"I wonder that sometimes." And if his street cred wasn't gone before, it certainly is now. John can't bloody help it -- Q's got this perfect mouth and it's goddamn ridiculous, and his throat is sort of tingling now but in a really nice way.
He takes another kiss or possibly twenty (it's hard to keep track), fingers happily threading through Q's for a moment before he gets lost in all that touching again and eventually just curves his hands around Q's ass because it's a very nice ass and clearly deserves some attention.