“You think you deserve it, don’t you?” he whispered against Lucas’ mouth.
“Push or pull, Q,” Lucas growled in reply; and Q only had time to think that, if this was what Lucas needed, he wouldn’t mind providing it. Then, he stretched up and kissed him, hard.
Lucas tensed even more for a second, as if surprised that this was, in fact, happening. But then, Q felt him let go, just that bit; and there it was, that final piece of the puzzle that was Lucas North.