ArtVember Day 29: Q (James Bond)
I've drawn Q /a lot/, but never in this outfit from Spectre! I'm so envious of this man's sweater collection haha
Only one piece remains! We got this!
Warnings: Guns, violence, swearing, blood, implied sexual violence. NSFW Smut p in v, oral.
Summary: M had been right there was more to you than first met the eye and he sees just how much as you both get yourselves into a dangerous situation.
Notes: Did know if I would finish this, Benn distracted but have finally come back to it hope you like the ending and apologies for any mistakes or inconsistencies.
As you closed the front door behind you and felt tiredness hit you like a brick wall, today had taken it toll on you. You knew you should have stuck around to get checked out and debriefed but you had needed to get out of that factory. You needed to put some space between you and M, you were starting to feel Bond had an ulteria motives for getting you to undertake this job. You had seen him watching you and M, he really was an insufferable bastard at times. You poured yourself a large whisky before slumping down on the sofa and as you did a subtle waft of aftershave rose off the jacket you were still wearing, a comforting smell of spice and sandalwood, the smell of M. Taking one last deep breath of the comforting smell of the jacket you shrugged it off and placed it carefully over the back of a chair. Walking through to the bedroom you pulled off the rest of your clothes and headed for the shower. The hot water stung at the cuts on your body and you watched the water swirl red at your feet, but it helped to numb your aching muscles.
Pulling on sweats and a t-shirt you went and curled up back on the sofa but before you could refill your glass you heard a knock at the door. Glancing at the security screen of the front door you were surprised to see M stood on your doorstep.
“Sir what can I do for you”
“I just wanted to make sure you were ok, you had left by the time I finished with Bond. You should have gone back to HQ, gotten yourself checked out. I also thought maybe we should talk after today”
Standing back you motioned for him to enter and closed the door behind him.
“Drink?”
“Thank you”
“Make yourself comfortable”
As you poured another glass you watched M pacing quietly around the living room, as you offered him his glass you gestured for him to sit down. Taking off his coat he sat down and took a sip of his drink. He was for once not in his usual three piece suit, instead he wore an open neck shirt, the casual look made you look at him in a whole different way. You sat patiently waiting for him to speak, he obviously had something on his mind for him to come and see you at this time in the evening.
“How are you, did you get those cuts cleaned up?”
“They were just scratches, nothing serious”
“Good, I’m glad”
You watched M, he sat looking down into the amber liquid in his glass and if you didn’t know better, he seemed almost nervous.
“M are you ok?”
“Yes, just wanted to ensure you were ok”
“You said you wanted to talk”
“What you did today, you shouldn’t have done that”
“I don’t understand, I did what I needed to do”
“You had every opportunity to say stop and he would have left you alone and moved on to me”
“And that is why I didn’t say stop”
“You don’t need to protect me”
“I chose to protect you, my choice”
“But why, he was going to……”
“I know but better me than you”
“No, you don’t get hurt for me. Do you understand that can’t happen”
“M you do understand that Bond brought me into to protect you not to do your filing”
“After today I understand why, I’m glad you’re on my side”
“Not that I did a great job of it”
“That was on me not you, you did more than I did to keep us in one piece, but you put yourself on the line for me”
‘If the position was reversed, would you have done the same for me, would you have said stop and let him hurt me?”
“No of course not”
“Then why is it any different for me”
You watched as M drained his glass, he was still looking down at his glass rather than at you.
“Because it is my job to protect my staff, it is not your job to protect me”
“Technically I’m not your staff and it is my job”
“And that is the only reason you were going to let him….”
Taking a deep breath you drained your glass, was this going were you thought it was going? Was he wanting you to tell him how you felt, you supposed you had nothing to lose, you had done what Bond had wanted you to do. Worst case scenario you made a fool of yourself and never saw him again.
“No…”
“Then why?”
He almost whispered, still looking down at his empty glass, moving closer to him on the sofa you gently took the glass from his hands and placed it down on the table. Placing a hand gently under his chin,
“Please look at me M”
“Gareth, please call me Gareth”
Turning his head, you could see the emotion swirling through his eyes, cupping his face with your other hand you gently pressed your lips to his. You felt him tense under your touch before leaning into the kiss, his hands gently pulling you towards him. His soft tentative kiss becoming more urgent, hungrier as a low groan escaped your mouth. You both pulled away, holding eye contact, holding each other.
“Why did you protect me today Y/N/N?”
“Do I need to say it?”
