Harry

[cuppa_q]

Q had been spending most of his time in the computer lab since it had opened up, really only taking breaks for tea and to feed the cats. As frustrating as the network here was, it felt good to have something to try and take apart, and last night... Well, last night he might have fallen asleep in the lab.

He took a shower at the dome and took the time to find clean clothes, but he still looked a tad rumpled and tired as he finally wandered into the cottage. Beta greeted him promptly, and he nearly tripped over the fluffy beast before stumbling instead right into-

"Oh, good morning Harry," he greeted, smiling warmly and steadying himself. "Apologies, I'm at least one cup of tea shy of being human."

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[cuppa_q]

Groaning, Q gave himself a beat to adjust before speaking again. "A bit of filth is good for the heart," he murmured, toes curling and eyes fluttering shut again.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry relaxed a little when Q reacted like that, though as he carefully slid in another slick finger, he said quietly, "In the interest of transparency, you should know I haven't done this in longer than I care to admit." How long had it been since he'd been inside another man? It was a while.

He wanted Q to know this in part because it really was special. Harry wasn't Bond. And also... Harry wasn't Bond, he might be older but he was less experienced. He just wanted this to be good.

[cuppa_q]

"I understand," Q assured him, breath catching slightly. He understood that made this important, that it meant Harry was nervous- But it also meant Harry was likely hungry for it.

[lepidopterologist]

And he was, he really was. He also found himself wishing he'd been less distracted when all three of them had been together, that he'd been paying more attention to Q's reactions when James fucked him, what he liked...

No, no, he was definitely overthinking this.

He leaned down and kissed him while he continued to stretch him with his fingers.

[cuppa_q]

Q whined softly into the kiss, hips lifting and rolling as he groaned.

"Please," he panted against the other man's lips.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry certainly didn't need to hear Q beg, but he couldn't deny the little thrill it gave him, even just that simple word.

He hoped that he was well enough prepared. Harry carefully removed his fingers, and then kissed Q again. Then he pulled away and looked at him, as he spread Q's legs with one hand and positioned himself between them. "Just like this," he said softly. "So I can see you."

[cuppa_q]

Q nodded, hooking one leg around Harry and holding the other man's gaze.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry took a little breath before positioning himself and then beginning to slowly push inside Q.

His eyes widened a little as he looked down at him; it just felt so good.

[cuppa_q]

Q held his gaze, mewling softly and crying out as Harry slipped inside him, filling him and stretching him.

"Oh- Oh, fuck," he gasped.

[lepidopterologist]

"Yes..." Harry breathed in response. When he was buried entirely inside him he paused, leaned down and kissed him. Then he pulled away and just looked at him for a few seconds before very slowly beginning to thrust.

[cuppa_q]

Q's hands found Harry's shoulders, gripping tight before slowly moving lower, exploring the man's chest. Lips parted in pleasure, he tried to keep his eyes on Harry, though he couldn't stop them from fluttering shut everytime the other man hit just the right spot.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry watched him the whole time, loving the way his mouth moved, the way his eyes closed, his fingers moved. The smallest reactions were just... beautiful.

"I wanted to make you feel good..." he said softly, as he pushed deeper inside him.

Harry never thought he could be so unselfconscious, so lost in the moment, as Q was during sex. Harry didn't make much noise, didn't seem to come unraveled like some people did. The restrained Brit. Still... the bit that he did let himself go, it was all that much more striking.

[cuppa_q]

"It does. You are," Q assured him, struggling to form any sort of proper sentence as his breath caught and mind went blissfully blank. Part of the value of sex, for Q, was how it slowed everything down. Q was always thinking about something, always quietly working in his own mind- In bed he couldn't do that. The moment pleasure entered the equation everything else seemed to just shut down.

It was blissful in a way he couldn't properly communicate.

His leg tightened around Harry, and he lifted his hips slightly, changing the angle just a bit. The boffin was remarkably agile and moved with a kind of grace that he didn't necessarily carry outside of the bedroom.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry let out a soft gasp when the angled changed, and he began to thrust a little harder; it felt so good.

The position he was in was really stable, so there wasn't much problem with him using one hand to slide between their bodies and brush his fingers lightly over Fin's cock as he moved inside him.

[cuppa_q]

Whimpering, Q covered Harry's hand with his own, thrusting into it and moaning. Harry felt so hard and hot, so perfect. It was better than the boffin could have hoped.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry loved Q's responsiveness, and it made him want to give him more, to give him everything he possibly had...

He wrapped his fingers more soundly around Q's cock and stroked him as he thrust. And watched him. Desire burned in Harry's eyes, and intense concentration, like his entire universe had shrank down to Q, and he was the only thing that existed.

[cuppa_q]

With his free hand, Q reached up and held onto the short hairs at the nape of Harry's neck. He held the other man's gaze, happily drowning in it. It felt good to be looked at like that, and Q's own eyes softened slightly as he let Harry in completely.

[lepidopterologist]

"Don't hold back," Harry said, somehow maintaining the typical serene tone in his voice, even as desire threatened to break through it.

[cuppa_q]

If Q could have done anything more than groan, he might have assured Harry that he rarely did. Instead, he simply started to buck harder, panting and almost clawing at the other man as the pleasure built and built, leaving him teetering on the edge.

[lepidopterologist]

Having Q so wild underneath him was just... "You're extraordinary, Q," Harry gasped out, so close himself now that he was having to purposefully hold himself back from coming.

[cuppa_q]

"I'm not," Q gasped, needing Harry to know that, even as he found himself tumbling right over the edge. Spilling over their fingers, against skin, Q wanted to tell Harry he was a mess of a man. However, in the afterglow, all those feelings washed away.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry lost his composure somewhat when he felt Q's body tighten around him, saw the expression on his face. He moaned, thrusting hard a couple more times before he came. He'd had a grip on Q's upper arm, and his fingers dug slightly into his skin.

When it was over, he felt like melting into a puddle, but for a moment, stayed inside Q as he softened, and looked down at him.

[cuppa_q]

Q said nothing, but after a moment he pulled Harry Down to kiss him again, before slipping his arms around him to embrace him tightly.

[lepidopterologist]

When the kiss broke, Harry pulled out of Q so that he could settle beside him on the bed, still in that embrace. "That was wonderful."

[cuppa_q]

"It was," Q said softly, still a tad breathless and still holding onto the other man.