A/N: I don't own any of The Bang Theory characters and I am not making any money from writing this.
Please forgive any minor spelling or grammar mistakes, English is not my native language.
FanGirlMagic, thank you for your kind words and great idea, I will probably use it, but others don't be afraid to write your ideas, I may use them too and make a combination. I don't have time for beta right now-I am barely having time to write-but if that changes, I will let you know.
I would usually update sooner, but things were crazy with school and stuff. I know this chapter isn't as long as the first one, but I hope it is good anyway.
You are probably wondering: where is Raj in all this? I'll include him, don't worry.
Amy came home as quick as possible. She needed to do her best to control herself-every second her arousal would increase, and even hiting a bump on the road would make her close to climaxingasdvb.
Of course, when she got home, she first needed to use a toilet, take off her clothes, and brush her teeth. And then, she got on work.
She sat down on the chair, shivering when ahe felt cold plastic against sensitive skin covering her butt, took Gerard and pressed the ON button, while she started devising the fantasy in her head.
"Amy? What are you doing here?"
She suddenly found herself in Sheldon's bathroom. He was standing in front of her, with nothing but a pair of briefs on, his hard on forming a huge bulge on the middle of them. She looked around and suddenly realized that her top is gone. She had nothing on: no T-shirt, bra, anything.
Sheldon kept eying her for a second more, than started walking toward her.
She gently slipped Gerard down her panties. When she first felt it brushing against her wet womanhood, thousands of pleasant shivers hit her body and she almost fell off the chair.
"Amy... you are not dressed properly", Sheldon said once he was standing just few inches away from Amy, his face alarmingly close to hers.
"You are not much better either", Amy dared to say, only to feel herself shivering when Sheldon shoot her his dark, almost dangerous look.
"This is my apartment, Amy! My bathroom. I have right to do whatever I want here, with someone or alone." He smirked and gently stroked her right cheek, moving her hairs away from her face and causing her forehead to moinstein with sweat. Then he smirked. "You are getting pit control Amy. Don't you think I noticed? You keep pushing me into things I am not interested, you no longer obey... enough." His fingers trailed down her neck as he gently pressed his fingertips against her throat area. "Now... what should I do about that?"
"You can do... anything you want... to me", Amy barely manages to whisper as she felt her insides heating. "After all... I am only yours... all yours Sheldon..."
"Sheldon...", she moaned as she pushed Gerard up her pussy, where it gently brushed against her swollen clit, causing a wave of pleasure to wash over her. Warm wet pre cum started rolling down her legs as she started humping Gerard in desperate need for release, while caressing her own breasts with other hand and imagining that Sheldon is doing it.
His hand trailed down to her chest area, just above her breasts. "Amy... coitus is dirty, and messy. I don't understand why you want it so much."
"So, there is something you don't understand?", Amy asked playfully. Sheldon trailed his hand to her left breast and squeezed it hard, causing her to moan in mixture of pain and pleasure.
"Don't be sassy with me, woman!", he almost screamed, still pressing his hand hard against her breast. He moved his mouth toward her right ear, his warm breath pressed against her sensitive pale skin. "It's not a very good idea, Amy, to be a bad girl." Then he moved away and looked her straight in the eyes, his hand trailing down to her navel surronded with sweat drops. "Just out of curiosity... what do you think of when you masturbate?"
Feeling that she is close to climaxing, she started humping Gerard, trying to make it as intense possible.
Amy could barely believe her ears.
"Why... do you want to know that... Sheldon?"
Sheldon blushed a little, but remained cool and calm.
"Just answer, Amy. I'm the boss here."
Only that last sentence almost pushed Amy over the edge. She took a deep breath before answering, trying to think of the right words.
"I... I am imagining us... naked..." Suddenly, Sheldon took of his briefs and started jacking his cock, still keeping an eye contact with her. "I... I am imagining you... kissing me... French kissing me... while we are both naked... talking... how you want... like... to fuck me... hard... Sheldon..."
"Sheldon!", she screamed as she clinaxed, her juices wrapping around Gerard and her hand throbbing due to intensity of her orgasm, providing her even more stimulation.
And then, it was over. In matter of seconds. Just like that. And despite the release, her sexual frustration was even more increased, because she knew that she only experienced orgasm using a fantasy and lifeless object, and how low chances of that actually happening in real life are.
It was confusing and weird and frustrating, but she simply couldn't help herself. She groaned in frustration and stepped in the shower.
#
Next day, Amy had to take a day of in order to take care of Sheldon. Last night, Sheldon sent her ankther e-mail with instructions, so she was holding a grocery bag again. She couldn't get to his apartment exactly on time, but she hoped that he wouldn't notice.
*knock* Sheldon?
"Come in!", Sheldon answered. Doors were unlocked. She walked in the apartment, closing the doors behind. Sheldon was sitting on the couch, on his spot. As soon as she turned facing him, he gave her critical, judgemental look.
"You are late", he exclaimed. Amy's stomach sinked as she looked at her wrist watch.
"I'm only two minutes la...", she started, then stopped and sighed, knowing that there is no point arguing. "I'm sorry. It won't happen again."
"I hope so", Sheldon said. "And now, lets get on the work. Check my temperature."
Amy sat on the couch next to Sheldon and put a grocery bag down on the floor. She took out a thermometer a wrapped in a plastic bag from her purse, took it out of the bag and checked Sheldon's temperature.
