The Big Reversal Theory 25
Or the Vixen in 4B
A huge thank you to ShAmy4vr for editing this chapter. It was only half done when I sent it, so I hope I caught the rest. Also a big shout out to MPHS95, SHamybabboos and TThomas for emotional support This chapter was hard to get out, but here it is. The last one of the Rated T Part.
The next morning, Sheldon woke up to find Amy in the exact same position she fell asleep. They had slept all night in each other's arms. Sheldon smiled. They did it. They had proved that they weren't slaves to their endocrine system after all. But just as that thought had crossed his mind, Amy let out a soft yearning moan and twisted her silken leg around his like an anaconda. Drat, he had spoken too soon, he thought, as he moved his body to feel her warm breath on his neck. He knew he had to get outta there now, but just a minute more…
His right arm was around her shoulders, with his left hand draped around her waist, resting on her hip. He could feel the outline of her panties under the pads of his fingers and he cursed his eidetic memory as it brought back flashes him pulling them up her legs when she had sprained her wrist.
He moved his hand from her hip up to her shoulder, coating her skin in a trail of feather light touches. Her skin felt softer than angora. This tender action caused Amy to moan once again and move her hand from his chest down his stomach to his hip bone. Her touch was like defibrillator to his no longer sleepy endocrine system.
Just as he was about to wake, her she blinked her eyes open to see him looking down at her. Her sleepy look and ruffled russet hair was just as adorable as it had been 8 hours ago.
Slowly, Amy pulled her hands off Sheldon's hip, letting her fingers glide over his stomach and ribs. She pushed back from Sheldon and stretched her arms over her head. Laying on her side, hugging her pillow she offered him a wide genuine smile which he couldn't help but return.
The sheet had slipped down from her shoulders and was now molded to her body accentuating the tops of her breasts. It was a bittersweet moment as Sheldon felt regret that she had taken her warmth away, but was grateful as he was quickly noticing the growing problem caused by this beguiling woman.
Amy was oblivious to his state of arousal. She was simply elated to have slept with him. It was one of her favorite fantasies.
"Sheldon! We did it! See! Aren't you pleased? Nothing happened! You have nothing to worry about." She hoped all his fears would now be put to rest, but his face told a different story. He seemed more terrified than she had ever seen him before, and she didn't know the cause.
The pulsing hard source of Sheldon's discomfort was the last thing he wanted to discuss while lying almost naked next to her. He moved his body away from her, but could not take his eyes from the tempting pale shoulders now clothed in her hair alone.
"Uh, huh.. Yeah.. Umm I should go. You know, get clothes, and um.. take a shower.. You should…" Sheldon looked down at her waving hair laying over her half exposed breast. "Um.. You should… Get dressed too."
Sheldon almost jumped off the bed and turned away from her. His early morning arousal did not abate. Just her voice made him shudder with excitement. Amy sat up pulling the sheet around her. She curled her legs underneath her body and leaned against the head board.
"Sheldon…?"
Sheldon could not look at her but continued to tussle with his top, undershirt and robe, hoping they would cover not so little 'problem'. He fought with his slippers as well, as he kept putting them on the wrong feet while he struggled with the robe. It was like the first time he had ever put on clothes. He could still smell her on him, and the scent was driving him wild. He really didn't want her to see his excitement almost bursting through his pants.
"Sheldon…"
"Um…" he finally succeeded in getting his pajama top on, but it was inside out and his t-shirt was over it. His robe was also inside out and his slippers were on the wrong feet. It was evident that he was upset and not knowing the reason worried Amy more.
"Sheldon Lee Cooper, sit down on this bed right now and tell what in hell is going on?" Amy's voice snapped through the air, just like a certain polecat mother he knew back in Texas. He sat down quickly on the bed and swallowed still not facing her.
After a silent moment he relaxed and let out a sigh.
"What did I do wrong?" Amy's voice shook. "Are you going to run away again?"
Sheldon reached back to her, "No! I'm not going to do that…"
"Did I do something wrong?"
"No, not at all. It's nothing." Sheldon looked back at her for a moment, "Amy, nothing is wrong. Everything was great." He gave her a reassuring smile which seemed to relax her and Sheldon tried not to look at her tempting hair brushing over her pale clavicles peeking out of the paper thin sheet. He had to get out of there; fast.
