Well of course, and so would Q, but he simply means the next time he has to work and can't make it to John. And he'll teach John how to make technology work in their favour, for nights when they can't quite wait to be in each other's arms physically.
"Oh fuck John, yes." He grabs the lubricant and slicks his fingers up, reaching between his own thighs and working a finger into himself with a high pitched whine.