A man dressed entirely in black dropped to the floor as you quickly reloaded your Walther P99 9millimetre short hand gun, and dropped to the ground, rolling behind a stack of empty wooden crates. You stopped, listening for footsteps. None.
Suddenly there was the rasp of someone's breathing right beside your right ear. You wheeled, weapon clutched tightly between your nimble fingers but your arms were knocked to the side and the Walther was knocked from your grasp.
MI6 Quartermaster x reader
Ben Whishaw Q (Skyfall/Spectre)
Daniel Craig Bond
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The plot belongs to me.