"I knew you'd be pleased. You were able to sleep with me, and you weren't tempted in the least…" As soon as Amy said it she thought, but why was he not tempted. She looked down at her body, and bit her lip. She was not attractive, that was why. She pulled back her hair, pulled her knees to her chest and hugged them doing her best to cover herself with the blanket as well.
Sheldon couldn't help it he let out short laugh "I think I'm finally getting sarcasm, Amy!"
Amy looked up and beamed at him. "Really? You think that was sarcastic?"
"Well, wasn't it? Rats, I thought I had that one. I was sure of it! You people really need to get a sign!"
Amy blew out the breath she was holding. Sheldon had just said he was tempted by her? Amy suddenly felt like a goddess thanks to that one simple off the cuff remark. She beamed with joy and almost bouncing on the bed while asking him, "Did you sleep well?"
Her tempting bouncing and jigging all her appealing parts was not helping his situation in the least. However, she brought up an interesting point.
Sheldon thought about it for a moment. He hadn't expected to, but he did in fact sleep very well, even with someone so close to him. He had no fears of germs with Amy. It must be that he had become anesthetized to her because of the year and half of her saliva soaked cheek kisses and hugs.
"Yes, I did… huh… imagine that?"
"I'm surprised too that I slept so well." Amy relaxed and sat back against the headboard with only the nearly transparent white sheet covering her chest.
"You are?" Sheldon expected her to have no compunction about sleeping with him. He was taken aback that she was surprised.
"Yes, I mean I did take a Benadryl, so that helped me fall asleep so easily. However, I have never slept with anyone so intimately before."
Amy was busily watching Sheldon who was now attempting to readjust his shirts and robe. He had stripped off his shirt and pajama top to put them on the right order. Amy was grateful that Sheldon was facing the other way so that he didn't see her drool over the arched muscles in his back as he peeled off the pajama top. She had to get him outta there before she pounced on him like a cat and scratched that tempting back of his in a lust filled stupor.
"You forget that we have Amy. You slept on my chest before… on your couch. Remember?" Sheldon turned back to her, his tops still in his hands but his eyes were immediately drawn back to her chest. Amy didn't notice his eyes as she had her own floor show to watch. "After that scoundrel Victor accosted you. The cad."
Sheldon continued trying to dress, but her chest was a major distraction. He almost shook his head to stop gawking.
"Oh yeah.. But we had clothes on." Amy licked her lips as she watched him throw on the t-shirt. She was almost whimpering.
"Um.. yeah. Lots of clothes…" Sheldon's breath was ragged by the time he had finished dressing, still unable to take his eyes off her twirling her hair as it floated over her bare shoulders.
Amy was ignorant to the affect her state of undress was having on Sheldon, "It's funny but I usually move around during the night and traveling sometimes gives me night terrors. But last night… Nothing. It must have been the allergy meds, but still I am surprised." She smiled and reached out for his hand, "I think.. you um, make me comfortable."
Amy was leaning over to reach for his hand. Her eyes had a stunning glow that caused Sheldon to lose his thoughts for a moment. He scooted closer to her, "Well, maybe because you were warm enough. Um.. do you want to sleep again…I mean…Not now.. later… Like tonight. But with me. Do you want to sleep with me. I don't mean what you think I mean.. because of that table thing. I just….what I mean is.."
Amy put her hand on his arm to stop his rambling. "Sheldon… If you need a place to stay tonight, you are more than welcome to stay with me. Take the extra keycard over there." Amy tucked her hair behind her ears and looked down, "In fact, I would like it very much."
"Thank you Amy.. I might just take you up on that…" Sheldon gulped and looked once again at her chest, "…tempting offer."
Sheldon reluctantly left Amy's bedside and returned to the room where his belongings were stored. He found Raj passed out and snoring away in the same bed as Howard, spooning each other and sleeping comfortably. Sheldon's bed was untouched so he could have slept there after all. Sheldon showered, dressed and gathered his things. Though his movements were as always, cat like, his bunkmates were so deeply asleep he could have started a tap dance school and they would not have woken up. He placed his packed suitcase near the door for later, and quickly left the room to meet Amy for breakfast.
Sheldon found that the best part of breakfast wasn't the pancakes or the perfectly cooked bacon, it was the fact that he felt so comfortable and at ease with Amy. His calm smile remained on his face for most of the meal, and he didn't even make too much of a fuss when the waitress gave him whole milk instead of 2%.
