James certainly does live up to his reputation, and he keeps Q's mind occupied over the next day or so, but before long it's time for them to start preparing for returning to London. The first time it occurs to either of them is after their cleaning is delivered back to their room, and James pushes Q up against the wall after the door closes, pinning his hands to the wall beside his head as he kisses him deeply, slowly pulling back to work his lips over the sensitive places on the boffin's neck, where there are still several fading marks.
"Bloody hell, James, you're insatiable." Q groans, tilting his head back a little. "Am I going to have to keep lube and condoms in my office in case you attack me there?" he asks with a little laugh, though he does enjoy the thought of being bent over his desk.
A moment passes before the words sink in and James pulls his head back with a wicked smile as he looks into the green eyes of the young man, meshing their hands together slowly. "I like that." He says with a nod of his head. "You drive me crazy, Q. Bloody hell, I am going to have to work to focus on missions, and not think about how you sound screaming my name." he says with a broad grin. "The answer is yes, you will need to keep certain preparations in your office, just in case. Might have to get you a gag, though.. you are very noisy." he notes thoughtfully, before he goes back to kissing along Q's neck.
A small sigh is given and as much as Q is enjoying the attention, he finally pushes James away from him, freeing his hand and pushing him away a little more. The only reason he's able to do this is because Bond knows full well the brunette doesn't like being trapped for real, even if he does enjoy giving up control once in a while. "You need to start controlling yourself again, James. We only have another day before we have to go back to London." He says as he walks away and over to pick at the remaining pastries from breakfast.
Smirking a little, James walks over behind Q, catching his wrist and redirecting a bit of pastry from the brunette's mouth to his own before releasing him. "We never talked about the rules." He says as he moves to sit down on the couch, lazily stretching out with one hand along the back of the couch.
Considering the question for a moment, most of it having been thought over before by Q when he was alone, the young boffin turns to look at James. "Considering Eve's response to the possibility of us having relations, I don't want anyone at work to know we're in any sort of relationship beyond friendship." he says as he looks at James. "Which means you will have to reign in your flirting. No physical affection unless we are alone." He decides as he looks at James, staying where he is so that most of the room is between them, feeling the need for distance for this conversation, in order to keep his mind clear.
James nods as he looks up at Q, considering it for a few moments, "Alright. But that means you have to allow me to come over to your place. To cook for you. And I may arrange food to be anonymously delivered if you won't allow me to bring it myself. To make sure you're taking care of yourself." he says seriously as he watches Q, taking a slow, deep breath. "I could hurt Moneypenny for saying those things to you, for making you doubt me." he says in an annoyed tone.
"Don't, James. I don't even want Eve to know about us." Q says in a firm tone. "She lost her right to that when she went from asking for details about what happened between us to warning me away from you." he says with a slight huff. "I don't want anyone to have any excuse to doubt the competence or professionalism of either of us," he says as he watches James, finally giving in and walking over to sit beside him, fitting himself against the agent's side.
A small nod is given as James pulls Q close against his side. "Alright. We'll keep it to ourselves, Q. A Quartermaster and a double-oh can surely keep something like this a secret." He says with amusement as he looks at the man sitting beside him, leaning over to kiss him. "What do you want to do on our last day here?" he asks, looking the lean man over. "I never did get you enough sun.." he says with a little laugh. "You won't even have a tan line.." he says as he reaches over to finger Q's wedding ring. "Pity. I sort of liked you wearing something that told everyone else you were taken." he says as he leans in to kiss the brunette's neck again softly.
Q hums softly, tilting his head up to give James access for a few moments before he reluctantly moves away. "You won't have a tan line, either." he says quietly, looking down at the ring. "I suppose I could get a simple band for my right hand. It wouldn't be as obvious, but it would mean something to you and I." he says as he looks up at James. "And I could put a GPS tracker in it, so if I were ever to be kidnapped it would be a useful bit of jewelry." He says thoughtfully as he looks down at the ring again, spinning it around his finger a little with his thumb, fiddling with it for a few moments.
"Oh.. I like that idea.." James admits, lifting Q's right hand to kiss the palm gently, his possessive side liking the idea of some bit of jewelry that only Q and he knows the true meaning of. Plus, a simple band wouldn't interfere in anything that Q has to do, he's already proven that he can adapt to typing with a ring. "We'll have to go shopping for a ring for you. Of course, you'd have to explain it if people suddenly see you wearing a ring, you're not one for jewelry." he says with a little smirk, waiting to see what the beautiful boffin wants to say to that.
Q shrugs a little before he smiles. "I'll tell the truth. My boyfriend is a possessive bastard who wanted to brand me, but the only thing I would allow was a ring on my right hand." he explains matter-of-factly as he sits up, leaning forward and pulling his laptop over, loading it up and quickly searching for pictures of men's wedding bands since that seems like the most likely way he'll find simple rings, discarding most of the ideas because they either don't fit what he needs to put the GPS in, or they're just plain ugly. Finally, he pulls up the picture of a simple Tungsten band with a dragon celtic design inlay in it. It's also thick enough for him to modify. "Perfect." He decides as he sits back, looking over at James.
Amusedly watching Q, who seems to immediately want to put any plan into action when he has made a decision, James grins a little. "I am a bit possessive, I suppose." he says quietly as he kisses Q's shoulder, watching him go through designs. When the final decision is made and presented to him, he can't help but smile."I get the feeling you might be giving a little nod to my heritage there." he says as he looks at the design, then adds, "I think it would suit you."
And that brings something to mind that Q didn't think about until just then. "You will not leave any visible marks." he says in a firm tone. "Nothing that cannot be covered up by my normal shirts." He says as he looks at James seriously, this being one thing that he's going to be very adamant about sine he feels strongly about it. "I will not have Q-branch laughing at me, thinking I'm some sort of teenager who can't control his partner."
"And what makes you think you could ever control me, Q?" James asks with amusement, but at the glare he receives, he nods a little and kisses the frown away. "Right. No visible marks. I'll just have to make up for it in places no one else can see." he says with a little smirk as he looks over the younger man's body slowly.
Sighing in exasperation, Q rolls his eyes a little before he turns away and goes back to his laptop, ordering two of the rings in his size, just in case he screws one up, having them mailed priority to his office, sending a quick email to R to let him know that there is a package being sent to his office, and for it not to be opened, it's for a project. Finally, he shuts down the laptop, hesitating before he turns and straddles James' lap, but only so he can cuddle properly against his chest and nuzzle the man's neck. "I think perhaps a little swimming, perhaps a walk tomorrow. Today, I don't want to leave the room.." he murmurs softy against the agent's neck. "Now that it comes to it, I almost don't want to leave." he says softly, sitting back slowly and resting his hands on James' abdomen slowly as he watches the man.
A small nod is given and James smiles at his quartermaster. "I understand." He says as he pulls Q down, kissing him deeply. "It will be hard to leave you again for another mission." he admits reluctantly before he sits back, nodding quietly as he considers what Q wants to do, his hands resting on the lean man's hips.
"Your wish is my command, Q."
Phew, finally got something out, it's been bugging me for the last few days. But I got my two little one-shots out that have been plugging up my brain, so now I can focus on my stories again! Q and Bond are just.. adorable. Gosh. So adorable.
Anyway, let me know what you think, Reviews/comments welcome!