God yes. And yes and yes and yes. Q cries out and moves eagerly, enthusiastically against John, pressing his nails into John's thighs and using his grip on the other man as leverage for his hips.
This is all he ever wants to do, when he sees John. Just be with him, close like this, touching all over. They've only been together -- as together as they'll admit to being -- for three or so months, so Q supposes they're still in the honeymoon stages of things. Perhaps one day they'll settle in and have a real, proper date.