As the guys had slept in, Amy and Sheldon were left alone all morning to attend any panel they chose without complaint and the couple enjoyed every one especially when they could mock the presenters for their dumbing down of science through biting Q and A questions.
When they attended David Underhill's presentation Sheldon was in his element.
"Dr. Underhill, You've dedicated your latest book to educating the general populace about complex scientific ideas like dark matter." Sheldon commented.
David Underhill smiled, "Yes, in part…"
Sheldon hid his snicker, "Have you ever considered trying to do something useful? Perhaps, reading to the elderly?"
Underhill snorted, "Excuse me?"
Sheldon continued, "Yeah, but not your book, that's poppycock... You know, something they might enjoy." Sheldon finally gave a fake smile to Underhill's gawking face, "I kid, of course. Keep going, please… We haven't heard about Dark matter and photino particle. You know, the super-partner of the photon?"
Underhill stumbled, "Oh I .. um.. didn't discuss the photino particle in this book."
Sheldon looked around wide eyed, "Oh Dear… Well.. no wonder. Anyway.. Big fan." Sheldon sat down and smirked at Amy. She almost wanted to kiss him senseless but decided instead on a shoulder nudge and glimmering smile of approval at his Alpha Male Status.
After the dismantling of Underhill, Sheldon and Amy had lunch while waiting for the panel on bioorganic cellular computer devices. It was then Sheldon spotted Smoot. He ran over to him and caught his attention.
"Dr. Smoot, I'm Dr. Sheldon Cooper." Amy came up beside him, "Oh and this is my… um girlfriend… Dr. Amy Farrah Fowler." Sheldon looked at Amy's shocked face and blushed, but he had to concentrate on Smoot.
Smoot looked bothered, like he was late for something, "Um, yes hello."
"I have a paper here, I would love for you to read." Instead of the line he was going to say, like what has anyone heard from Smoot lately, he said the line that Amy made him memorize.
His delivery was robotic, but still effective, "Um… I would be… grateful." Sheldon winced as he gritted his teeth, "If you would give me your opinion. I believe it is paradigm alerting. We could continue my…" Amy nudged him, "I mean… this research… as a team…"
Smoot barely looked at the paper, and then said, "Yes, I doubt it's paradigm altering, but I'll give you some pointers and get back to you."
Amy snarled and almost pushed Sheldon out to the way, "Hey Pal. If my boyfriend says it's paradigm altering than it is! What do you know, working at some hippy college like Berkley! Dr. Cooper works at Cal-Tech! So while you're riding out the coat tails of you dying career, remember that you had a chance to work with one of the brightest minds in the world!" Amy shook her head, "Geez, get one Nobel Prize and turn into a diva."
Sheldon was too shocked to say anything, but Smoot seemed to like Amy's barracuda's ways, "Okay, Dr. Fowler. I'll take a look. I am late for my panel though, but I'll call as soon as the conference is over. I have a meeting with CalT-tech next week, I'll come see you and we can discuss it." Smoot smirked at Amy, "Is that okay with your manager?"
Amy crossed her arms and replied, "Yes, but just remember, When you get the Nobel, Sheldon's name is first, he gets 20% on the backend of all book deals plus residuals. Oh, and none of this lame-o PR work like showing up on TV shows or something. He's strictly a research guy, got it?"
"Got it! Nice talking to you, Dr. Cooper." Smoot ran off to his panel, with Sheldon's paper in hand and a smile on his face at Amy's overprotective ways.
She turned to Sheldon still gob smacked face and smiled, "Girlfriend, huh?"
Sheldon cleared his throat, "Um, yes well. That was easier than long winded explanation about three dates and the like. Besides, you said that to Underhill, so neerer neerer."
Amy looked away and said, "I didn't know you heard that." Sheldon just raised his eye brows at Amy, who smiled, "It does seem simpler doesn't it?"
Sheldon bit his lip and smirked, "Oh and calling me the brightest minds in the world will help your chances of becoming Sheldon Cooper's girlfriend, by the way."
"Oh I didn't know there was a competition." Amy picked an imaginary piece of lint off his shirt, "And I said ONE of the brightest minds. Don't get cocky, Cooper." Amy sauntered off down the hall to toward the panel. Watching Amy defend him like a pole cat was definitely on the qualities he wanted in a girlfriend. He joked about it, but he never had anyone defend him like she did. There was no competition, Amy was the only one in the race.
