Bond's Taboo Temptation

Bond, fresh from a mission, finds M in her office, her back to him, pouring two glasses of Scotch. She turns, her eyes meeting his, then flicking down to the gun at his hip. 'I've been thinking about you, 007,' she admits, handing him a glass. Bond takes a sip, his eyes never leaving hers. 'Oh, really?' he asks, a hint of a smirk on his lips. M walks closer, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor. 'Yes,' she says, her voice low, 'I've been thinking about... how you handle things. Roughly. Precisely.' She runs a finger along his jaw, her touch electric. 'Just like this.'

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