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FTEC - Monday Day Shift 6/4

Wilson was yawning more than a little bit as he made his way into the clinic Monday morning.

Also, despite the fact that he was wearing a dress shirt, he was not wearing a tie as the collar of said shirt had been left undone. His neck was a bit sore this morning...no, he wasn't making any effort to hide why his neck was a bit sore this morning.

Some hickies you just wear with pride.

Talking with the on duty nurse, Wilson frowned a little that Gwynn hadn't yet made a break for freedom and sat down with her chart to see if there was anything possibly delying her recovery.

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Wilson considered giving the three of them an infamous biology of sex lecture he'd heard but ~~his mun couldn't find the transcript~~ he decided he didn't want to witness poor Anders die of embaressment.

... again.

Instead he chuckled softly and began to examine the suture sites.

"Well, I must say I am pleased with the progress," he hedged ... teasingly.

"I've been making them take it easy," Bel said, watching. "No exertions, plenty of rest."

Stepping back from the pair, he moved so that he could see all three.

"Well, I wouldn't recommend anything too strenuous," leave the trapese in the closet for a bit. "But I imagine that light exercise at this point would be best so that your muscles don't continue to get lazy. Shall I take out the stitches then?"

"Yes, please, Sib. I'm tired of feeling useless."

Okay, we'll leave the trapeze in the closet, but the trampoline is so coming out.

Mentally filed under the TMI folder!

Smiling, Wilson went to put on gloves and get some scissors and a pair of tweezers.

Luckily stitches were sooo much easier coming out than going in.

~~Oh I get it, talking to your Siblet about your sex life with angels is okay, but your little Siblet mentions anything about hers...~~

Phoebe let James take out Anders's stitches first so they could all make sure he was okay.

Shush. She fusses over them.

~~And who came to whom with a pregnancy scare, young lady??~~

Wilson obeyed this Siblet as it was always easier than disobeying the siblet and in short order Anders was free of some of Wilson's best knitting.

Next up was Phoebe. Wilson was perhaps a little quiet as he worked on her but in the end he had a ready smile.

"There you go, guys. Free of the itch."

Oh, like Anders didn't do the same, with the fussing?

"She's gonna be okay, right?" he asked immediately. "I mean, like, no reason for Bel to worry about us all the time?"

Not that he wouldn't anyway. But you know.

Wilson shot Bel a quick glance and then smiled at Anders and Phoebe.

"You two still need to be aware of the fact that you were gravely injured a couple of weeks ago. A bit of fussing is not out of line but at the same time, it is important to get back into your physical routine, otherwise it's going to get even harder to get back into shape.

"How physical?" Bel asked casually. Or as casually as he could.

Setting his hands on his hips, Wilson eyed the door to make sure it was closed, just for radio sake and then looked at the three of them again.

"You can have sex, just hold off on the bondage for awhile, all right?"

Not that he had any knowledge of ... uh ... bondage. Just ignore the marks on his neck.

....

Poor Anders

Anders made a funny strangled sound that was halfway between an embarrassed cough and a sigh of relief. "Well . . . you did say to get back into our normal physical routine . . ."

Bel coughed and tried to look like he had no idea what Wilson was talking about.

"Use lots of lube," he advised and made shooing motions towards the three of them.

"Yes, sir," Bel said solemnly, then grinned, grabbed Anders and Phoebe's hands, and sped out the door.

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