Amy had realised in the last few minutes, that Sheldon Cooper was in fact a very good kisser.
He was currently running his tongue gently along hers, causing her to shiver.
He had just admitted that he had no idea that he would feel this heat with Amy, and she had replied with: "You haven't felt anything yet, Dr Cooper." As she dragged him down onto the bed with her.
Amy was running a hand through his short hair, whilst her free hand was unzipping his windbreaker.
Sheldon didn't seem to mind, until she tried to lift his shirts off over his head.
"What are you doing?" He asked, breaking away.
"Well…We were…You came all the way after me to tell me you love me, you started making out with me, and I just thought…"
"That we would have sex?" He asked.
"Or at least third base." Amy shrugged.
"I'm unfamiliar with the bases…" Sheldon replied, awkwardly.
"Okay…Well, we've covered first base." Amy answered. "Second base is touching above the waist…You know…A woman's chest area."
Sheldon nodded, understanding.
"Third base is um…performing either oral sex or touching each other in those regions, and home run is…Well, sex." Amy finished, awkwardly clearing her throat.
Sheldon was looking down at the bedspread, nodding and clearly considering.
"Hmm" He responded, "Baseball terminology; okay. So, ideally where would you like us to be?"
"Most people would have hit a home run within the first few months of their relationship." Amy replied. "Or weeks, in some cases. But…Maybe we could try second?"
Sheldon swallowed. "Uh…Okay. Then will you come home with me?"
Amy frowned at him. "Sheldon, I can't; the post here is for five months. I can't very well back out now. Besides, I want to do this."
Her boyfriend nodded. "I suppose. I just never wanted you to leave. I thought you were doing it to punish me." He said, quietly.
"Why on earth would I want to punish you?" Amy looked taken aback.
"Because I'm the worst boyfriend in the world." Sheldon answered, fiddling with his hands. "I've treated you so badly."
Amy bit her lip.
It was true for the most part, but only because he wasn't used to having a girlfriend, or having any kind of experience in social situations because of his way of thinking.
But now he was more than making up for it!
Amy took his hand. "Now that I know how you feel about me, I don't want to wait another five months to see you, though."
Sheldon swallowed hard. "Well maybe…Maybe I could home-commute and…and stay here with you?" He looked up hopefully.
Amy stared at him. "I thought you didn't want to?"
"Well, I changed my mind."
"I'd love that, Sheldon. Well, you'd need to pay for a room."
"Can't I stay in this one with you?" Sheldon asked.
Amy blinked. "Um…It only has one bed."
"It's a kingsize though." Sheldon observed.
"I thought you hated sharing a room, let alone a bed?" Amy stammered.
"This is different. But I'm sensing that you don't want me to stay?" Sheldon said, sadly.
"No! No, I want you to. I just didn't think you would want to!" Amy replied.
"Well, I do. As long as you don't try to rush me into any funny business." Sheldon said.
"You have my word." Amy nodded.
"So…You'll let me have coitus with you in my own time?"
Amy's heart thumped loudly in her chest and her mouth became dry.
Sheldon wanted to sleep with her?!
"Uh…I…Yes, of course." She stammered in reply.
Sheldon nodded and gave her a small smile, before surprising her and himself by lunging in to kiss her again, making them both fall to the bed with a force.
He rolled Amy on top of him, feeling too apprehensive to try anything himself in case he got it wrong.
He didn't even mind when Amy began to grind on top of him.
Within seconds, he felt something tighten in his pants and panicked.
He rolled Amy off, panting, eyes wide.
"What's wrong?" Amy asked.
"Nothing."
"Sheldon…Are you experiencing sexual arousal?"
"Nope." He lied, laying on his front to conceal the increasing evidence.
"Really? Because your pupils are dilated." Amy responded.
"Curses." Sheldon muttered under his breath. "That's the lighting in this room."
"You are a terrible, terrible liar, Sheldon Cooper." Amy shook her head. "I can see the bulge in your pants from here."
"Amy! Stop looking!" He pouted, grabbing a pillow and covering himself from the side so that his girlfriend couldn't see.
She rolled her eyes. "It's nothing to be ashamed of." She said gently, "All men get… them."
"I know that." Sheldon replied, "I just never thought I would get one in front of you."
Amy frowned. "Are you saying that you get them when you're not around me?"
Sheldon just stared at her, not daring to speak. "Amy could you look away please?" He mumbled at last.
She sighed. "If we are going to make progress in this relationship, I have to see it sometime, Sheldon."
He stared at her wordlessly again for a moment, before sighing. "Fine; I guess you're right."
He rolled over on to his side, facing Amy but looking away awkwardly.
"You need to be more turned on." Amy decided.
"No! Amy, no…Remember I asked you not to force me into sex?" Sheldon panicked.
"I'm not. I'm asking to see you…All of you." Amy answered. "And then you can see all of me and decide from there."
Sheldon swallowed hard. "I've already seen all of you." He squeaked.
"Yes, but I was sick with flu and you were bathing me. That's hardly a turn-on." Amy replied.
"Um…"
"Was it!?" Amy spluttered.
"Um…"
"Sheldon, did you have…thoughts about me that night?" She asked.
"If I tell you the truth will you please stop asking me?" He sighed.
Amy nodded.
"Okay, fine. Yes, I thought about you. I think about you a lot; and yes, sometimes sexually, but nobody can know about this!" He pleaded.
"I promise. So when you say you think of me sexually…How and…And where?" Amy asked, still shocked.
Sheldon sighed.
Clearly he wasn't going to get out of this one. "The shower, at work, in bed…Most of the time in my dreams." He admitted, looking down at his hands.
"Hoo!" Amy breathed.
"You." Sheldon frowned.
"What?"
"You said 'who?'"
"No…I said 'hoo', as in 'wow!'" Amy corrected. "Like…wow, that's hot."
"Oh. My apologies."
The two of them sat in a momentary awkward silence.
Amy looked down, and saw that Sheldon's 'problem' had grown.
She eyed it appreciatively, until Sheldon caught her.
"What are you doing?"
"I was just, um…Trying to see how big you are." She replied, blushing.
He swallowed and closed his eyes.
"I may as well get this over with." He sighed, pulling off his trousers and placing them at the end of the bed.
Amy marvelled at how large he was.
"Wow!" She squeaked.
"Is it not to your expectations?" Sheldon asked.
"Oh…It goes beyond my expectations." Amy replied. "Can we try something?"
"Amy…I'm not ready to do that yet." Sheldon protested.
"No, not sex…Dry sex." She corrected.
"Is that like sex but with a condom?" Sheldon asked.
Amy gave him a weird look. "Oh wow." She muttered, "No, Sheldon. It means we would still be clothed, or at least in our underwear and we would…Well, rub against each other."
Sheldon widened his eyes. "Oh…Well…"
"Can we at least try?"
"Very well, although I've already disturbed your REM cycle enough…"
"I don't start the new job until Monday." Amy replied, "We have the whole weekend to practise."
Sheldon swallowed. "Okay, Amy. I promised you I would try harder to be physical with you, and I keep putting it off. You know what? Let's just…Let's just try it."
Amy smiled. "Thank you Sheldon. Although there's no pressure, it's just that I have to have you!"
"And is that valid in these circumstances?"
"You bet!" Amy replied, grabbing his face and kissing him, as they fell onto the bed again.
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A/N: So, I know this chapter was a little racy, but there will be no smut. If anything happens, it won't take place in the chapters…Unless you want it to? Then I might have to change the rating, but we are coming up to the end in a chapter or two! Thanks for reading :)