I will do the 'unseen chapter' for juliadelg and 'guest' JHope you guys enjoy. Thank you for reading and reviewing. Much love!xxx
(This will be set the same as the 'Locomotive Manipulation' however, I will be changing it slightly. I own nothing!) I also decided to write this in a different fashion. I hope it still flows just as well and that it isn't too weird! I wanted to experiment.

It had been a year since that fateful Valentine's night and Sheldon, Amy, Bernadette and Howard were aboard the vintage train. Sheldon was loving every minute of it.

"Amy, this is magnificent. Thank you so much, this truly has been the best Valentine's Day ever!" Sheldon stated; turning towards Amy slightly and taking her hand in his, he kissed each knuckle softly. Howard and Bernadette looked on at their friends, amazed at the change Amy had managed with Sheldon throughout the past year.

"Bernie, there is a cart with a glass ceiling so you can see the stars. Shall we go and take a look?" Howard asked Bernadette after they finished dinner. The couples enjoyed pleasant chit chat but it was Valentine's Day and both couples understood that.

"Of course Howie, that sound's so romantic!" Bernadette looked excited. She kissed Howard on the lips softly and the couple made their way towards the carriage.

"Amy, this has surprisingly been a wonderful night. This was so thoughtful of you!" Sheldon exclaimed. The couple had come a long way since their last Valentine's Day. Although they started exploring the physical side of their relationship, they had yet to engage in coitus because they were too embarrassed and scared to do so. They had come close on several occasions; Christmas, New Years, Birthdays and Date Nights, but they stopped their urge and just went to sleep, using cold showers and, in Sheldon's case, Kohlinar to exempt their sexual desires. Even though Amy used Gerard, Sheldon still had no idea and she preferred to keep it that way. She had come close to telling him in her rant but decided it would not be a good idea and pushed it to the back of her mind. Sheldon had enquired about her two toothbrushes but she said she preferred to use one in the morning and a different one in the evening. He seemed satisfied and that was the end of the inquisition about her quirky side.

"That's okay Sheldon. I wanted to do something romantic; something special." Amy stated. She looked into Sheldon's eyes and realised the now familiar look of sexual desire upon them.

"The train has now reached its destination. Please enjoy your evening and depart the train safely, minding the gap between the train and the platform edge." The tannoy sounded above them.

"Come on; let's get back to the bed and breakfast. I have something I want to do…" Sheldon leaned in and seductively whispered in Amy's ear, gradually leaning down to kiss her on the lips.

"Hoo!" Amy announced. That was all she needed to hear. She grabbed Sheldon's hand and led him back to the bed and breakfast.

Once there, they rushed up to their room – it was a double room, meeting Sheldon's requirements. The bed was a King Size with 4 four pillows, a balcony and an en-suite bathroom. It was basic but it was all they needed.

Amy opened the door and Sheldon held onto her hand. As soon as Sheldon was in the room, he spun Amy around and pinned her against the wall. "Oh Amy!" Sheldon whispered against her skin.

Sheldon's point of view.

I don't ever want to let her go. She really is amazing. I love her. I really do. I can feel my body reacting to her, her scent enveloping my senses, her beautiful soft silky hair glides through my fingers, her pearly white skin entices me to break it's pure innocence, her curvature of her hips is fascinating but most of all, I want to see what is underneath. Find out what beauty lies hidden in these layers of clothes. I look into her eyes and all I see is love with a hint of desire for me. It sets me on fire. Her emerald eyes shine, her cheeks slightly flushed and her lips plump and inviting for a kiss. I can see light speckles of brownie and I am sure the brownie will taste even more delicious if it comes from her lips. I take the plunge and kiss her. It stirs my stomach and my groin reacts, my erection growing and influencing my desire for Amy. I gently ask permission so as to not scare her. After all, we are about to experience something we have never experienced before. She lets me, thank the lord. I really should not be saying that, but hey ho! I love my girlfriend and it's high time I show her.

I gently stroke her tongue; this is the part I love about kissing. I was right; the taste of the brownie is magnificent now. I really should write to the chef and let him know that it tastes magnificent coming from my girlfriend's mouth. I place my hands either side of her head for balance and I feel Amy's hands snake their way tentatively around my waist. She has always been considerate like this, but I wish she knew how much I don't mind her touch anymore. It electrocutes my body and makes me feel warm and gooey inside. I love her touch now. Her saliva. Her breath on my neck. I wish she would pluck up the courage and kiss it. We continue kissing, doing our own dance with our tongues; we have a rhythm now and I thoroughly enjoy it. I can feel my erection growing, pressing against my boxers and straining to be released.

I softly place my lips on her face, caressing her flushed cheeks and I feel her smile slightly against my lips. I gently move us backwards towards the bed, taking her off of the door and carefully drag her towards me. I feel the back of my legs hit the side of the bed and carefully sit down, Amy straddling me and placing her legs either side of mine. This position is not new to us, but the erection pressing against Amy is. I feel and hear her moan, spurring me on to hungrily kiss her, the passion inside of me growing. We really have come so far in a year but, unlike normal change, this change is good. I like it. I can cope with it. Am I ready for Amy to move in with me? No. definitely not. Am I ready to have coitus with Amy? I think my pulsating erection speaks for itself. Yes. I am.

