Bond's Office Hours [Friday]

[doubleohblonde]

There was a problem with the heating in Bond's office today. Somehow or the other, the thermostat had gotten stuck at too high a setting, and to further complicate matters, his window was jammed shut.

So after propping the door open, Bond now sat at his desk trying to look as professional as he possibly could while working without a shirt.

[Open! Not so much now as he's sliding towards NWS-ness with his visitor.]

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[doubleohblonde]

That was a tragedy indeed, one that he really was going to have to do something about.
Just as soon as he'd finished exploring all the skin that had been hiding under Daisy's blouse.

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

Although, really, it was a blouse that Daisy owned, so it probably hadn't been hiding at that much.

But what it was hiding was fabulous.

And James could very well take his time there; she was sliding her hands 'round front to take care of the tragic pants situation.

[doubleohblonde]

Bond, and perhaps more importantly, his mouth, were in complete agreement about the fabulousness of those particular parts of Daisy.

And if he shifted to give Daisy a better angle on his trousers, well, he had it on good authority that some of his own parts were also fabulous.