AN: M rated Sexy Shamy times ahead...if that's not your thing then look away now and check back in a couple of chapter's time...

Sheldon opened his eyes a few minutes later and slowly detangled himself from Amy, he smoothed his shirt back into place and grimaced at the sticky feeling of his pants. He moved away to sit gingerly on the edge of the couch and timidly spared a glance over at Amy who was still sprawled out flat on her back. Instead of looking dismayed at what they had just done, she was laying with a look of sleepy satisfaction on her face.

"I have to say Sheldon that was the most amazing hello you've ever given me." She winked lazily at her boyfriend and sat up slowly to twist her skirt back into position.

"You don't hate me for mauling you like that?" Sheldon muttered, twisting his fingers together anxiously in his lap. Amy reached over to still their movements before climbing over to sit herself square on his lap. "Umm, I'm all messy and sticky down there. I don't want you getting it all over you…" He tried to avoid her probing gaze and felt his cheeks flush with embarrassment. Amy merely shifted her skirt out of the way so that she could straddle him completely and forced him to face her.

"Sheldon, what we shared was a beautifully intimate moment, and I don't want you to ever feel ashamed of how you feel. I loved every single minute of it, and if that's as far as we ever go – then that's enough for me."

"Really?" Sheldon asked, his tone laced with disappointment and Amy chuckled a little as she picked up on it.

"You tryin' to tell me something, Tex?" She murmured teasingly as she leant forward to press a delicate kiss against his cheek.

"Well, I'm not a fan of the after effects." Sheldon gave a little shudder at the thought and vowed to wash himself with his eyes closed; the horror of what was smeared across his briefs and pants was not a sight he particularly wanted to see. "But…what happened during; I could get used to that; in time."

"Wow, that's something coming from someone who up until February hadn't even kissed me properly."

"I know." Sheldon murmured as he returned Amy's light kiss with one of his own.

"If you're a fan of what happened during with all of our clothes on, imagine what it could feel like when we're actually naked!"

"Amy!" Sheldon gave a gasp as he felt himself stirring back to life and Amy grinned wickedly at him as she deliberately rubbed herself along his length as she slid off his lap. "Wait! Where are you going?"

"To take a shower…you're not the only one that needs to... you know, clean up a little? Women tend to get a little damp during coitus as well as men, I guess you knew how to get me really excited."

"Really, I did?" Sheldon gave himself a mental pat on the back and looked a little more pleased with himself.

"Yeah Tex, you did real well for someone who didn't even touch me properly." Amy quipped as she headed down the hall to go and collect her nightwear from the bedroom.

"There's more? What do you mean? You, um, well you seemed to enjoy it." Sheldon followed Amy into the bedroom and stood leaning in the doorway as she collected her pyjamas and clean underwear from the dresser.

"You really need to read that book that Leonard gave you, Sheldon." Amy advised him as she brushed past him to enter the bathroom. Sheldon followed her like a lost puppy and wrapped his arms around his waist as he shuddered with revulsion.

"I don't think so, I only read the introduction and it was enough to give me nightmares for weeks."

"That's a shame…now you'll never be able to experience all that my beckoning pelvis has to offer." Amy said as she disappeared behind the shower curtain to remove her underwear. She slipped off her panties and threw them over at Sheldon who caught them reflexively, grimacing slightly at the wet lace soaking into his fingers. He tossed them into the laundry hamper and called out through the curtain.

"I think you might have had a little accident due to all the excitement, you may want to practice a few pelvic floor exercises to strengthen your bladder."

"That's not urine, Sheldon."

"Well, what else could it be? Dear Lord woman, they were practically soaked!"

"Go and look it up Sheldon. I suggest you look for female ejaculation and try not to hyperventilate too much." Amy suggested as she soaped the perspiration away from her body, letting the heat from the shower drain away the last of her tension. She heard Sheldon leave the bathroom as she massaged shampoo into her long hair. Dipping her head under the direct spray she failed to hear Sheldon returning into the bathroom until the ripping away of the shower curtain had her yelping in surprise.

