Chapter 3
The next few days Bond manages to keep M housebound and getting ready for their trip. M begins researching how best to adapt Skyfall to MI6's needs, with Q branch.
"You know I really should go in to discuss this all with Q branch directly."
"That would involve me letting you out of bed again darling and that only leads to trouble. Remember how stressed you were after meeting Clare Dower?"
"Yes...speaking of which, Tanner has not sent me her file yet...I must email him."
Bonds hands are busy caressing her under her pajama top...playing with her bellybutton as she swats him away and continues on her laptop.
James sighs and frowns propped up on his elbow in bed looking at her while she stares at the screen.
"What is it James...you sound petulant."
"I am not use to being ignored like this."
"Poor baby...but I do have to work so that I am not completely overwhelmed when I return...and now I have this lovely project that you gave me to occupy…"
Bond silences her with his lips.
Bond's lips are M's kryptonite but she needs to have some semblance of control at some point of the relationship.
Bond doesn't let her out of his sight...not that she minds and he is being paid to be her bodyguard.
"James...we did that last night and I really need to get a bit of work done love."
"M...there is no rule about morning sex is there?"
"I hope not or we have broken it many times. You do realize that in a relationship there are days when couples do not have sex three times. Once we begin working again it will be greatly reduced...you will not be able to come pester me for sex in my office."
"What? Are you insane?"
M frowns at him removing her glasses with an exaggerated smirk.
"I have to be for living with you. You are a 00 and will be off on missions and although you may have to engage in sex for the job...I will be abstinent."
"Still you love me admit it and I will try my best not to bed anyone...I promise."
"I do love you and if you have to sleep with someone to get information...you have to. Consider it an order from me."
M caresses the side of his face while Bond closes her laptop and places it on the bedside table.
James' finger nimbly open the buttons on her top as he kisses her passionately.
M does need to get things done but James has a way of making her pause regardless. M loves that she is able to make him completely unravel like this and in all honesty she has difficulty resisting him.
Bond removes the last vestiges of clothing from her body.
Making love to M is the best most incredible thing James has ever done...they are still relearning each other and this entices them to new heights every time.
Over three months of separation then her abduction at the hands of Silva, Bond was lost...M took Marshall for a lover in her grief and it seemed like James was living in darkness. Now...there is hope and love...love for...their future.
Bond grabs the lube and slathers it on as he growls at her with such a look...her heart clenches. This man will always be her undoing.
In her mind M remembers her past...her lovers and the painful irony that an agent... James Bond has become the man she wants to spend her remaining time on this planet with.
M does not regret her past...the men that meant so much to her...from her first teenaged experience to playing with Nigel's chestnut curls after they made love. Even the warmth of Marshall's loving embrace in the months they were together.
Silva...he is the one regret…
No...not now...not in James' embrace. M pushes back the memory of Silva's touch.
Bond kisses her neck and tongues her breasts in turn before pushing against her and easing inward.
M sighs and throws her head back, closing her eyes as he inches into her. She tries to relax...to allow his love to flow over her.
James alway pauses to make sure she is alright and she wraps her legs around his thighs and pulls him closer.
James loves when she sighs that sigh...her head goes back and she gets lost in the sensation of them joining. He also loves how she goes from kissing to passion in mere seconds. Her protests are just for show...she is more incorrigible than him.
Morning is the greatest time to make love to M, she cannot hide in the darkness as she arches beneath him and she is the sexiest woman he has ever laid eyes on. Her wrinkles and lines do not dissuade him.
M finds that he often treats her as though she will break...her health is fine and she is fit enough. She does know that some sexcapades will be too much for her old body to handle and she wonders if he regrets missing out on much of them.
"James love...harder...more." M pants in his ear spurring him on.
"M...you feel so good." Bond stops and gazes into her eyes from his position hovering above her.
"James...why have you stopped?"
"I just want to stay like this...watching you here in the sunlight. I think we need to add tea time to our schedule."
"What...schedule?"
"Times a day to make love...at least four times per day."
"Dear boy...are you trying to make up for something?" M reaches her hand up to trace his hairline.
"In a way...a lifetime."
M meets his gaze and frowns suddenly. "Who's lifetime?"
Bond doesn't say anything at first, but as he begins to move again he whispers the answer to her.
"Mine."
M arches beneath him as the pace increases...the move together caressing each other. M trails her nails down his back as he groans.
M is distracted by what James said about lifetimes...she can feel he is getting close but she is not. What lifetime is he trying to make up for really? He has only known her a decade.
M pulls him to a kiss and bites his lip because she know it will spur him on to completion. James groans as his hip pushes inward and his body tenses. She feels him release inside her.
James pants and frowns looking down at his lover who he knows did not finish along with him.
"M...M...look at me. You did that on purpose...you were not ready...you didn't?"
"James it is fine...I was too distracted to concentrate. It will not happen every time you know."
"But M...I thought you wanted…"
"I was working and you were not going to let that happen...I was enticed but I was also distracted and that is not always conducive to completion."
Bond slides away from her draping an arm around her waist.
"James...it is fine now let me up to get cleaned up and ready for leaving tomorrow."
James frowns, "what has you distracted enough to not be focused on our love making?"
M sits up in the bed. "James you are not offended by my lack of reaction are you?"
"Well, I don't think it has happened before...I thought you…"
"What that I should orgasm at the mere sight of you?"
