Annabelle Fielding-Black had been sitting with her uncle Dr. James Wilson, waiting for Rowan to come out for lunch. She looked to Wilson and said to him. “Seriously, I can see your affection for her and I know for sure that she has an affection for you. Why can’t you just let your hair down, even for one night?” She raised an eyebrow before smiling to Cuddy as she came over to them. She nodded when the other woman acknowledged her. “Cuddy.” She heard what they all said in regards to Rowan, starting with Cuddy and going down the line with everyone that was in the circle of friends that came by. She smirked and looked to Wilson. “Atleast it’s not just me trying to push you out of your comfort zone.”
Dr. James Wilson listened to annabelle go on and on since he came out of the observation room. Quite frankly, he loved her but he was seriously getting annoyed by everything. Part of him knew they were all right, but he was never going to admit it to them. He just had his own code, one that he knew that none of the others shared, but that he still strived to honor… even if it drove him insane. "Hate to say it Anna, but it's not your business what I do or don't do."
Annabelle smirked and c*cked her head to the side. "oh but it is my business. You're my business and she most definitely is my business." She winked and then added in. "Alright, so I'll play. If not her then who? You haven't got laid in a long time and let's face it, you really need to get that motor rolling again. What's it been? Years?"
Wilson leaned his head forward and rubbed his temples in irritation. "Why is it that everyone thinks that I need to have sex to relax?" He shook his head and sighed. "no offense but there are other things."
Annabelle chuckled and shook her head. "Other things, maybe. Though none strong enough to loosen you up other some days of hot and heavy mind blowing, back breaking, Earth shattering, good ol fashioned sex. Who better to do that with than the woman who's been drooling over you and who you can't keep your eyes off of?" No sooner than she said that, she saw Rowan walking towards them. She stood up and smirked wickedly as she looked her up and down. "That's ok, I was just chatting, waiting for you to finish up. You ready to hit the road?"
Wilson looked up when he heard Rowan's voice, having had been trying to avoid Annabelle's gaze the whole time she was ragging on him. He gave a small smile as he nodded, clearing his throat before he said. "Alright, thanks. I'll go look them over shortly."
Annabelle leaned down to whisper to Wilson. "Stop being such a chicken." She stood back up and went to Rowan. "Of course I am." However when Rowan and House collided, she gave him a bit of a look before saying to House. "You might wanna talk some sense into your husband because he sure as hell isn't listening to anyone else." She left it at that before going with Rowan out of the hospital.
Wilson rolled his eyes when he saw Annabelle and House exchange words. He gave Dr. Gregory House a look before saying exasperatedly. "Don't even think of having a go." However, he left the entire comment about if he was going to go after Rowan himself. He wanted to, he really did. Not to mention the constant input from everyone else was starting to break down his self control.
Not long afterwards, Wilson had gone back to his desk and started going through the paperwork on his desk. He saw Rowan come in with a bag of food. "Well thank you both." He looked in the bag to see fried chicken and he swallowed hard, thinking back to his conversation with Annabelle earlier. He made a mental note to give Annabelle a piece of his mind when he gets the chance. He watched Rowan as she walked over to him. He swallowed hard, but tried to hide it. "Um just going over the paperwork that you put on my desk to get it out of the way." However when he felt her starting to massage him he tensed up at first before slowly relaxing into the feeling of her hands working his muscles. "Oh…yeah…very good." He felt her lean over and her hot breath moving by his ear. His hand slipped and knocked the cup of pens onto the floor. "I'm, uh, sorry." He bent down to pick the pens you with her legs right next to his face.
Annabelle had walked back into the hospital once Cuddy had come out to tell her that Rowan deserved a few hours away because of the surgery earlier. Part of her was suspicious but the other part of her was excited. Little did she know that this person that she thought was Cuddy, wasn't her at all. It was infact Charles Meade under an illusion spell. She made her way over to Rowan's office that connected with Wilson's. She raised an eyebrow as she glanced towards Wilson's office before looking back to Rowan. "Well, I started to go, but decided against it. Plus we have permission to step away for a few hours." She winked and looked to Rowan with a heated, seductive look.
