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[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Okay...who put what in the water?

Is there anybody NOT getting some action tonight?

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[leeadama.livejournal.com]

Patience? PATIENCE?! WHAT IF THE WORLD ENDS?! *muffled sigh*

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Okay, screw the patience. STRENGTH TRAINING STAT. *more comforting pats*

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

How does one train for emotional strength, Oh Wise Anders? *is very grateful*

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Hey, find your own personal trainer, man, I'm booked. Just sayin'. *slips Lee another Kleenex*

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

Do you have any advice, though? *blows nose again*

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

If I were you? I'd start working on improving your flexibility. *nods* *massages, omgdirty*

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

My flexibility? How so? As in bendiness or ability to deal with a crisis and not be freakishly strong willed about it? *does not whimper, omg*

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Um. Yes. And yes. It's okay, baby. Let it all out.

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

You're so nice to me today, Anders. *makes quite a pleased noise as Anders continues to massage with his strong hands, omg*

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

What can I say? I had a really, really good night. I'm feeling generous. *continues to massage, omg, must hear more of those pleased noises*

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

Lee refuses to show how this statement has made him furiously jealous again, argh! MUST LEARN "That's nice, Anders." Omgods your hands are MAGIC.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Or it could be just a natural talent. I don't know if they teach that sort of thing. You have no idea, baby.

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

Hrm. Natural...You could always show me.... baby.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Could be, could be. Oh, I could. With the right amount of temptation.

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

Well the gods have certainly blessed you with many talents. Oh, really? What kind of temptation would suit your fancy, stud?

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Thank you. I like to think that. You're just going to have to find out, aren't you?

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

*basks in the glory that is Anders* And enjoy every agonizing moment of it.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

*is quite unaware of the basking, merely what appears to be an awkward silence* Well then, don't let me keep you from your research.

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

*sighs softly* *tackles*

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

*yawns and stretches* *cannot be tackled quite so easily by Wee!Lee*

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

*admires* *worries that this task is impossible as Anders is so tall*

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

*unconsciously reinforces certain insecurities of Lee's* *doesn't even notice the tackle attempt* Trying to put your hands there already? So forward. My my.

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

*hates self* I am not a master of the subtle, Samuel.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

*continues reinforcing* You should try it sometime. You'd be surprised, Gideon.

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

*ponders suicide* I think you're just a frakkin' tease, Sammie.