Chapter Four

"Yes" Amy whispered as she pulled Sheldon flush against her in a hurried kiss, moaning as she ran her hands down his back. When the lack of oxygen finally became too much, Sheldon broke the kiss. "Vixen" he smiled against her lips.

Sheldon grabbed Amy's hand and pulled her up with him "Come on, lets get ready for bed." Amy smiled and began to follow Sheldon when it suddenly struck her. "Sheldon wait," Amy stopped on the landing causing Sheldon to lose his grip on her hand. "I don't have any spare clothes here to sleep in and …" Amy was suddenly cut off by Sheldon taking her hand and pulling her along beside him once again. "You can have one of my t-shirts to sleep in if you would like." Sheldon stopped at his door and smiled down at Amy. "Really?" Amy was shocked, this day was rapidly becoming the best of her life!

"Why don't you go to the bathroom and complete your nightly routine while I get changed and get a t-shirt out for you, then we can switch. You will find spare toothbrushes under the sink." Sheldon grinned at Amy, surprised at how easy this was to go through with after all.

When Amy re-entered the bedroom she found Sheldon waiting patiently on his bed for her, holding his prized Flash t-shirt. He stood up and handed it to Amy, "This one should do nicely" he whispered. "Are you sure Sheldon? This is your favourite shirt." Sheldon placed his hand on Amy's arm and smiled down at her.

"… Ok" Amy relented. "Good" he whispered and smiled.

When Sheldon came back into his bedroom the sight that was before him stopped him in his tracks and took his breath away. There, in his bed, was his Amy … wearing his treasured Flash t-shirt … As he approached his side of the bed, his eyes never left Amy's and he was feeling a very deep urge to take her and make love to her.

Sheldon climbed into his bed and felt Amy scoot over closer to him. He laid down facing Amy. "Hi" he whispered as he tucked a runaway section of her hair behind her ear.

"Hi" she smiled shyly back at Sheldon.

"I love you in that shirt … almost as much as I'm suddenly loving the thought of peeling it off you …" Sheldon couldn't contain it any longer, he needed her, wanted her, more than he ever thought possible.

"Hoo" Amy's breathing suddenly became erratic as Sheldon swiftly pulled Amy flush against his body and captured her lips. Amy moaned as Sheldon's hands drifted to the hem of the shirt. As he started to lift the shirt he broke the kiss to look at Amy, silently seeking permission for what he was about to do. Amy smiled and gave a small nod in approval. That was all the encouragement Sheldon needed before he slowly peeled the shirt from Amy, tossing it to the end of the bed as he took in her naked form. Sheldon gently ran his hands up Amy's trembling body. "Amy …" he whispered as he placed a loving kiss on her lips. "Let me make love to you."

"Wow …" Amy panted. "I know" Sheldon grinned. "Is the first time supposed to be that good because … wow …" Amy was still trying to catch her breath as Sheldon reached out and pulled her closer. Amy giggled a little before Sheldon looked down at her puzzled. "Is there something amusing you, Dr Fowler?"

"No, Dr Cooper, I just never picked you for a cuddler following sex." Amy hugged him a little tighter pleasantly surprised by this development. "Well, to paraphrase a brilliant neurobiologist … at this moment in time I find myself craving physical contact."

"Sheldon" Amy whispered as she smiled and gave him a quick kiss. "As much as I am loving this, I am in desperate need for a shower … sorry." Amy was torn between snuggling with Sheldon and the sticky feeling that was all over her body. She had an idea though. As she extracted herself from her Sheldon cocoon she glanced over at Sheldon "Care to join me?"

Amy squealed as Sheldon launched himself at her, chasing her down the hallway to the bathroom.