a particular liking for cats."

"As a matter of fact.. I do have a liking for cats." James says quietly with another small smile. "If I weren't away so much, I would probably own one." He says before he shrugs slightly. "As it is, there's no point to having a pet when I don't know how often or when I'll be there." he says quietly as he continues to slowly stroke Q's skin, even brushing his calloused fingers over the skin of his neck and up his jaw occasionally.

The soft touches soothe Q, and he relaxes a little more, stretching slightly before going mostly limp. "Really? I would have thought you were more of a dog person." He admits in a quiet tone, taking a deep breath and sighing a little. "I have a cat, you know." he says thoughtfully. "Well, she's still more of a kitten, but she's very mellow. I created an automated feeding mechanism that releases water and food at the correct intervals in case I'm not home on time." He says quietly as he smiles softly. "I'm glad that you're a cat person, it means you two will get along." he says before he thinks about it, and only after it's out of his mouth does he realize that he basically implied that he will be inviting James over at some point. He really needs to remember to think before he speaks, no matter how relaxed he is.

James chuckles a little. "I should have guessed." He says thoughtfully with a small smile. "I look forward to meeting her." he says quietly with another little smile. "I guess it's true that people really do take after their pets." he murmurs with a little chuckle, before tilting his head back against the couch a little. "You've definitely taken after your cat. What's her name?" he asks curiously as his hand stills over the younger man's stomach.

"Lola." Q says before he shrugs slightly. "I'm not very good with names, it was the first female one I really thought of." he says quietly as he looks back at James for a moment, closing his eyes again.

Chuckling softly for a few moments, James nods quietly. "Of course. You would choose something odd. I'm just glad it's not something inane. Lola isn't too bad, in the scheme of pet names." he says before lifting his head to nip at Q's ear softly, kissing just in front of it before placing a soft kiss along his jaw. "Come here.." He murmurs, one hand sliding up again to use his thumb and forefinger to turn Q's head toward him so he can give him a tender kiss.

Unable to resist that low, soft, demanding tone coming from Bond, Q shifts a little, allowing his head to be maneuvered until his lips meet the other man's, responding to the kiss slowly as he relaxes, untangling one hand from Bond's in order to slide it up behind the older man's head, sliding into the short hairs there as he continues the kiss slowly, letting it develop into a lingering snogging session, finally breaking away from the agent's lips, letting out a little sigh, lowering his hand slowly. "I would like to see you shave, see what all the fuss is about." he decides as he looks at the other man. "But not right now. I'm too comfortable." He decides with a little smile.

James smiles and gets comfortable before he merely rests his arms around Q, nodding a little. "I figured." he says with a little smile, admiring Q for a few moments before he comes to a decision.

"Definitely a cat."

Shorter than my other chapters, but I think it's cute. I can so picture Q with a pair of cat ears. Cute!

Let me know what you think, comments/reviews welcome!