Bond reached out to grab his wine to sip.
"I could sit in here with you for an age," he said contentedly, adoring the
weight of Q against him.
"I wouldn't object to that at all," Q confessed, practically purring as he
sank slightly lower in the water and wiggled back against Bond.
"Perhaps this will be a real mini vacation for once. No surprise attacks,
no trouble, just... Us, and the cats."
"I think it might well be, unless there's a mole inside who's gotten to
Moneypenny. If not, we're safe. The Range Rover's tracker is disabled," he
said without shame. "And this far from the city only the most elite could
track our phones. I turned mine off, by the way. You should too."
"I've disabled the gps and locating," Q said, reluctant to turn it off
until Tanner got back to him. "I'm just waiting on an email... I suppose I
could just use my laptop, that's much harder to trace..."
"Mmm, yes," he agreed, letting the heat soak into his very bones. He took
another sip of wine and while he did he wrapped his other arm around Q to
hold him in place. "We'll lay low for a week. Report in only as needed."
Slowly, Q turned in the water to face Bond, kneeling in the water and
leaning in to kiss the double-o gently on the lips.
Bond took that opportunity to put his wine on the floor just so he could
reach around and hold Q's arse in both hands.
"And I know all sorts of things we can get up to here," he said seductively.
Bond pulled him close so he could feel the agent's arousal.
"Long walks. Cooking dinner. Sleeping in..." he said, none of which were
really on his mind.
"I think I'd prefer to tire you out first," Bond replied, a finger teasing
the slick crack of Q's arse.
Bond waited for him to drink, in fact he picked up his own glass to have a
bit more but then returned it to the floor.
"Have I told you today how bloody gorgeous you are?" he asked.
"It only means anything to me coming from you," Bond replied. "I love the
way you look at me. It goes straight to my heart."
"What a remarkable coincidence. You're beautiful as well and I love you
more than I can say," Bond replied softly.
Bond put his wine down and wrapped his arms around Q.
"I consider myself the luckiest man alive."
Bond leaned his head forward to press a kiss to Q's hair and ran his hands
up and down, scooping warm water onto the man's chest.
"What are you thinking?" he asked after a long moment.
Bond chuckled softly and held him tighter.
"Lovely," he replied. "A warm bath, good wine, and you...that's all I need
to be perfectly happy," he said. "Maybe we should never leave here. Just
stay and live together, naked all the time."