"What the hell, Sheldon?"

"I am a God!" He proclaimed as his hungry eyes roved over her lush female form. "Did you know that it's quite rare for a beginner to reach that state of arousal? Yup, Leonard maybe the romance ninja of Los Robles Avenue, but I am the Sex God!"

"Get out!" Amy tried to wrestle the curtain out of his hand but Sheldon held it in his firm grip and refused to let go. He stepped over the side of the bath fully clothed and leant over to deliver a lush, warm, open mouthed kiss to Amy's surprised lips; swallowing her gasp as his tongue flicked out to dip into her mouth. "Umm…" Amy managed to reach her hand behind to turn off the shower, not wanting Sheldon's cast to get too wet. Her movements caused her slick body to rub against Sheldon's clothed limbs and he deepened the kiss as he fumbled for the fastening of his pants.

Still keeping their lips firmly locked together, between them Sheldon and Amy managed to get his pants and briefs down to his ankles where he kicked them off to lie in a pool of soapy water. Hating to break contact for even a second, Sheldon reluctantly tore his mouth away from Amy's but only long enough to divest himself of his two shirts before diving back in to capture her mouth in another long, lazy kiss; where his tongue slipped over to explore the ridges of her teeth and tease the roof of her mouth. This time it was Amy that tore her mouth away to pant for breath. She pressed a hand against Sheldon's bare chest to prevent him from pulling her back to him and he looked at her in surprise.

"You don't want to?"

"It's not that…it's just that things are moving a little too fast and I think we need to slow things down a little."

"How do you mean?"

"Well, we're skipping out a lot of steps along the way. Do you remember Leonard explaining the bases to you?"

"Yes." Sheldon nodded as his fingers lingered on the soft skin of her waist, rubbing small circles against her slippery skin.

"Hey, eyes up here Doctor Cooper." Amy tapped his chest to get his attention and Sheldon realised that he had been staring at her waist rather than focusing on her expression. "That's better. Well kissing is kind of like first base, we're doing okay on that score; so no worries there. But you're talking about skipping second and third and entering into the home run!"

"What's second and third again?" Sheldon asked wrinkling his nose up as he tried to remember all of the details that at the time he had been trying to avoid the conversation. Rather than answering with words Amy reached for his left hand and placed it on her breast. Sheldon's fingers flexed as he felt her nipple immediately bud under his palm and he instinctively started up a soft massage.

"Hoo…" Amy breathed out quietly and her soft exclamation was enough to bring Sheldon's focus up to her face again, where he could see the light flush of arousal covering her cheekbones. "Um…second. You seem to be doing okay with that one as well, with your hands at least."

"What else am I supposed to do?"

"It's not a matter of what anyone is supposed to do, Sheldon; it's all about what brings you the most pleasure. Some women experience the most pleasure from a simple touch, like what you're doing right now. While others benefit more from oral stimulation, anything from a light flick of the tongue to a suckling motion."

"And which category do you fall into, I wonder?" Sheldon massaged her breast again and Amy felt her breath quicken with each touch, moaning a little as Sheldon rubbed her engorged nipple between his fingers and gave it a slight squeeze.

"Ah, God!" Amy shuddered against his body and felt herself ripple under his magic fingers.

"I do love a good experiment." Sheldon murmured as he started nibbling a path over her collarbone and over her clavicle moving down slightly with every little kiss. Amy held her breath as she felt him moving lower and lower, surely he wasn't?

"Sheldon!" She groaned loudly as he lapped at the droplets of water forming on her breast and felt the tip of his tongue slide over the rough surface of her nipple. She grabbed onto his shoulder to keep herself upright and shuddered again as he started licking the delicate skin on the underside of her breast and then let out a little scream as she felt Sheldon suck her nipple and most of her breast into his mouth.