“I need you to say, I need to hear it”
“Because I seem to be falling for you, and I couldn’t see you hurt”
You watched the smile spread across his face, a smile also mixed with relief. You gently pushed him back onto the sofa and straddled his lap, his hands went to your hips as you undid his tie and the top buttons on his shirt. Dipping your head once again you breathed in the scent of him and pressed your lips against the soft skin at the curve of his neck, he groaned as you continued to kiss his neck and trailed your tongue up to earlobe.
“Y/N/N are you sure?”
“Very sure, are you?”
“I couldn’t stop now even if I wanted too”
He wrapped his arms around you and stood up, wrapping your legs around his waist you let him carry you through to the bedroom. Dropping you gently down in front of him, he ran his hands up under your t shirt before pulling it up over your head. As he ran his hands over your breasts and gently down over the cuts and bruises on your skin, you saw concern cloud his eyes. Smiling at him you pulled his braces down over his shoulders and undid the rest of his shirt, you ran your hands over his broad chest as he knelt down in front of you, planting soft kisses on your stomach as he pulled your sweats down over your legs leaving you naked before him,
“Beautiful, so beautiful”
He looked up at you from under his eyelashes as he stood up, his stunning blue eyes never leaving yours as you undid his belt and let his trousers fall to the floor. Taking a step back you took in every inch of him, pushing down his boxers you let your eyes drop to his hard cock, kneeling on the bed you dipped your head and slowly ran your tongue up over his glistening head. You felt the growl he emanated reverberate down through his body and through yourself
“Dear god Y/N/N….”
“I think I’m going to enjoy teasing you”
Before you could do anything else he lifted you and threw you down on the bed pinning your hands above your head.
“Really, how about we see how you like being teased”
He trailed his tongue down over your stomach and parting your thighs he planted soft kisses over the insides of them.
“Gareth, please…”
“Please what, tell me what you want”
“You, all of you”
Smiling he dipped his head back down and he started to trail kisses up the inside of your thighs, as you arched your back his tongue lapped at your already wet pussy. Every nerve in your body was tingling, every fibre of you just wanted him, all of him deep inside of you. Crying out as he pushed two of his fingers deep inside of you as he continued to lick and suck with his mouth. You could feel your orgasm building in the pit of your stomach as you writhed under his touch and tried to pull away.
“Please I’m going to come”
“Then come for me”
Bucking your hips, you could feel yourself losing control as he kept going, his fingers curling inside of you as he finally tipped you over the edge. The climax tore through you, your body shaking as you collapsed back on the bed, panting hard.
Before you could gather yourself, Gareth’s lips were on yours, you could taste yourself on them as he pushed the tip of his hard cock against your still sensitive pussy.
“I need you inside of me, god I need you”
With one smooth thrust he was inside your wet pussy, his hard cock filling you completely. Wrapping your legs around his waist you pulled him deeper and deeper inside of you as he started to rhythmically thrust in and out of you.
“Damn your so tight around me”
“I want to feel you come inside of me”
Gareth growled as he picked up the pace and you dragged your fingernails down his back. You could feel another climax building deep inside you as you whimpered into his neck.
“God Gareth….”
As you came over his hard cock and your muscles spasmed around him, you felt him push hard one last time and come deep inside of you. Panting hard you looked up into his icy blue eyes, gently he rolled off you and lying on the bed next to you he pulled you towards him.
“Well that happened”
“Yes it did”
“Not wishing to spoil the moment Gareth, but I’m not one for playing games. If that was just a one off…”
Cupping your face gently in his hand, he silenced you with a kiss before you could finish,
“I am not a man for one night stands and after that you don’t have a hope of getting rid of me, if that is ok with you”
“I think I can handle that, plus we should make sure that wasn’t just a fluke”
“One hell of a fluke, but I think your right, best to make sure”
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
"If you don't stop prying, I'll burn you. I'll burn the heart out of you."
"I've been reliably informed I do not have one."
"We both know that's not true."
----
Jim Moriarty promised to burn him if he didn't stop prying. Sherlock had no intention of stopping, he did not care about his life, until Moriarty made good on that promise with something that the two brothers never thought possible or expected. The Holmes brothers both in fact did have a heart, and that heart was not a what but a who. And that heart had ceased to exist ever since he had become QuarterMaster.
Q was used to his brothers biting off more than they could chew, but it never involved him, until now. After a failed assassination attempt in Q Branch, Bond has been assigned as bodyguard to Q.
What follows is this:
James is done(TM)
Sherlock is overprotective
John is confused
Mycroft is annoyed with M1-6 as a whole
and Q is not a damsel in distress.
some sketches of Q
If you want to support me you can “buy me a coffee” (which would mean i’ll be able to help my family during hard times) https://www.buymeacoffee.com/alignerliner
