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Cylestia brought her lips to Sheldon's neck, tongue trailing along the collar of his shirt before dragging it across his skin. Sheldon melted into her touch, before coming to his senses and standing straight. Cylestia frowned and looked up at him. "Problem?"

"I admit that I am confused about the current situation." Sheldon said and Cylestia set her foot back on the ground, taking a few steps back and dropping her arms.

"What concerns you?" She asked, motioning for him to sit on the couch.

"I have no previous experience in the emotions you are making me feel." Sheldon said with furrowed brows as he sat down in his spot on her couch, Cylestia brewing some tea mere steps behind him. "Your actions have never been performed by another human being to me."

Cylestia raised her brows. "So you have never been seduced by a woman before?"

"No." Sheldon turned to her as she handed him a cup of tea. "Have you seduced other men before?"

Cylestia was shocked as she sat down beside him. "That is quite personal, Doctor Cooper."

"Well, we are engaging in personal discussion, mainly from my side."

"I am studying you though, not the other way around."

"A valid point." Sheldon took a sip of his tea. "But the art of seduction is not the only factor you are studying about me in order to complete your paper. I think it would only be fair if we both join in on this conversation that is of utmost importance."

Contemplating his words, Cylestia looked up at him. "Very well then. Yes, I have."

"I see." Silence followed as Sheldon took a long sip of his drink.

"Does that upset you?" Cylestia asked and he looked at her.

"I can't say it does." He muttered. "Are you currently in a relationship with any of these men?"

"Of course not." She shook her head, setting her tea down. "That is, after all, why I turned to you."

"You find me a…sexually suitable partner for you?"

Cylestia smiled at his blunt he was. "To put it simply, yes."

"I see." Sheldon nodded and set his cup down as well. "As I have told you before, I have no experience in these things I am feeling, and would like for you to explain it to me."

"Alright then. What are you feeling?"

"Well, when I am away from you, I feel this longing to see you again, and my mind plays back the little moments of us together." Sheldon began to explain with no shame. He seemed genuinely concerned that he didn't know what he was feeling. "When we spend time together, there is a tightness in my chest, and a funny feeling in my stomach."

"Good funny or bad funny?"

"Good." Sheldon continued. "I feel no sudden urge to maintain my daily schedules and nor do I find it necessary for me to sanitize my hands or take a shower whenever we make physical contact."

"Do you do that often, Doctor Cooper?" Cylestia asked, gaining interest in his every day routine and behaviour. If only she had a pad of paper with her she could write this stuff down for her rather than work extra hard to commit it to memory.

"Maintain a schedule and follow it? Yes. Sanitize my hands as well and remain thoroughly clean? Of course." He nodded. "Only around you do I find it is acceptable to break my own rules, which I never do."

"I see." Cylestia nodded, making a mental note to discuss Sheldon's behavioural organization for her paper. "Well Doctor Cooper, based on what you have told me, I dare say you have an attraction to me."

Sheldon looked up at her. "That sounds probable. I am not against the notion."

"Good." She smiled, moving closer towards him.

"Do you find the same attraction to me, Doctor Rose?"

"Oh, I have since I first laid eyes on your thesis regarding alpha wave brain activity." She muttered, setting her head on his shoulder. She felt him stiffen but soon relax, and she grinned. "Do you often feel human contact from women?"

"Other than my sister, mother and Meemaw, no." Sheldon replied. "Save for Penny, I've hugged her twice for doing great favours for me."

"And no woman has ever touched you like I have?"

"No."

"That's good." She looked up at him, her hand reaching up to rest on his chest as her other one snaked around his neck. "Because I will be the only woman to touch you like this, and more."

Sheldon's mind ran wild when her lips pressed against his. What did she mean by that? His arousal and inexperience caused a stirring in his navel, the familiar tightening of his jeans beginning.

All too soon, she pulled away and he frowned. "Now, shall we get started on that paper?"

"I will answer any questions you have." He said as she stood up, grabbing a pad of paper and a pen, sitting on the far end of the couch and kicking her feet up.

"So, as we have currently discovered, you are, in very basic terms, a germaphobe. You are highly organized and determined to stick to something once your mind has made its decision."

"Until I met you." Sheldon interrupted with a shy smile, picking up his tea cup and sipping it.

"Until you met me." Cylestia smiled in return. "Has it come to your attention that you exhibit some characteristics of Obsessive Compulsive Disorder?"

"I have been told that before, yes." He nodded. "I hardly think so. Why do you?"

"You have a distinct knocking pattern that if it goes incomplete, you are not satisfied until it is finished. Also, you have a specific seat in every room you go to that you specially reserve for yourself."

"You've noticed that?" Sheldon asked and she nodded. "Well yes, I do have a specific spot, but only because it is the ideal place to sit where I am not hot yet not cold, at a perfect angle to the television, and a good place to join in on conversation."

"We'll put the OCD question on hold." Cylestia scribbled on the note pad. "At what age did you begin to realize you were smarter than others your age?"

"Oh, you know the answer to that, Doctor Rose. You've done your research."

She looked up at him, catching his smile. "That I have." She wrote down notes about Sheldon's childhood that she knew, biting her lip as she did. Once she finished, she looked up, Sheldon's eyes immediately connecting to hers. She saw the open buttons of his shirt at the top, his Flash shirt getting in the way of the other ones. "Let's take a break."

"What do you suggest we do?" Sheldon asked as she set her stationary on the table, moving to lean against him.

"For starters, we can finish our tea." She murmured in his ear, her hand creeping under his shirt and removing a button. "Then I can show you one step further in the art of seduction and sexuality."

His breathing hitched as he submitted himself to her touch, enjoying the feel of her hands traveling slowly up his chest. "That sounds fascinating." Before she could do anything else he abruptly stood up. "But unfortunately Leonard and the others are waiting for me to return so we may go to the comic book store."

Cylestia sighed, leaning against the cushions. "Another time, then."