Annabelle had leaned over to kiss Rowan passionately in front of Wilson to see what reaction he would give them but also to prove her point that she had made earlier. Not to mention she really did love the taste of Rowan's kisses. She slid her arm to wrap around the small of the brunette's back. They only made it as far as about halfway down the hallway before Annabelle pushed the other woman into a Janitor's closet and locked the door. After she did that, she turned and focused on on the sexy woman Infront of her. At the same time that the other woman stripped her down, Annabelle pulled off the other woman's shirt, unclipped her bra and threw it to the side. Next, she undid Rowan's pants and pushed them down with the underwear.
Annabelle moaned into the kiss as she felt Rowan's fingers moving along her entrance. She moved the other woman backwards towards the wall as she deepened the kiss. She slid her hands over every inch of the other woman's skin. She started to kiss down her body starting from her lips to her ear, to her neck, to her shoulders, to her breasts then her stomach. Finally, she moved to put Rowan's legs on her shoulders as she started kissing her inner thigh. Not long after she began kissing along her entrance and sliding her tongue over the outside of her entrance. Suddenly she pressed her tongue into her and ate her out. After a short while, she entered a couple fingers inside of her, moving them at the same time that she ate her out.
Charles Meade had been back for quite a while, though to be honest he hadn't really left, he just flew under the radar until the opportunities presented themselves to him. Such as him buying out the hospital that Rowan worked in among other things. So that day he decided to put his plan into action, starting with him gifting Rowan and speaking with her earlier to disguising himself as Cuddy to send Annabelle back in to Rowan which also kept Rowan and Wilson from crossing that line. He was staying off to the shadows, watching Rowan's every move.
Later that night, no matter how much Wilson had tried to put all the comments out of his mind. The ones from Annabelle and House seemed to get to him the most. It was driving him crazy so he decided to go to the Therapy room with his shirt off. He walked towards the hot tub, set the settings and kicked on the jets before taking his pants off before walking into the hot tub without anything but his boxers. He leaned his head back and rested his arms on the edge of the hot tub. However, he nearly jumped out of his skin the moment he heard her stunning voice say his name. At least he's able to admit it to himself, just no one else … he's got it bad.
Wilson cleared his throat and said. "I thought you'd be gone." He watched as she got into the hot tub. "Um yeah sure, feel free to join me." He swallowed hard as she started turning up her seduction for him. He bit his lip and tried as hard as he possibly could to try and keep his control. However when she started massaging him and feeling her entrance rubbing against his growing erection, he gripped the edges of the hot tub harder. He was unsure of how much longer he could even bare to hold himself back. He let out an involuntary groan of pleasure as he climaxed for what would be the first time that night. He saw her turn away from him and he reached out to grab her arm. He looked at her with eyes darkened by desire as he said in a bit of a gravelly voice. "My turn."
He wrapped his arm around her as he backed her up against the side of the hot tub. He leaned forward and kissed her passionately. He pulled her bra and underwear off, tossing them on top of his boxers. He moved in-between her legs and entered a couple fingers inside of her, moving them around as if to make sure her body was ready for him. After a couple moments he took a deep breath and went under the water as he started eating her out at the same time. When he worked her to her first climax, he sat back up and pulled her into a passionate kiss. Without much warning he slowly entered her, moving slowly and teasingly at first before picking up the pace.
Charles saw this all play out and he gritted his teeth. He didn't mind Annabelle and Rowan getting together for the most part, but for Wilson to come in and just take Rowan like that made his blood boil. Whether that's how it happened or not, it's how he viewed it. That Rowan was still his and only his and Wilson just tried to steal her away from him. That only made him realize he had to really step up his game and maybe speed it along a little faster.