After the panel, the two separated as Amy was interested in a panel on Freudian theory of Penis envy and how it related to primate behavior. And as interested as Sheldon might be in the fascinating subject of penises and how Amy might weigh in on the subject, he wanted to attend the discussion of robotics and space exploration. It was at this point that his three friends found him as he watched Amy walk away with a smile on his face.
Leonard called out to him, "Sheldon! There you are!"
Sheldon looked like a love sick teenager as he turned to his tardy friends, "Hello gentlemen. While you all were sleeping your lives away, Amy and I have attended all the best panels. And no, we won't tell you spoilers…" Sheldon almost jumped up and down, "Okay one, Underhill is an idiot."
"That's not a spoiler Sheldon you've been saying that for months."
"Well I now have confirmation. Oh and one more, Smoot is a diva, but Amy put him in his place!" Sheldon's giddy smile was disturbing to his tardy friends, plus they were all feeling a little guilty wondering where Sheldon had slept last night.
"Listen, pal. We all feel terrible about last night. Did you get another room? Where did ya sleep?" Howard asked, feeling uncomfortable that he had been so elated at Sheldon's disappearance.
Sheldon hid a smirk, and said quickly "Oh I got by. No need to worry."
Leonard now felt even worse about abandoning Sheldon thinking he had probably slept in the lobby. "Look, I am going to the front desk right now and changing the room to a double bed. Or Raj and Howard can take my room and we can switch to the double, okay?"
Sheldon's face twitched as he said, "Oh.. no need. I fixed the sleeping arrangements. It's all sorted." a little too eager to drop the subject.
"All sorted? Did you get a room? They just said they are fully booked. Where did you… Oh…. I get it…" Raj figured it out and gave Sheldon a beaming smile while he nudged him.
Sheldon feigned lack of knowledge of his friends insinuation, but his blushing face gave him away, "Get what, what are you getting?"
Leonard finally got the reference as well, "You dawg!"
Sheldon rolled his eyes, "Nothing happened! We just slept in the same bed. We didn't move all night."
"No movement? Buddy, I hate to tell ya, but to do it right, you have got to have some hip movements. Here, I call this one the Wolowitz Whopper!" Howard thrust his hips forward a few times in a circular motion. Sheldon wasn't the only one getting sick watching him.
"Howard, stop that gyration right now! Amy and I will do no such thing! We aren't even boyfriend/girlfriend yet."
"Woah, wait a minute. You slept with Amy, in the same bed? And you aren't even official? Damn dude, you're a stud!" Raj slapped him on the back and beamed at him.
Sheldon held his paper to his chest like a teddy bear, "I am not a stud! I will not sire offspring for a fee like a horse!"
Howard winked at him, "If you were like a horse, you could get good fee! I bet Amy would pay..."
Sheldon cut off Howard tawdry rant, "Stop that kinda talk right now. Just because Amy was naked doesn't mean anything…"
"Hold the phone, WHAT?!"
Sheldon's own ears couldn't believe he had let that little factoid slip, "Never mind… the panel is starting…" Sheldon almost ran off down the hall toward the doors leaving Howard, Raj and Leonard with looks of amazement painted on their faces.
"Don't tell me he's not a stud!"
Leonard looked nauseated, "Guys… I just realized…Once he is with Amy officially, there will no living with him! His ego will be size of the State he is from!"
All three men looked positively pale, "Oh god. What do you we do?"
Howard popped up, "Hey, there's a panel about going to Mars, maybe he'll sign up?"
Raj looked sad, "I hope he doesn't take Amy with him. I would really miss her…"
"He probably won't because he probably wouldn't even think of it." Howard and the guys started to troop toward the panel, but Leonard stopped them with a snap.
"Of course he would take Amy with him! Sheldon is not such an ass that he would sign up to go to Mars without Amy! Damn Howard, that's just cold!"
"I know, I should give him more credit! Our little homo novus is growing up so fast!"
"Yeah, well, if he goes, I still have to keep to rules of the apartment."
"How do you figure, he'll be millions of miles away."
Raj popped in, "yeah, like 225 Million km. Dude, there is no way he'd watch the thermostat."
"No it is already written into the agreement. If one of us goes on an interspace journey, the roommate agreement still applies unless one is informed of the other's death, and then only after an appropriate mourning period."
