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Vic had seriously considered begging off his weekly Friday afternoon training session with Noah. It was an at least mildly frustrating experience at the best of times, and today he was sleep deprived and incredibly frustrated to start after most of a week of Sophie waking him up at all hours...and watching mostly-naked Noah dealing with her ninety percent of the time when she did. He was realizing now that he really should have.

Sophie was 'sleeping' quietly against the wall in her little portable bassinet thing, and Noah had Vic bent over and was hovering over him, almost back to chest, as he shifted him where he wanted him. If this was just the beginning Vic was fairly sure he was going to implode well before their usual hour was up, and he made a small, pained sound that had absolutely nothing to do with the stretch Noah was urging him into..