Sheldon couldn't believe that he'd lived so long without experiencing the emotions that were presently coursing through his body. He loved the taste of Amy's sweet kisses and the softness of the skin on her cheeks, but that was nothing compared to the way he was loving the feel of her breast under his touch or the taste of her nipple in his mouth. His cheeks hollowed out as he suckled strongly and he felt a sudden burning heat against his thigh. Without even thinking about it he dropped his hand down to investigate and found his fingers captured by Amy's hand as she brought them up to her scorching centre, rubbing them against herself as she screamed out his name in bliss. He released her breast with a slight pop, too distracted by the dampness soaking his fingers to continue.

"I think that's enough experimentation for one day." Amy stated as she finally calmed down and stepped away from Sheldon to climb over the rim of the bath on shaky legs. "I don't think I can take anymore right now."

"I bet I could change your mind." Sheldon remarked with a smirk as he raised his damp fingers in the air. "And I think I figured out where third base is all on my own."

"Just take your shower, Sheldon." Amy stated tiredly as she slumped on the closed seat of the toilet, too exhausted to even clean herself off properly.

"Amy, darlin'- come on back in. I'll help you wash up and I'll keep my hands to myself, I swear. Come on, let's just shower and go to bed." Sheldon stepped over the rim of the bathtub and held out a hand to Amy. She narrowed her eyes at him.

"No funny business?"

"No funny business, we'll just take a shower, get into our jammies and then snuggle down, just the same as we've always done." Sheldon promised and Amy finally took his hand and let him pull her to her feet.

"Okay, let's wrap that cast up first. I know they said it was waterproof; but I don't want to take any chances." Amy leant over to grab the plastic wrap and made sure that the cast was completely covered before they went behind the curtain together. True to his word, Sheldon was a perfect gentleman, keeping his hands to himself as they rinsed off together.

Sliding under the covers together a little while later, Sheldon turned on his side and curled himself around Amy's back as he pressed a light kiss to the back of her neck.

"Good night, darlin'. I love you." He'd said the same words to her every night that they had been living together but tonight he really felt that he was saying it for the first time. Amy hugged the arm that he had wrapped around her waist and raised his hand up to press a kiss against the back of his hand.

"Night, Sheldon… and I know." Amy giggled as Sheldon growled softly behind her and nibbled the side of her neck.

"Vixen! You're never gonna let me forget that I said it first are you?"

"Never…"

"You ever gonna be able to say it back? I mean, I know you do, but you never actually say it. Sometimes I really hate George Lucas for making Han Solo say that stupid line." Sheldon muttered in frustration and Amy suddenly flipped over so that she was facing him in bed. She reached up to cup his face in her hands, staring into his crystalline blue eyes.

"Sheldon Lee Cooper, I love you. Just because I don't say it out loud doesn't mean I don't feel it; everything I do for you, I do out of love. It just seems that the word isn't enough to describe how I feel for you…it's more than love, but how can anything be more than that? I don't know if I'm even making sense…am I making sense?"

"Darlin', everything you've ever said to me makes perfect sense. I feel the same way, I love you… I worship you…I adore you…" Every phrase was accompanied by a soft kiss to her waiting lips and Sheldon finally had to draw back to make a little space between them in the bed. "One day, we're gonna be standing in front of a whole group of people that are all going to hear you say it out loud."

"Oh yeah?" Amy leant her head on her hand so that she could look down at Sheldon who had flipped over onto his back and had crossed his arms over his chest, still holding onto Amy's free hand as he traced a path over her third finger of her left hand, almost as if he were playing with an invisible ring.

"Yeah, you're gonna be telling people how much you adore me, pledging to love me until death do us part."

"I don't have to say anything about obeying you at every turn do I?"

"No, just a promise that we will love each other through eternity and support each other when we stand up to collect our Nobel prizes together."

"I'm not hearing a 'will you' in there anywhere, Tex."

"Not just yet, but one day, I promise."

"Okay then, you just let me know when and I'll be the one in the white dress."

"Really, you're gonna make me wait that long?" Sheldon rolled over to his side, raising his eyebrows in question. He hadn't though that Amy would have adhered to the notion of remaining chaste until her wedding night – he might have to rethink things a little if she did.

"No, Sheldon; you don't have to be a virgin in order to wear a white dress when you get married. It's just a representation of purity, not the purity itself."