"Dude, you're screwed…"
After the panel, Sheldon almost ran out of the conference room to get away from the guys and to meet up with Amy for dinner. He did not want to have the guys make inappropriate comments to her that could interfere with his wish to stay with her again that night, but he had nothing to worry about, as Amy had been looking forward to the evening the entire day.
Eventually Sheldon found Amy in the crowd of biologists debating whether penis sizes were related to intelligence. When Sheldon approached the group, the three women she was speaking with all stepped back and eyed Sheldon with a lust fill scrutiny. Amy quickly pulled him away before the horny primatologists took out their measuring tape for his hands.
"Oh boy, Sheldon, they were ready to strap you on a table! We better get you outta here before they start to measure the banana locked in your puzzle box!"
"Amy, what do you…" When Amy looked down at Sheldon and then back up to his face with a waggle of her eyebrows and a wink, he knew what she meant.
"Oh dear…" Sheldon looked back in horror as the three cougars licked their lips eyeing a gazelle.
"Proposal: We eat dinner in your room. Away from all this.." Sheldon was getting crowd crazy from the hordes of people he feared would trample him any moment. Amy was also feeling a little claustrophobic, but it was the idea of having Sheldon all to herself that made her tremble. She couldn't get the scent of him off her and she didn't want to.
"I share your Enochlophobia at the moment. Let's go to our room."
"Well technically it's your room. I'm just couch surfing like some vagrant indie rock band member."
"Well, if you were a band member, you'd be the dreamy one and the smart one." Amy smiled and then looked away quickly before Sheldon had a chance to react to her compliment. Weaving their way through the crowd Amy was a nervous as a bride on her wedding night though she was making efforts to hide it from Sheldon.
Sheldon retrieved his bag from Howard's room and quickly brought it to Amy's. Though he was nervous and a little reluctant to just walk in with his keycard, he also did not want anyone to see him knocking at a lady's door with a suitcase in his hand.
Quickly entering the room he looked around for Amy and realized that she was in bathroom. Sheldon waited at the door, now unsure the protocol. Amy's room was spacious, with a desk big enough for two, and a large armoire. It seemed custom made for two people sharing a room, but to Sheldon, it suddenly felt small.
Amy emerged from the bathroom to find Sheldon eyeing the room with a glazed look on his face. Yep, she knew he would be freaking out about it at some point.
"Oh, good, you're here." Amy tried to act as causal as possible, but even she was nervous.
Sheldon just nodded. Amy sat on the chaise lounge at the end of the king size bed and tapped it for him to sit next to her. Sheldon did so, but so timidly that Amy sat away from him to give him some space.
"Look Sheldon. I can tell you're nervous."
"Well. A sleepover is a big step for us."
"It is, but we've already done it!" Amy saw that her reassurances weren't helping Sheldon, "Okay, let's do this. Suspend the dating clause of our relationship for one evening, okay? We are friends, nothing more. Staying with me will be no different than staying with Leonard, Raj nor Howard."
"Well, Leonard snores, Howard talks in sleep about women and Raj as it turns out, is a cuddler. But I see your point."
Amy smiled, "I am cuddler too, but for tonight… We will keep our sleepover G rated. We can order a pizza, and put on pajamas, it will be like a slumber party!" Amy voice raised like a preteen girl.
"Slumber party reminds me too much of my sister and all her friend's trying to put makeup on me. Let's just call it a sleepover."
Amy calmed down the giddy girl screeching and lowered her tone to business mode, '"Deal."
"Sleepover or not, you're not braiding my hair!" Sheldon held his hair defensively. Amy thought his twin sister must have really done a number on him over the years.
"Fine! Now go put away your stuff and get on your PJ's."
Sheldon stood up and went to unpack his clothes to put them in the armoire. Amy had not used it at all. Sheldon noticing a blanket on the top shelf quickly closed the door, "Umm. Ya know… I will just keep my clothes in the suitcase as we are leaving early tomorrow." He knew it was wrong, but he was hoping Amy would be freezing like an Eskimo without a parka tonight.
"No problem." Amy was on the phone ordering the pizza. By the time she was done, Sheldon had emerged from the bath, PJ's on and ready for the evening. "Um… Amy…. Can we make this evening PG, instead of G?"
"Why sure, what do you have in mind?" Amy was grateful she had not been facing him otherwise he would have seen her blush in an instant.