"Well, it's about the same as it was yesterday", she exclaimed.
Sheldon glared at her.
"About the same?"
Amy took a deep breath, then explained: "Yesterday, it was 100.4 degrees Fahrenheit. Today, it is 100.2 degrees Fahrenheit."
"Then you were supposed to say it like that right away!", Sheldon said. "It can literally make the difference between life and death!"
Amy tried to say "I'm sorry" again, but she simply couldn't. Luckily, Sheldon had other things on his mind.
"Did you purchusae new package of wet wipes?"
"Yes."
"And new bottle of Purell?"
"Yes."
"Alright. Due to my condition, I need little more calorical breakfast. I want you two make me two scrambled eggs..."
Suddenly, he stopped and started staring at her for few seconds in silence.
"What?", Amy asked.
"Aren't you going to write that down?"
Feeling rage burning inside of her, Amy picked up notepad and pen from her purse and started writing down what Sheldon was saying.
"Like I said, two scrambled eggs, four slices of bacon, fried on an olive oil, because I don't want to risk getting a heart attack. Then french toast, and two tomatoes. Fresh orange juice for a drink. For a lunch, for a change, vegetable soup, containing: carrots, cerel, cabbage and onion. For a lunch, like yesterday, spaghetti with little hot dogs and chocolate Yoohoo. For a dinner, I would like to have a toast with honey applyied on it and blueberry tea, without a honey, but with some lemon juice. Did you write everything down?"
"Yes", Amy said, putting her notebook and pen down on the coffee table.
"Well, then you better start making me breakfast. You have all ingredients in the fridge."
Amy sighed, stood up and went in the kitchen, then opened the fridge and started looking for ingredients.
She couldn't blame Sheldon, really. He was taking care of her while she was sick. And she did sign The Relationship Agreement. No matter how annoying some things that she is doing for him are, she agreed on doing that.
Still, she couldn't realize why was he always refusing to engage in anything physically intimate with her. She knew that she shouldn't feel that way-he felt that away about everyone, not just her. But still, it didn't hurt her less. She knew that Sheldon would never hurt her intentionally, but she would still wake up every morning with hope that he will finally give her what she wants today, and lay in bed every night with feeling of disappointment.
#
Leonard woke up to a sound of his Iphone alarm clock, at seven am. Penny was still spooned against him, still asleep despire the alarm, small smile formed on her lips. He ran his fingers through her blonde hair and smiled. He simply loved waking up to her: if nothing else, it was great motivation for him to give the best of himself while living through the day, having a good reason too.
He knew that most of his friends and other people he knows and works with envy him because Penny is his girlfriend. He also knew that most of them think they are only together because of sex. But he also knew it was more than that.
Maybe it was just because of sex, at first. But now, it was much more than that. They've been through a lot and got to know each other better, to accept each other with their flaws. They saw each other sad and happy, brave and confused, lots of times, they were there for each other, lots of timesss. Maybe they didn't have much in common, but they were trying to understand each other's needs, desires and interests. Even if they didn't always succeed at that, they managed to understand what makes them do and want things that they do and want.
Sex... strangely, Leonard no longer even thought about it as the critical, very important part of their relationship: it was more like a bonus or a treat, something that makes great relationship even better. He was still doing his best to please her, but he no longer thought of it as the best or most important thing in relationship they had.
He couldn't imagine his life without her. No matter how serious and kinda scary it sounds, he simply couldn't, not anymore. Sometimes, he would look back at his life and wondered how he managed to live through something without Penny.
He hoped that Penny feels the same.
Suddenly realizing that he still didn't read Alex's text, he slid his hand toward his pants that were laying on the floor, carefully so he won't wake up Penny, picked up his Iphone and read the text.
Meet me at the cafeteria today at 11 am. We need to talk.
It sounded sort of... too serious? Professional? But Leonard didn't think that something bad is happening. He kissed Penny on the lips and went to make them breakfast. Today, Penny didn't need to wake up as early as he did, so he decided not to wake her up yet.
#
As they were having breakfast, Bernadette stoppedeating, raised her head and looked Howard in the eyes.
"Howard... I need to talk to you about something", she said, and Howard felt cold sweat rolling down his back.
"Is it because my internet history?", he asked. "Because Raj uses my laptop a lot and you know how weird he can be when it comes to..."
Bernadette glared at him. "It's not about that, Howard", she said, causing him to sigh in relief. "I... I may need to travel. In Miami."
Howard frowned. That wasn't something he expected.
"Only for a month. Due to microbiology research. I won't know for sure till the next week. Married people don't need to go, but it's really important for my carrier. A one-time life opportunity. Like..." She bit her lower lip. She wanted to mention him going to space, but she knew that would be an emotional blackmail. "It's very important."
Howard felt himself shivering. He knew that Bernadette had it rough while he was in space, but thought about being without her for a month was very unsetteling for him.
"It's OK", he said. "It's your carrier. It's... opporrunity you get once in a lifetime. Like when I went to space."
Knowing how he must feel, she gently hold his hand and gave him a warm look.
"It's not sure yet. And if I need to travel, we'll make it. I'm sure."
Howard smiled.
"Thank you. I know we will."
#
Leonard quickly noticed Alex sitting at the table in very corner of cafeteria, drinking coffee and sorting through some papers. He sat at her table, opposite to her.
"Hi...", he said. "You wanted to see me?"
"Yes", she said, raising her head and looking him in the eyes. "We have a problem."