I make the first step and start unbuttoning Amy's cardigan and dispose it on the floor next to me. I have learnt over the past year to ignore object like that because it annoys Amy. Furthermore, the feeling of her gently grinding her hips and lower region against my erection is thoroughly distracting. I let out a low, guttural moan which reverberates against Amy and she in turn moans, sending shivers down my spine. This is so fascinating. Enjoyable. These new sensations that I am feeling are urging me to remove more of Amy's clothes. I get rid of her top half attire, bar her bra because the item befuddles me and I move my lips away from hers. I am missing the contact already but I want to explore. This is new territory for the both of us. Yes, I have groped her here and there, but this… this is new. This is amazing. Even when she wore that little Victoria Secret's dress, we didn't even get this far. I stupidly made her get changed before we went to bed. What a mistake that was.

I move my head down towards her neck, the pure white skin a canvas waiting to be explored and covered. Cover I will! I decide to play open mouthed kisses down her neck, reaching her pulse point and gently sucking. This is amazing. I love the sounds she is emitting, the little moans and her gripping my arms tighter is physically hot! She is such a vixen and she doesn't even realise it. I move down, my assault reaching the tips of her bra. She is wearing a delectable bra, the teal blue contrasting with her emerald jewels. I do hope this is a two piece attire; I think that would send me over the edge with the way my erection is pulsating at this very moment.

I am snapped out of my assault by Amy gently tugging at my shirt to take it off, along with the tie. I oblige and I feel her hands roam over my chest. Finally, she has gained the confidence. The feel of her hands make me want her even more. I want to know what the feel like on my erection – her hands pumping me. I need her now.

I stand up, making sure I am holding Amy, the feel of her soft velvety skin irresistible. I want to feel more. I take off her shoes, skirt and tights and I am met with a delicious sight. She is wearing matching underwear. I think I am in heaven.

I let out a low moan at the sight of Amy and she shies away from her. I grab her hand and boldly guide it to my belt buckle, silently asking her to remove my trousers. I kick off my shoes and she undoes my belt buckle swiftly and pulls off the remainder of my clothes in one swift motion, leaving me bare. I shiver and at the cold contact the slight breeze has on my body and I let her admire me, feeling self-conscious. She focuses her attention to my bulging erection and I see her mouth slightly part, her eyes widen just that little bit. This is the first time we have seen each other naked, apart from Amy's remaining underwear.

I hope to the high heavens this is not the last time I see her beautiful body like this.

I cautiously move closer to Amy and remove her underwear. I finally realise her breasts and they fall freely to their natural place. What a beautiful sight this is. I gently massage her breast, the moans she elicits spurring me to take one in my mouth and gently suck on it. I feel it tighten under my tongue and become taut. Fascinating. I was not expecting that. I gently lower us onto the bed and let my hand roam her naked body, resting on her hip bone and carefully caressing it.

I move her from her breasts after I feel her cautiously take my hand and tentatively move it towards her area. She stops just above her pubic bone and looks me deeply in the eyes, silently asking if this is okay.

I nod, my mouth going dry and my pupils dilating even further. This is new. This is change. I thought I was ready for this but I don't know if I am now. I panic slightly and keep looking at Amy. She seems to notice my inner turmoil and kisses me passionately and guides my hand to her area with new found confidence.

It's wet. Gooey. Slightly sticky.

Extremely hot.

The way it glides around her clit and makes her elicit taunting sounds which turn me on even more is truly sexy. "You vixen" I murmur into her neck. It seems she enjoys being loud but I do not care. I glide my finger around her clit, sensually massaging her and teasing her by dipping my fingers towards her entrance and then avoiding the burning area.

I can feel the heat radiating off of her, making me want to place my erection at her entrance and thrust deep into her.

I place my fingers into her burning core and carefully stretch her area, reading for my entrance into her. Her moans spur me on and give me a new found confidence to claim her as mine.

I gently ease my fingers out of her and she releases a moan of disappointment but soon she realises my intentions. I climb on top of her, her legs parting to let me rest in between her. I caress her entrance with my erection and the feeling is pure ecstasy. I cannot withhold any longer. I look down at her and she looks up at me, giving me permission. I ease myself into her, her walls accepting me and adjusting to the new feeling. She releases a deep moan and I join her, leaning down to kiss her passionately on the lips, our tongues rejoicing in their new found dance of heated passion.

I lightly pull out just a little bit and then push back in. the feeling is indescribable. Magnificent, fantastic, fascinating, exquisite and delectable all at once. It's overwhelming. I cannot contain myself as I thrust harder, faster and deeper into Amy. Her moans and my moans create our own song, our bodies and tongues creating our own dance and our sweet sweat creating our own perfume scent. Soon I can smell the smell of sex drenching our bodies as I keep thrusting.

"Oooh, Amy! I'm so close! How are baby? Are you close?"

"Sheldon! Keep going, oh please for God's sake do not stop!"

"Ooh, you vixen!" I exclaimed as I came hard into Amy. I could feel my juices exploding into her, going on their own journey. Amy came just after I did, her walls clenching onto me and I felt her orgasm underneath me. This was truly one of the best experiences of my life.

"Oh I so hope to have a repeat performance 'baby'" Amy was mocking Sheldon for the term of endearment but she secretly loved it. Every second of it. That was an amazing experience.

"Maybe not tonight you vixen, but definitely in the near future. You want to know why?" Sheldon queried.

"Of course, if there is a reason," Amy exclaimed, curiosity filling her bones.

"Because I love you, Amy Farrah Fowler." Sheldon said as he looked into Amy's eyes, the window to her soul.

"I love you too Sheldon Lee Cooper," Amy declared, emotion dripping off of her voice.

"You are protected aren't you?" Sheldon suddenly asked, bringing Amy towards his sweat ridden frame.

"Yes Sheldon! Of course I am," Amy said, embracing their cuddle and quietly falling asleep.