Authors Note: Im back. I could never stay away from you fellow Shenny's for to long. The characters may have moments where they are OC but I will do my best to make sure it is few and far between. Prepare to explore a darker, more sexual side of Shenny. And as always, please leave a review. They make my day.
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He could feel his limitations reaching its capacity as Penny stared up at him from his spot. Her green eyes found his blue ones and without words she tilted her head to the side as if in an unspoken challenge. He felt his hand clench around the cool plastic of his water bottle.
She had been insufferable since Leonards departure to the North Pole. She had spent every waking minute for the last three days plucking his last nerve as his mother would say. The first day since Leonards departure- she had come over to his place stolen his milk, rearranged his medicine cabinet (because thats the thing to do when you cant find the Tylenol Penny) and painting her toenails on their coffee table. The first day alone she received two strikes to which she simply told him she wasnt taking his stupid course if she were to obtain a third.
He cleared his throat, his adams apple bobbing as he tried to collect himself and remain unaffected by her ability to agitate him.
"Penny. You do remember youve already obtained two strikes a week ago. It would be a shame if you did not relinquish my spot and have to take my class."
She just smiled up at him, her canines digging into her bottom lip more playfully than worriedly. "I already told you Moonpie. Im not taking that stupid class."
His knuckles were turning white at the grip in which he held to water bottle. An urge he realized was crawling up his abdomen to anchor in his chest. An urge to put her in her place. The urge was subdued instantly as his father's image flashed through his head, and he released a resigned sigh as he stared toward Penny.
"Penny, please?" He hoped that his use of please would indicate his desire to end the situation and make amends, though he clearly wasnt the one antagonizing the other and was by no means in the wrong.
She stared at him for a long moment as if seriously considering the statement before shaking her head defiantly.
"Make me." her voice held a teasing under-tone, but at that particular moment Sheldon felt anything but playful. He was certain that his blood had managed to raise a fragment higher, the expression that his blood was boiling teased at his mind and he did something that surprised him, he put his hands around Pennys shoulders and in one quick movement pushed her back out of his spot just enough for him to get into it before his arms pulled her stomach first over his lap.
The action alone took only a moment, but he was panting and his legs trembled slightly at Pennys being thrown over him. He bent down next to her ear, putting a sharp elbow into her back.
"Amy tried to manipulate me once and it wouldnt have been suitable enough punishment for her deceptiveness either."
Penny didnt try to move. She wasnt sure if it was the shock of his words, or his actions but she found herself laying submissively splayed across Sheldon. It took her a minute to process the situation before she found her voice- and just as she was about to ask him what the hell he was doing and if she really wanted him to go Nebraskan on her ass.
It happened.
His hand connected with her ass, the sensation sending tingles of pain and pleasure as her dress rose up slightly on her hips. She was unexpected for the arousal to flood through her, as to she had been spanked before while she was riding a man- but it had never turned her on before. Never, not once.
And once again she froze, as he brought his hand down again. This time she let out a gasp, her eyes widening- much to her disapproval, she found her fingers digging into the arm of the couch.
"Sheldon what the hell are you...?" She hated that her voice was a whisper instead of a jab. She went to move but his right arm held her steady over his lap while his right raised again to strike her.
"You gave me no choice Penny." he murmured darkly. "You know the rules."
His hand connected with the soft cotton of her panties and again she was forced to attempt to bite back her arousal, something she very rarely, if ever had to do. She had a vague image of how this must somehow be wrong- Leonard would have a fit. She should be having a fit and even though Sheldon isnt...
Another slap, and she swallowed hard, her eyes closing and she unwillingly shifted her ass just slightly into the air.
Sheldon isnt doing this as a sexual act. Its suppose to be a punishment. Surely it will be over and she could very easily pretend that.
Another one.
His hand connected with the cotton fabric and this time, it was Sheldon who swallowed. Penny was exhibiting physical signs of arousal. Her eyes, when open were dilated, her face was flushing and her body was... moving to embrace the contact instead of refrain from it.
It wasn't the fact that she was responding to it that surprised him. It was the fact that he was responding to her response that was surprising him. He could feel himself hardening with each slap on her bottom and of her trying to show her restraint.
