A/N This part is definitely M, kids, for some light sexual content. You have been warned.
Penny avoided the guys for the next couple of days, especially Sheldon. She asked for extra shifts and worked them absently. Her mind kept straying back to Sheldon's actions and how they confused her. From any other guy, she would know how to take it. Put through the Sheldon filter, however… not so much. To the best of her knowledge, Sheldon didn't have *urges*, and if he did, he certainly would be pursuing Amy, not Penny.
On the other hand, when Sheldon had thought that Amy was altering their relationship, he had panicked and hid. He clearly had no interest in her like that. Of course, he had no interest in Penny like that either. Sure he had taken a peek at her that day she'd fallen, but Penny thought that was only because his hero complex had made him think he was expected to, not out of any particular interest to see her naked. The boob touching was an accident. The fact that his hand had lingered, and almost seemed to caress her confused her a little, but she was sure that there was a logical Sheldon reason for what had happened.
It could all be explained, which left her where, exactly? She wasn't sure, but keeping space between her and Sheldon didn't seem to be working. She was still confused, and she kind of missed seeing the guys. Finally, she decided to face it head on, like the Junior Rodeo Champ she was.
With that in mind she went over to the guys place the next day. She hadn't worked, and was feeling about as sharp as she was going to. She always needed her wits about her to deal with Sheldon. "Hey, Leonard. "
"Hi Penny. You've been working a lot. We've missed you."
"Aw, I've missed you guys, too. Needed the cash, though."
"Yeah, I figured. "
"So, is Sheldon around?"
"Yeah, he's in the bathroom, did you need tech support or something? Maybe I can help?" He offered.
"Oh, thanks, Sweetie, but it's nothing like that." She sat at Sheldon's desk, and idly toyed with his laptop. He'd left it open, so Penny thought that she'd look at shoes while she waited. She did have some extra money, courtesy of the extra shifts, after all.
The page that Sheldon was currently browsing on shocked Penny down to her socks. Had she been wearing any. "Seduction Techniques for the Shy Man." Penny blinked. And blinked again. What the hell? She looked at his history and discovered that Sheldon had been researching seduction, romance, and even sexual positions. Penny grew hot, then cold, and stood up abruptly.
She closed Sheldon's browser, "You know what? I think I'll wait at my place. Would you tell Sheldon that I really need to talk to him? Please?"
"Sure." Leonard looked as confused by Penny's actions, as Penny felt about Sheldon's. She bolted for her apartment. She closed her door and leaned back against it. "Holy crap on a cracker." She said. He had been doing exactly what she thought he couldn't possibly be doing. Sheldon Lee Cooper was coming on to her. Only he had no idea how, so … wow.
Penny only had a few minutes to figure out how she wanted to deal with this before Sheldon would come knock, knock, knocking at her door.
Sheldon walked back into his living room, scant seconds after Penny had vacated it. "Oh, Sheldon, Penny was looking for you. Did you guys fight?"
"No." Sheldon answered shortly. He wasn't sure what had happened. One moment they were comfortable enough to fall asleep together, and the next Penny seemed to be avoiding him. Oh, he knew that she'd said that she was working, and so she had been, but her eyes wouldn't meet his anytime they'd happened to cross each other's path. It was worrisome. Already, a grad student had tried to talk to him at lunch.
Sheldon looked at his computer. "Leonard, did you touch my computer?" He demanded.
"No, I think Penny was looking at it. She asked if you would come over. Said she needed to talk to you. Wanna' catch me up on what's going on?"
But Sheldon had more serious concerns than allaying Leonard's pointless jealousies. Penny had been on his computer. There was a very high probability that she had seen what he had been researching. And she wanted to speak to him. "I have a bad feeling about this," he muttered as he was leaving the apartment.
Knock, knock, knock. "Penny."
Knock, knock, knock. "Penny."
Knock, knock, knock. "Penny."
Penny opened the door, and looked up at the obviously nervous Sheldon. She gestured him inside, silently. He turned to face her as she closed the door.
"Hi, Sheldon," she finally spoke. "I assume you're here for that positive kissing experience that we discussed."
Sheldon was surprised, to say the least. "Yes." He said uncertainly.
"You should probably sit down; you're a little tall for us to kiss standing up comfortably."
Sheldon debated, and then sat on the small sofa in lieu of his spot at Penny's apartment. He shifted uncomfortably, uncertain as to what he should do with his hands.
Penny sat gingerly on his lap, pulled his arms around her and cupped his face in her hands. "Are you ready?" She asked huskily.
He nodded, his eyes wide. His hands on her trembled. She gently brushed her lips across his. And then she did it again, slower, applying just a little more pressure. Soon she was pressing against his lips fully. She waited until he relaxed, and then gently ran her tongue across the seam of his closed mouth. His research had mentioned this, so he knew that he was supposed to part his lips and allow her tongue access. What it hadn't mentioned was how amazing it felt to have her tongue lightly touch his, and withdraw. He tentatively followed her lead, and eased his tongue into her mouth, and "tagged" her tongue. Then they were dueling and his hands were cupping her shoulders, holding her to him.
Her hands rested on his shoulders as she shifted on his lap, to straddle him."Oh, yeah," she thought. "Sheldon has urges." She pressed down against his growing erection, and he groaned onto her mouth.
She pulled a little away from him, and his lips followed her. "Sheldon, look at me," she urged. He opened eyes that he didn't remember closing, and watched in awe as Penny pulled her shirt over her head. His eyes dropped to her lace encased breasts. He hooked his thumbs beneath the straps and slid them down. He kissed her throat, and the side of her neck, trailing kisses to the juncture of her neck and shoulder. Penny tilted her head to give him better access.
His hands fumbled behind her back, finally undoing the clasp on her bra, and he pulled back to allow it to fall between them. Penny tossed his carelessly aside, and then tugged at his shirts. He allowed her to help him pull them off. The feel of her bare breasts pressed against the skin of his chest was nearly overwhelming.
Suddenly, Sheldon wasn't sure he could breath. Penny felt the difference almost immediately and pulled away from him. She looked at his face, and realized that he was hyperventilating. She shifted off of his lap, and eased his head down.
"Breathe, Honey, just breathe." She pulled her shirt on, and kept her hand on his back, rubbing soothing circles.
Finally, she felt him relax. "I'm sorry, Penny." His voice was small.
"You have nothing to be sorry about, Sheldon. We just moved too fast. I should have realized that you can't go from zero to sex that fast. We'll just slow down."
His eyes met hers. "Are you sure Penny? I know you're a 'big ol' five'." He said with his Texas showing.
She snorted a laugh. "I am, but I also know about breaking stallions, Sweetie. And sometimes it just takes a little time and patience. And we've got all the time in the world."
He was so relieved that he didn't even correct her for the scientific inaccuracy in that statement.
"My mom useta' say 'Slow and steady wins the race'."
"Let's not bring your mother into this just yet, okay, Honey?"
He gave a breathy laugh. "She'll be so relieved."
"Yeah? Good. And as for any grad students….now they'll really have me to deal with."
Sheldon gave a happy sigh.