"Thank God, you were really throwing a spanner into my carefully crafted schedule. I was beginning to panic a little." Sheldon let out a sigh of relief and rolled over onto his back again, picking up where he left off with his light touches to her fingers, pressing their hands together to see how much larger his hand was in comparison to her own.

"Wanna clue me in on some of your plans, Tex? I could use a bedtime story to help me get to sleep."

"Alright, get yourself comfortable and I'll begin." Sheldon waited until Amy had settled down into bed, nestling her head against his chest while he softly stroked her hair. "Our story begins eight years ago in May where a shy but brilliant young physicist met an equally shy but brilliant young neurobiologist. They kept themselves apart for a very long time, pretending to themselves that they were merely friends and had absolutely no interest in each other in anything else. Luckily their group of friends saw through their ruse and invited the young lady to join their social gatherings in an effort to persuade the foolish young man that she was the only woman in the world worthy of his love."

"I like this story, please continue." Amy interrupted and Sheldon gave her hair a playful tug for interrupting his train of thought.

"It took him over a year and the threat of losing her to another man to make the brilliant and yet naïve physicist admit his feelings were more than mere friendship; he interrupted her in the middle of a movie date to ask whether she would consider to be his girlfriend. Things moved slowly for them, he was not used to casual touches and it took him a long time before he could even bring himself to hold her hand; luckily for him she wasn't adverse to flinging herself upon him at every given opportunity, sneaking in a kiss to thank him for buying her a tiara for instance. Within six months though they were playing doctor Star Trek style and although he said to his roommate that he was in Hell; in reality he loved it."

"Aw, Sheldon!" Amy snuggled deeper into his embrace and Sheldon stroked her hair as he continued his little bedtime story.

"He almost lost her a few times along the way, for instance he learnt that inviting a third person along to your anniversary dinner is never a good thing. He tried to make it up by quoting some romantic drivel from the first Spiderman movie and couldn't believe it when she said that she'd stay."

"Hey, I loved those words! I knew it was from a movie but I still felt as though they were written just for me."

"They are now, darlin'." Sheldon turned his head to look directly into Amy's eyes, smoothing her hair back from her forehead as he lost himself in the pools of liquid emerald. "'When I look into your eyes and you're looking back into mine, everything feels not quite normal. I feel stronger and weaker at the same time, I feel excited and, at the same time, terrified. The truth is, I don't know what I feel; except I know what kind of man I want to be.' Your man, darlin' – that's all I ever wanted to be. I didn't know it for certain until you fooled me into taking care of you; it felt so right that I should be the one there for you – Lord knows how I kept myself together when giving you that bath though…"

"Really, even then?"

"I'm a man with a fully functional set of hormones, woman; of course, even then!" Sheldon hugged her to him and then rolled over to his back, bringing Amy with him. "So, moving on…I started thinking about things a little more focused after that, when to move things on a little; making you my emergency contact at the University was the first step, I was beginning to think about you more and more…I even had your picture up as my screensaver just so that I could look at you whenever I wanted."

"I know, Leonard showed me while you were in Texas with Missy. I almost lept on you as soon as you got home, especially after you told me that you missed me." Amy slipped her hand under the buttons of his pyjama shirt, feeling the wiry hair on his chest prickling through his thin undershirt.

"I probably wouldn't have minded all that much, it was always easier when you made the first move." Sheldon admitted softly and Amy grinned up at him

"You did pretty alright on Valentine's Day."

"God! That was nearly a disaster, I didn't know what I was doing; I just lunged in and started kissing you, I didn't stop to think about it."

"You did alright, I was too shocked to realise what was happening at first; I remember thinking that the love of my life is kissing the socks off me and I was just standing there with my arms in the air; I didn't know where to put them. All I could feel were your hands on my hips and you started moving closer and closer."

"There I was thinking how fantastic I felt and I opened my eyes to see you standing there looking completely shell shocked and all you had to say was that it was 'nice."

"Aw, sweetheart; let me make it up to you. Go on, plant a good one on me." Amy puckered her lips and closed her eyes expectantly. She cranked open one eye to see Sheldon hadn't moved. "What, don't you want to?"