This is not how he wanted things to go, and while he was trying to recite numbers to calm himself down, he knew at this point there was no denying that Penny was feeling him against her stomach. She knew, and there was no way to hide the evidence. He closed his eyes at let out a shuttering breath as if trying to reign himself in- his hand softly cupping her surely at least somewhat sore bottom. His fingers lingered there, trailing down slightly brushing the heat of her sex as he raised her hand in the air.
She could feel his erection pressing against her stomach, and her eyes nearly bugged out of her head at its presence. She hadnt expected him to be correct in his statement that he was indeed fully functional and what (swallow) felt aesthetically pleasing.
But then his fingers brushed her sex just enough to make her want to scream. She bit the inside of her cheek as she resisted the urge to beg him to just touch her. The alarms in her brain were screaming but her body was betraying her and as much as she knew that he should stop. She just hoped somehow he wouldnt. She wasnt quite sure if she was intentionally trying to please him as well, or if it was a physical urge to cause him similar distress to what he was doing to her, she shifted forward and than backwards consciously (or unconsciously- she really couldnt tell) rubbing his erection.
The arching of her body made him tilt his head back ever so slightly, his head gently hitting the back of the couch. He needed to regain control of the situation he realized, but it was the first stimulation hed ever received that hadnt been his own hand.
His hand came down harder this time and he lowered his head to her ear. "Count. Every time I hit you." He all but growled, "You dont count. Ill spank you again. Do you understand?"
Her breathing quickened and she shifted unconsciously at his command, causing a surge of pleasure to shoot into his groin. He grabbed her hair loosely, forcing her to tilt her head up to him. "Tell me you understand Penny."
She stared at him, green eyes foggy and wide with lust, and to the best of her ability within the position Penny could do nothing but nod.
He nodded slowly adjusting her head more comfortably on the couch arm and untangling her blonde hair through his long fingers. His left hand raised and came down unexpectedly and she let out a shaky groan and he slapped her again immediately, much harder his erection pressing urgently into her abdomen.
"Count Penny."
His hand came down again, and she let out a soft, tremblingly. "One."
It wasnt until she had managed to reach "Five" (double the time it took to get to five, mind you) did she squeak out. "Sheldon please."
He stared at her curiously, his breathing ragged and his hand slightly red as he looked at her. The friction of his jeans and the pressure of Pennys abdomen mixed with her soft movements and the action of his head touching her soft bottom repeatidly had him completely lust driven and only slightly oblivious of her desires. He didnt know what per'se she wanted but she knew it must be the same as him.
More.
He could feel his orgasm impending and figured she as well must be close. He mulled this over for a minute, tracing soft circles on the curves of her ass as he gently trailed his hand towards her entrance, a single long finger pushing the fabric against her opening.
She moaned at the soft intrusion even barricaded by the cotton of her pink panties, it was such a relief to be touched directly.
"You're wet." he said softly, her panties swimming from the spanking and embarrassment flooded her slightly, even though it was clear he to was clearly getting an intense amount of enjoyment from this.
She looks down into the couch and mumbles something softly, and if not for his Vulcan hearing, he wouldnt have heard it.
"You made me that way."
His finger retracts from her sex and his palm lands flat on her ass again, and without any prompting or reminders Penny squeaks out a breathy "Six"
He starts a new rhythm of dipping into brush her sex every time he finishes off a spanking, and Penny is squirming against his erection every time he dips to her heat- he finds himself lingering there longer each time as her counting becomes moans instead of breathy.
He's not sure how he can tell but he knows she's close. He can almost feel it in her body as well as he can feel himself. He has never been so tightly strung and he cant quite remember how they got here. And he remembers everything. The thought alarms him vaguely but with a flex of Pennys abdomen and a moan of "Nine" the thought is completely forgotten.
"Penny" he mumbles. "I need you to cum for me." as he dips two fingers beneathe the cotton of her fabric. His long fingers only brushing across her clit and her body forces her to obey. His left hand planting its last and final strike on her bottom.
She screams convulsing against him and she herself forces the great Sheldon Cooper to cum in his jeans.
The tensions thick in the room as the two regain there breathing. It isn't until their chests have slowed do they realize what they have done, falling away from each other as if the other had a deadly disease and separating with Flash speed one to the bathroom, the other in a mad dash across the hall.
A/N: My first real atempt at flat out detailed smut. Hope it wasnt to awful and youll be back for chapter two.