Sheldon announced happily, "That way we can watch Star Trek II, the Wrath of Khan."
Amy sighed silently, "Okay… but next slumber party, I choose the movie!"
Sheldon smiled widely, "Not slumber party... sleepover, but DEAL!" He was so elated that he didn't realize he had just agreed to another sleepover.
Amy hid her smile as she returned to the bathroom to wash her hair, don her snap down nightgown and robe. Coming back into the bedroom she sat on the chaise in front of the TV. It seemed so formal, so she shifted and laid on the bed facing the opposite way to watch TV and Sheldon mirrored her actions. They had watched about 20 minute before the pizza arrived, causing Sheldon to hide from the delivery guy so he wouldn't see him in a girl's room.
Amy had no such worries and grinned at Sheldon who was cowering behind the door, "Sheldon, don't be silly. The pizza guy doesn't care what we are doing in here."
They returned to the bed, sat up against the headboard and continued watching the movie, while eating most of the pizza and polishing off a six pack of Diet soda.
"Hold up. How can he come back and deal with the Romanians if he is buried on that Genesis planet?" Despite herself, Amy had become interested in Star Trek and Sheldon was thrilled.
"You'll have to see!" He smiled as he cleaned up the mess and hopped back onto the bed with Amy. She returned to her original posture and was lying on her side twisting her hair into braids unconsciously.
"Boy that guy from Fantasy Island is hot! How old is he? Look at that chest!" Amy was still playing with her hair, while licking her lips eyeing a very buff Ricardo Montalbán. Sheldon was not amused. Amy kept looking, "Is that even real?"
Sheldon growled, "Yes it's real and he is evil and through his actions, Spock dies, so no ogling."
"Yes, Captain." Amy smirked at him. Sheldon had to adjust himself hearing that title. It was going to be a long night, he thought.
After the film was finished, they played a few rounds of counterfactuals while Sheldon tried to ignore how adorable Amy looked in braids on either side of her face. She looked like a sexy farm girl in her striped nightgown that covered every inch of her and her side braids. She was now on her stomach and her calves sticking out of her nightgown made Sheldon wish he could up the rating for the evening. He even loved watching her brush her teeth. She seemed a master at handling an electric toothbrush. Everything she did was fascinating to him.
A thought struck him as they pulled down the blanket to go to bed. "Um, Amy. You seemed to sleep well last night. One wonders if that was from your drug induced addled state, or the um… position you slept in…"
Amy knew exactly what Sheldon was hinting at, and she wanted the same thing. Sleeping with him so close was one of the best nights she had had in long time. Touching him and feeling his arms surround her was addictive and she had been trying to think of a way to introduce the subject. Now Sheldon had given her the opening she so desperately wanted.
"Well… it would be easy to test those variables. We would have to recreate the conditions and then eliminate the key variable; in this case, the allergy medicine."
Sheldon sat up in bed and looked down at Amy's nightgown, "Um… All the conditions would have to be the same in order for the experiment to be valid, wouldn't you agree?"
"Oh I agree." Amy drew in a breath as she noticed Sheldon's pale tempting neck peeking out of his pajamas. "Completely."
Underneath the blankets, Amy snapped open her nightgown and took it off while Sheldon removed his shirts. Both had avoided each other's eyes as they undressed.
The two met in the middle of the bed, gingerly wrapped their arms around each other and Amy nuzzled into Sheldon's warm, inviting chest. She was still wearing her braids, and also her glasses. Sheldon reached up and pulled the glasses slowly off her face.
"You forgot these. Also, Amy… Your braids feel like snakes."
"Snakes? Okay. I'll take them out. Amy sat up, holding the blanket to her chest she unraveled her hair and placed her glasses on the nightstand. Though Sheldon tried to avoid watching her place her glasses on the nightstand he just couldn't steal his eyes away from her. The braids had now made her hair wavy and it flowed over her back like melted chocolate. He was disappointed to only catch a glimpse before she pulled the blanket over her shoulders again and resumed her position.
Though Amy was not as cold as the night before Sheldon could not forget the blanket in the closet and he felt he was a cad for hiding it from her.
"Amy, in the interest of full disclosure, there is a blanket in the cabinet, if you are cold. I didn't know it was there last night, or I would have gotten it for you." Sheldon looked down at Amy whose face was nestled into his neck.
