Tales from Oundle House
Title: Tales from Oundle House
Author: gwyllion
Genre: Canon era
Pairing: 00Q
Rating: R
Words: 100
Warning: None
A/N: Tales from Oundle House was written for the 007 Fest of 2019’s Fluff Prompt Table Free Space, using the prompt: Earth.
Disclaimer: I did not create these characters. No disrespect intended. No profit desired, only muses.
Comments: Comments are welcome anytime, thanks so much for reading!
Bond couldn’t stay away.
Q’s computer gave the dark bullpen a soft glow every Thursday night after the minions left in anticipation of an easy Friday.
Bond would pour two glasses of Scotch and they would talk about boarding school.
They laughed about starched white shirts.
Phone calls home from the headmaster.
Smoking cigarettes behind the library.
Getting caught.
Late nights.
Similar experiences, despite their difference in years and campuses.
When Bond finally ended up in Q’s bed, he knew he was in good hands.
Q went to boarding school.
Of course he knew how to give a stellar blowjob.
Author: gwyllion
Genre: Canon era
Pairing: 00Q
Rating: R
Words: 100
Warning: None
A/N: Tales from Oundle House was written for the 007 Fest of 2019’s Fluff Prompt Table Free Space, using the prompt: Earth.
Disclaimer: I did not create these characters. No disrespect intended. No profit desired, only muses.
Comments: Comments are welcome anytime, thanks so much for reading!
Bond couldn’t stay away.
Q’s computer gave the dark bullpen a soft glow every Thursday night after the minions left in anticipation of an easy Friday.
Bond would pour two glasses of Scotch and they would talk about boarding school.
They laughed about starched white shirts.
Phone calls home from the headmaster.
Smoking cigarettes behind the library.
Getting caught.
Late nights.
Similar experiences, despite their difference in years and campuses.
When Bond finally ended up in Q’s bed, he knew he was in good hands.
Q went to boarding school.
Of course he knew how to give a stellar blowjob.