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Amy wakes up in the middle of the night to see Sheldon staring at her. She blinks twice before yawning and Sheldon smiles taking his arm away from under her head. He sits up quickly and rubs at it as she sits up.

"Good, I was debating the best way to wake you up." He continues to rub his arm and she rubs her eyes.

"What time is it? How long were you staring at me?" She sounds alarmed as she goes to massage his arm but he yanks it away with a small hiss.

"Not that long, maybe a minute, ten more seconds and I would have just pushed you off." He shakes his arm and she laughs.

"Like you could've." He stops in his motions and opens his mouth to reply when his face contorts in confusion. He looks down as he swirls his tongue in his mouth and then uses his index to do the same. He seems stunned. A few seconds later and Amy watches him pull the hair from the tip of his tongue.

She squeezes her eyes shut and looks down. Damn! Sheldon turns the hair more towards him before nodding.

"You're going to have to trim or shave," he speaks and she opens an eye to stare up at him.

"You're not…" she pauses trying to frame the question.

"Disgusted?" he finishes for her. "A bit." He answers truthfully. "but you are a grown woman and there is hair in the area. You'll just have to shave for next time."

"Next time?" She smiles as she pulls her tangled hair back from her face.

"Honestly Amy," Sheldon sighs out, he shakes his head, clearly annoyed. "Do you think I would go through so much trouble and make a contract and use my bus pants to get here for a one-time thing?" She opens her mouth before closing it in compliance; she lets out a small laugh before reaching for him. Sheldon closes his eyes as her fingers touch the back of his neck and their lips meet

"Amy," he protests a breath later. "We're not-"

"I know," she responds with another kiss and his hands finding her body makes her too happy. "Just let me kiss you." He briefly considers saying something cheesy and along the lines of 'always' or 'forever' but that is just another breath he could be using to kiss her.

The next time they wake is more meticulous. Sheldon is out of bed before she is and she can hear him in the shower as she sits up. She stretches and grabs her bathrobe and goes to her dresser to pick out clothes as she hears the shower turn off.

Wear blue

She picks up the note and tilts her head as she reads it. She shrugs and places it back on her dresser as she picks out a blue sweater, black skirt and brown stockings to wear. Sheldon is dressed by the time she gets to the bathroom door.

"Today is-" He starts but she knows his schedule and interrupts.

"The oatmeal is-" He knows where the oatmeal is; he worked on her kitchen layout.

"I know." She smiles and steps to the side so she can go urinate.

"I'm not sore." Amy is sure that's not the first thing she's supposed to say as she starts eating her oatmeal but it is the first thing that comes to mind.

"That's good." He measures the amount of cinnamon he wants and shoots Amy a look as she just sprinkles an arbitrary amount on hers. He notices her frown.

"I expected it to."

"It's a common misconception." Sheldon lectures as he takes another bite. "With proper stimulation and lubrication there should never be soreness." He takes another spoonful and swallows. "And while proportional, I am in no way shape or form unusual." Amy nods.

"And my hymen broke a while ago." Sheldon continues to eat and they fall into a comfortable silence. He lets his eyes linger on her blue sweater for a second before smiling.

"I propose we terminate the relationship agreement." Sheldon announces as he drops his spoon in his bowl. Amy looks up from hers and continues chewing. She swallows,

"And replace it with what?" She glances down as she takes another spoonful. She then tilts the bowl to scrape up some more.

"A new one." Sheldon says as he watches her, "One taking into account the new sexual element of our relationship." Amy nods with a smile.

"Seconded."

Amy washes the dishes and Sheldon notes the little sway of her hips as she hums a song. He twirls a pen around his finger before checking Amy's box next to dishes in his mental list. When they are dried and put away she sits at the table again and Sheldon slides the new agreement towards her. Her face turns pink as she reads it, as Sheldon is comprehensive.

"All of them?" She lifts her head from the paper and he nods. "Controlling all my orgasms?" Sheldon nods again.

"Yes." She waits for an explanation he won't give without prompting. Finally she looks down to the paper again.

"Why?"

"We are changing our relationship, going to the 'next level' as you call it and if I'm going to give you orgasms I'm going to give you all of them." She places the paper down to look at him again.

"And if we are apart?" She fires. "If we're fighting? If we are busy?" She continues before he holds a hand up to stop her. She surprises herself when she does.

"Amy, the whole point of this is that we start to put each other first. I" he pauses "I should never be too busy for you. If we are apart, you simply ask. I doubt we will be fighting long enough for you orgasm to be a dire need, and it will be a motivator to overcome conflict. If it is an issue, the contract can be altered." He continues to speak and she lets her fingers tap the table.

It sounds hot. The idea that she asks for orgasms and gives him that control is an appealing one. She can imagine his pride, he'd make her beg for it, and he'd want her to and would ensure it. She smiled softy.

"And you have been ignoring me for the past minute." His voice wafts into her thoughts and she shakes her head.

"I was thinking of the orgasm control." He frowns a bit. Would she still want to have a sex life outside of him even though he is now in it? Would he not be enough for her? "I like it." She nods and he closes his eyes and nods.

"Good." Silence reigned for a few seconds. Amy turns the page.

"You wish to organize my underwear?"

"And your socks." Amy smiles softly as shakes her head.

"Is that a no, honestly Amy, or all the things you could object to-" and Sheldon stops because she is giggling.

"Yes, organize away." She says and leans over to kiss him. He rolls his eyes but he's smiling when he meets her halfway.

"Okay." She taps the papers against the table a few minutes later, "I have a few things to add," Sheldon tilts his head as he turns his wrist and opens his hand to motion for her to go on. "Weekly dates," she says first.

"At least or only?" he questions.

"At least." She answers and he nods. "I reserve the right to use pet names." Sheldon cedes that. "And no anal."

"Done, done and done." He holds his hand out for the paper and she hands it over. "I'll have the new one to you the next time I see you." He places it back in his bag and is standing behind Amy.

"And now?" Her voice gives away her eagerness even though he can't see her face. Sheldon smirks because he just knew it would only take one time before she would be his. She was his from the beginning and she would only be his.

"Other than spending time with you, I have nothing planned for the day." He takes in the strawberry smell coming from her hair.

"So we can continue to engage in the activities of last night?"

"Have you shaved?" He bends so that his hands are on her shoulder and she nods. He runs his tongue along the edge of her ear and she leans back into him as she hums.

"Good girl."

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