Amy swallowed and with a husky voice said, "It's okay. I'm warmer with you than I would be with any hotel blanket." Amy leaned up and gave Sheldon a quick kiss on his cheek, "I know this is hard for you, and I appreciate you keeping me warm. Thank you, Sheldon."
Sheldon leaned in to her cheek, feeling the heat off her skin on his lips. He placed a small kiss on her cheek, but only pulled away an inch. "Amy, thank you for letting me stay."
Amy tried to hold her breath in, but she let it out in spurts. She could barely breathe with him so close to her. She bent her head the short distance and kissed his cheek, "And thank you for keeping warm again tonight." Then she leaned in and did it again "And for being honest."
She pulled back slightly but Sheldon held her close. He swallowed and placed another kiss on her cheek, this time moving closer to her mouth, "Um… thank you for bringing the paper."
"Thank you for that lovely Cordon Bleu dinner." Amy kept her mouth near his cheek. Sheldon didn't pull away.
"Thank you for helping me with the Physics bowl." He kissed her cheek and pulled her closer to him.
Amy lingered a little longer and breathed her thank you on his cheek. He could almost taste the mint from her toothpaste. Her hair was now tumbled around her face. "Thank you for going with me to the wedding."
Sheldon reached up with his hand and held her jaw as he leaned in and kissed her cheek again.
"Thank you for getting rid of Ramona."
Amy kissed his cheek near the corner of his mouth, "For folding away all my boxes."
"For still talking to me after I broke into your apartment to get at those boxes." His kiss lingered on his cheek and he moved his mouth toward her ear feeling her skin on his lips.
"For helping me when I got drunk with Penny."
Sheldon pulled back in surprise, "You knew it was me that took care of you that night?"
"I did, later. But I should have realized given how well my sweater was folded. Thank you… Again." Amy leaned close again and kissed his cheek.
"Amy…" He let his kiss linger as he moved his mouth to the side of hers. She could almost taste his breath, "Thank you.. for moving in to 4B."
Amy turned her head, and her lips glazed around his. Sheldon's breath was shallow. He closed his eyes, and let his lips barely touch hers before he pulled away and opened his eyes. Amy's eyes were still closed, waiting for him to kiss her.
He moved his mouth to her ear and whispered, "Amy, I want to kiss you, but I have no parameters to do so. I kissed you on New Year's because it was a social convention. I kissed you at the wedding for a ruse, but.."
Amy blinked her eyes open and pulled back, "Sheldon… It's okay. You can kiss me. I give you permission."
"But why?"
"WHY?! Because you want to? Isn't that a good enough reason?"
"No… It's not!"
"But you kissed me when you drank that tea?"
"Yes, but I was a cad to do so. No better than Victor." Sheldon looked away from her face and perched his lips. He was convinced she went to Saudi because of his aborrant behavior. Sheldon looked back at her and sucked in his bottom lip in shame.
"Oh Sheldon, that's silly." Sheldon looked down when she spoke. She should not dismiss his fears so readily. So instead she realized what he needed, and smiled, "I get it… You need context."
Sheldon relaxed, and gave her a smile, "Yes. I can't just kiss you because I want to. It's not right. We aren't even…" Sheldon drew in a breath and said quietly, "In the spirit of full disclosure, my body does not realize that we are not a couple."
Amy whispered back to him, "My body doesn't realize it either, Sheldon." Sheldon raised his eyes at her admission.
"Well…" She leaned back on the pillow and put her finger to her lips as if she was thinking, though she knew exactly what to say, "If we were dating, it would easier. You could kiss me whenever you wanted… though with certain restrictions. like no public kissing. That's tacky."
Sheldon sat up and leaned toward her with a smile, "Really?" He looked at her with a skeptical glare, "Whenever I want?"
"Not in public." She corrected him.
"Of course, but... that doesn't seem right."
"Well, social convention dictates that you may kiss a person after a date, or if you are pair bonded usually whenever you want."
"But we went on two dates, and we didn't kiss?" Sheldon slumped down and whined.
Amy couldn't help teasing him "Sorry buddy." She shook her head, "You missed your chance!"
"Rats. I need these rules ahead of time before our next date! That's not fair!"
"I understand. However...You know what, Sheldon. It makes me think…" Amy moved closer to Sheldon and licked her upper lip, "Given the definition of a "Date" we have actually been on more than two."
Sheldon bent his elbow and sat up, "Oh, really? How do you figure?"