"Well, not that but…"
"But what...I should naturally succumb to all your words...moves. You knew I was busy...you need me to stop everything just to play with you like a spoiled child?"
"M...that is not what I bloody well meant and you know it!"
"I am not trying to argue with you James. I just want you to recognise that sometimes I do not feel particularly amorous and it is not because you are not attractive or stimulating enough it is because of me."
"Why did you let me continue then?"
"Because sometimes it is easier to just go through with it than to have you pout because I didn't really feel like it..and said no."
James hops out of bed in a huff and heads to the shower. He turns in the door to the bath.
"I am sorry to have disturbed your morning Olivia! Why do you assume that I will always pout?"
M crosses her arms after putting on her dressing gown
"Because your doing it right bloody now! Look James...do be reasonable and stop taking this as an insult on your manhood. I love you and not wishing to engage with you...or be able to keep up with you...that does not change my feelings for you in any way."
James walks back over to her and pulls her into a hug. He tries to allow his frustration to pass...she doesn't understand that he thought he had lost her and that Silva is still in the forefront of his mind.
James is trying to erase Silva...and any past lovers from her mind. He knows that it is selfish and petty, but he needs to be the most important man in her life.
"Sorry Olivia...where you are concerned I want every time to be fireworks and passion."
M laughs. "That is not a realistic view of a long term relationship James."
"Well the you have to excuse me because I have never been in one before. Come shower with me."
James insists on washing her in the shower and using his talented hands to bring her to ecstasy just to prove a point.
M allows his idealized sexual prowess to continue, because it makes him happy and she doesn't think he can understand sexual relationships in the term of years like she can.
If the two of them make it past a year point he may begin to understand that it does not have to be all fireworks, all the time.
If he only knew...but he will learn how a relationship changes over time.
They towel off and James observes her distracted gaze. "What has got you so distracted Olivia?"
"To be honest...what you said."
"When?"
"When we began to make love."
"I said a lot of things...what specifically has you so distracted?"
"You said you are making up for a lifetime...yours. What did you mean by that?"
"I want to make up for wasting years not making love to you."
"Is that it, or are you trying to have sex in such quantity because you know I am aging so quickly? That for me to even have 20 years left…"
"Stop right there M. It has nothing to do with your age."
"It must...I spent almost your entire lifetime married to another man and...wait is that it?"
"What...your marriage?"
"Yes...I was with Nigel 40 years. Are you trying to make what we have...relate in some way or compete with what I had with him?"
James looks away as he gathers his clothing from the drawers and begins to dress.
M dresses in casual clothing as she watches James avoid her eyes. She has her answer.
"James...you don't have to compete with a deadman. This is completely different, because as we age...things change...relationships morph into something new, just as ours has and will continue too. It cannot all be passion, but it can all be love and companionship."
"He had you for so long...I feel as though his ghost is still here."
The two of them move down to the kitchen and prepare breakfast continuing their conversation.
"You know that is ridiculous. This home was only ours for 3 years before he died. It is not as if this was the family home that we raised the children in. My job made it mandatory for us to move every few years for safety reasons."
"Still...Nigel had you for so long."
"Are you envious because he had me when I was young? Or, are you wanting more details into past lovers beyond Nigel and Marshall Mansfield?"
James eyebrow raises in question. "Do tell M...Nigel was not your first?"
"No he wasn't. I didn't meet him until I was 22 and we married two years later...and we did break up for two weeks after about a year…"
"Oh and what did you get up to in those two weeks M?"
"Stop diverting the question James. Are you lamenting because you never got to have me when I was young and beautiful?"
"You are still beautiful M and no...I am envious though. I would have loved to see you back then."
M smirks at him as she hands him a plate with his breakfast. "I had horrible hair."
"Impossible! Tell me more."
"You...Mr. Impatient will have to wait until tomorrow to continue with all the long sordid tales of my youth. I have 23 years on you James."
"That is what I am scared of."
"Besides just look at my daughter or pictures to see how I looked back then."
"I don't think you want me staring at Judi with lust in my eyes every time I see her...now you will have me picturing her as you."
"No we can't have that now can we."
M kisses his cheek. "You do not have to live up to anything that I did in my youth just as I do not have to live up to any of your more athletic sexual escapades with younger women."
"None of them hold a candle to you M."
"Good...so now that we both know we have nothing to live up to we can get some work done before heading to see the children tomorrow."
"Yes...I am looking forward to hanging out with my stepchildren."
M arches her eyebrows at him in question. "Really?"
"You doubt me...M I am shocked. I have always wanted a family and one that is all grown up and independent is even better."
M laughs...picturing Bond with small children. They would scare him more than a undetonated bomb.
"Yes...well we will see how you handle the grandchildren this time. The last time you barely met them and they were distracted by all the new toys and their cousins. This time...you will be the centre of attention."
"Right...I better let you work and go find a toy store to help distract the little ones so they don't notice that I want to spend all my time playing with their grandmother."
"What about Judi and Ryan?"
"I will stop off at a liquor store for gifts for them to be distracted by so I can steal off early to play with their sexy mother."
M laughs as Bond makes a call to arrange for a guard to come to the house while he is out.
"You will only be gone a short while James...I will stay inside."
"I am not leaving it to chance Olivia...no one is ever taking you away from me again."
"What about you leaving me?"
"Only for the job."
"It is still going to be difficult once we get to that point...when you restart your missions."
"We will deal with that when it happens love."
James kisses her cheek as the two of them clean the dishes.
To be continued…