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  1. Rec 43

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    “And I’m here to…,” Mav trails off, leaving the question implied.

     

    “You’re here to help me with my heat.” Ice pauses. “If you want to.”

     

    If he wants to. Jesus fucking Christ.

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    Or; Ice asks for a favor.

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  2. Rec 15

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    "Do you mind if I play something else for you?"
    Eggsy looked up from his book and shrugged. "As you please, innit?"
    "Innit," Harry muttered in reproach, before sliding his finger across the screen of the touchpad.
    "I'd rather be with Harry."
    Eggsy paused.

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    “I’m not you, Bond. I don’t exactly have a technique for getting rich strangers to like me.”

    “Just do your naive cute puppy thing, and they’ll be doting on you in no time,” Bond replies as he pulls up to the grand estate.

    “My what?” Q asks incredulously. Bond doesn’t answer, simply giving him an indulgent smile. The fucker.

    (or: 00q meets Gosford Park. Except not really.)

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    "If you were a woman he would want you."

    He hopes that, if he were a woman, he might have better taste.

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    When he undoes the velcro affixing the wires and readers from 007's arm, he ignores the eyes that remain on him – staring, as though their owner has no shame whatsoever. His fingers are cold from typing, from sitting in this underground office with poor circulation, and the skin underneath the pressure wrap is warm. Q pulls away, because this is over and they are done, and then there are fingers just as warm around his wrist, pulling him back towards a problem he still hasn't thought to solve.

    There is space between Bond's legs for him that hadn't been there before, and he catches himself with his other hand on the man's shoulder, where the lean muscle tenses underneath his grip. His fingers are still cold, but his face is hot and if he could catch 007 on fire with a stare then he would have done so ages ago, but as it stands all he can do is glare and pretend to be nonplussed.

    “I realize this may be hard for you to understand with your head so far up your arse,” he says, and the thigh pressing against his own makes him feel weak; everything about this ridiculous, arrogant man makes him weak, and angry, “but I am not a woman. I want to make that very clear to you, as it seems somewhere along the line you became unaware.”

    “And as such you are immune to any attempts at seduction or otherwise general appreciation of your body,” Bond finishes for him, with a single, infuriatingly patronizing nod in agreement. The grip on his wrist is careful, but not gentle; Q feels every callous in startling clarity against his skin. “Duly noted.”

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    M held out the file in her hand and Q automatically took it.
    “It needs the new Quartermaster’s signature”.
    The reminder of the Major’s death, the kindly old beta who saw him for him, brought tears to his eyes, and he desperately hoped that the smoke would hide it.
    “... Okay. Who do I give it to?”
    “It’s quite a few years ahead of schedule, and quite frankly I’m not even sure if it’s going to work, but Boothroyd always spoke highly of you and you are one of the very few TSS workers still remaining. I’ve spoken to R, the only survivor with seniority over you, and she is quite adamant to remain in her current position with your approval... Which leaves you”.
    M held out a pen.
    “Quartermaster”.

    Or, “I don’t just have one alpha”. Q grinned, bloody and feral. “I have nine. They’re called the double-0 program; perhaps you’ve heard of them?”

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