http://doesdoctorstuff.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] doesdoctorstuff.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandom_clinic2013-01-24 08:40 am
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Fandom Clinic, Thursday

He held her close to his large, muscular, glistening, broad, gleaming, oiled, tanned, toned, and hairless chest. "Doctor," he whispered, his voice low and husky and deep and sensuous. "I need your help. I have a most painful swelling."

Navaan was so proud of herself. This story was coming along even better than she’d hoped. It was gripping and sexy and showcased being a doctor perfectly! Best part? She was getting it done early, so Carl Crankypants wouldn’t have to come up here and sigh at her and talk and talk and talk and talk and talk and talk at her about stuff.

She always meant to listen to what he was saying, but then he’d keep talking and she’d get distracted. Their conversations would be so much easier if he’d just have sex instead of being boring. He should really fix that. It was a personality flaw.

Sure, there were probably doctor stuff to do, but Navaan was in the grip of a super-amazing story. There were plenty of leeches. If someone needed medical attention, surely they could help themselves!

Wait--no. Patients meant that she'd have someone besides the nurses to bounce ideas off of!

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