"Of course I do! I'm just thinking about how to recreate the moment when we're lying here in bed. You know I like to be thorough about these recreations."

"Stand up then, you can pretend that the glass of water is wine and take it from there. Let me see those acting lessons that you took from Penny pay off." They scrambled out of bed and stood next to each other.

"Okay, you first." Sheldon said and Amy thought over what she had said on the train.

"I think I said something about how I deserved romance. Yes that's it." Amy remembered her exact words and got into position. "Fine, it's true. I deserve romance, and I didn't know how else to make it happen."

"You want romance? I'll give you romance…" Sheldon reached over to take a sip of the water and gave an exaggerated gasp. "Urghh, grape juice that burns! Now we gaze deeply into each other's eyes." Sheldon leant forward to lock eyes with Amy, completely forgetting that he was supposed to make her blink so that he could win. He was completely lost as they stood close together but not touching. "I forgot, what did I say next?" He murmured in a deep voice, not unlike the tone he used after kissing her on the train.

"You said that kissing was romantic…"

"Mmm….Okay, I got it now." Sheldon stepped in a little closer and bent his head down slightly. "Let's see. What's next? Kissing's romantic." He pressed his closed lips to Amy's soft mouth and almost immediately placed his hands on her waist to move closer, Amy murmured something against his lips and he took the opportunity to slip his tongue between her slightly parted lips to coax her tongue into play. Amy's right hand drifted up to caress the short hairs at his nape and her right hand settled on Sheldon's hipbone. His right hand left her waist to travel up to caress her rib cage and then lightly settled just underneath her breast, Amy wiggled a little closer and shifted slightly so that his hand got dislodged until it was cupping her completely and inside her pyjama top. Sheldon kept stepping forward in slight increments until he nudged her again making her topple backwards onto the bed; keeping their mouths fused together he slid one knee between her legs and nudged them slightly apart so that he could settle fully against her. The thinness of their nightclothes were almost no barrier at all and all Sheldon could think about was making her completely his…

Amy felt Sheldon pressing against her and managed to tear her mouth away to breathe. "Um, sweetheart…I think we just frightened away the rest of the diners."

"What?" Sheldon's hips stopped their gentle rocking motions and he leant back to stare down into Amy's face, before remembering that they were supposed to be recreating the scene from the dining cart. "Ha, very funny. Now, don't you have something to say to me, little missy?"

"Well, if you had kissed me like that on the train I don't think you'd have made it to see the conductor."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, and you certainly wouldn't have been spending the night in a separate room either!"

"Good to know. Perhaps you'd like to repeat the performance next year?" Sheldon asked rolling off Amy's warm body and removing himself from temptation.

"Oh no, it's your turn to dazzle me next year. I arranged the last two Valentine's dates, you need to come up with something extra special for next year."

"Oh, I have something in mind never fear." Sheldon winked over and started toying with her ring finger again, sending a little thrill of joy through her entire body. He never did get around to telling her his grand plan for their future but Amy was content to know that he was thinking about it and that was enough for her.

Sheldon had been thinking about nothing else ever since she agreed to move in, it was October now and that only left him four months to get everything in place. He knew that Raj could be counted on as their premium party planner and now all he had to do was contact his Meemaw and tell her he was finally ready to accept the ring that she had offered him when he had first revealed his feelings for Amy, back when Missy was in labour; nearly a year ago. He fell asleep thinking about it, how he would ask and how their friends were likely to react; especially when he told them what he was planning and why everything had to be kept completely secret from Amy.

AN: So Sheldon's ready to take the ultimate step with Amy; what do you think? Should he plan an elaborate party up on the roof in order to propose? Or should he ask Raj for his help in planning the ultimate party and arrange the wedding for Valentine's Day instead? I'm not going to have the wedding on the roof as that would be too much like Bernadette and Howard…I was thinking about having him arrange for a romantic trip to Texas so that Amy could meet Meemaw and then Sheldon either proposing or arranging for them to be married while they were there.