*A/n Hey guys! Sorry for the code thing... again. As promised, here's the smut version of the prompt I got, you can read the fluff version on here or my tumblr, titled Are You Ready. This part happens in the same day as part one. And also, someone on here pointed out that a lot of my fics are focused on Sheldon, but this oneshot is from Amy's pov so it should be a pleasing change.

Enjoy, and I will see you guys tomorrow! :D

(Amy's pov)

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We came back from Leonard and Penny's wedding drunk and energized. Not on alcohol, but on love.

I knew Sheldon would think this was cheesy. I thought he might even want to give me a drug test to prove I hadn't been drinking, but in that moment, I didn't care. All I wanted was him.

He stood by the couch after walking in the apartment and his tie was crooked, which I found sexy. I watched as he shrugged off his jacket and bit my lip. Sauntering over to him, I leaned in and ran my fingers through his hair.

I heard him take a deep breath, pulling me to him and holding me really tight. His tie was scratchy beneath me, so I shifted against him and place my hand on his chest, grinning.

My breath tickled his cheek. "Your tie is crooked," I whispered and he smiled sweetly as I spoke. His tongue darted out to lick his lips. In a low voice, he told me to fix it.

I gently pushed him down on the couch, moving to a position where I was sitting on his abs; my legs spread. He watched me carefully, and I trailed my hands along his sides before slowly starting to fiddled with his tie. I straitened it, then tore it completely off.

"Eager much," he said, grinning like an idiot. I nodded and smirked, rubbing my butt against him slowly.

"You're so handsome," I leaned down slowly, cooeing in his ear. I could see him blush. I meant every word I said

"Thank... you,"

I hummed quietly in response, watching him watch my busom and body against him with lustful eyes. Gently he scraped his fingers down my back beneath my dress, and I shivered. A few of his buttons were undone eventually and in the process of gazing at him my lips were pulled to his in the heat of the moment. His grip was strong.

My tongue swiped at his bottom lip in a frenzy. I began to nibble on it, sucking it and slipping my tongue into his mouth. We were playful for a moment, until I broke the kiss to bring my lips to his neck. I heard Sheldon sigh but his hand found my bottom, squeezing it, and in my pleasure, I whimpered.

He squeezed it slowly, teasingly, massaging it and raising his hips to grind against me. By then I'd given him a strong hickey and worked my way to his chest, ripping the remaining clothes off him and exposing his bare skin. I smirked and went back to trailing kisses, a little below his belly button.

Sheldon's fingers burrowed into my hair to stop me and when I looked up he carefully unzipped my dress. We never broke eye contact, and it was off. /

His tie, shirt, pants and the rest laid beside my outfit on the floor, and my eyes fell upon them for a moment. To be honest the tie kind of turned me on, so I bent over to pick it up without getting up.

Sheldon and I sat across from each other on the couch after that, naked and cross legged. The tie laid limply in my hands.

I reached up and replaced it around his neck, smiling at my handsome beauty. Though he looked confused, he grinned like a child and I couldn't keep my lips from his any longer. Soon he was the one pushing me down, hovering and dipping and teasing my body in every way imaginable. We were both tickling each other, giggling and radiating the kind of happiness only an innocent child would have.

That night our love making was slightly clumsy, but as beautiful and imperfect as the tie he was wearing, and would be wearing, to our own wedding night.