"Well, remember when you paid my way into the zoo? That could be considered a date." Amy bit her bottom lip and ran her fingers down his neck towards his chest. She then outlined his bicep on his bent arm. She stifled her whimpering. Sheldon started to quiver but still managed to answer her.
"That's only because you forgot to break a hundred when you cashed your check. I just fronted you the money." Amy stopped her hand on his chest and rolled her eyes at him missing her easy out. Sheldon finally got the hint and replied quickly, "Oh, but I see what you mean… But monetary constraints shouldn't determine a date." He sat up a little bit and inched closer to her, "But you could count whenever we went to the Zoo."
"Or the museum." Her head was under his jaw, so she couldn't see his reactions to her touching his neck, almost marking the territory she wanted to kiss him with a finger trail. His smell was inducing a fervor in her.
"Or the observatory."
"Anytime we had dinner, just the two of us." Amy inched her way closer to him and continued her trail down his neck to his chest and back to his ear.
"Or went to the train store." Sheldon was on a roll, but Amy stopped him dead in his tracks.
"Forget it pal. There is no way going to the train store counts as a date! Or if it does it's the worst date ever."
Amy edged back to him, and played with his chest hair slightly, "Sheldon let's use that sexy memory of yours, shall we."
"Sexy?"
"Yep, it makes the uterus quiver, Sheldon." Sheldon eyes popped open, but Amy was unabashed, "Back to business… Given these new parameters, how many dates have we been on since we've known each other?"
Sheldon looked away for a moment then turned back to her confident in his number, "273."
Amy let out a quivering sigh, "Well… I may be just a biologist, but that is way more than three, wouldn't you say?"
"Yes… it is most definitely more.." Sheldon pulled her by the bare waist closer to him. His hands trailed up to her spine to her hair and held onto the back of her head while he moved her on her back.
"Given this new information, I can only say that I would like to alter the paradigm of our relationship, Sheldon."
Sheldon couldn't hide his grin. He tried to bite his lip, but he was too excited, "I'm listening…"
Amy placed her hand on his chest, and almost pushed him back, "But everything is going to change, Sheldon. Physical and otherwise, are you okay with that?"
"Oh, I'm counting on it." He pulled her hand off his chest and wrapped it around his neck, as he moved closer to her.
"Then… um.. I would like to no longer consider you not.. not my friend. I mean, my friend, but not not your girl/friend. I mean.." Amy's stumbling was due to Sheldon continuing to close the gap between them till only centimeters separated them.
"Amy, let me do it before you butcher the English language with a quadruple negative, okay?"
"Okay.." It was Amy's turn to suppress her grin. Sheldon put his hands on either side of her face, holding it gently while he asked the question he had wanted to ask so long ago. The fear that had crippled him was now gone, and all the reasons that stopped him before forgotten. The only thing he knew was that he wanted her, the only thing he wanted to feel was her touch and all he wanted to see was her smiling face, "Amy… will you be my girlfriend."
Amy blinked her sparking large green eyes a few times, bit her lip for a second and answered as she leaned closer to him, "Yes."
He felt a wave of closure flood him and instant relief.
"Oh, thank god that's over…" Sheldon pulled her by her neck to meet him halfway but she was already at his lips. The first urgent kiss was unbroken until each of them were gasping for air. Sheldon pulled back and looked at Amy, half expecting it to be the dream or fantasy that had been plaguing him for months. He could feel her under him, her warm body fused with his. He leaned down kiss her again, this time without the urgency. He let his mouth move over hers as his hands moved to her back and shoulder blades. Sheldon's light touch tickled Amy a little, and she let out a quivering moan that opened her mouth. Sheldon remembered the kiss she had given him after she had returned from the hospital. He wanted to return it, perfect it, and practice it until he was a master.
His tongue savored the hint of mint on her lower lip and begged for more. Amy's roaming hands pulled Sheldon by the small of his back closer to her each time his tongue glided across hers. Sheldon moved his hands around her shoulder blades to her ribs, then to the sides of breasts. He stopped as soon as he felt his fingers move closer, almost grasping her. Amy stopped as well, and they both looked at each, surprised how quickly things had escalated.
"Amy. I am not sure what to do. I mean what I can do." He hadn't moved his hand from under her breast. Amy shifted up and Sheldon's hand fell to her hip.
"This is new for me as well. I am not sure protocols or parameters either." Suddenly Amy shot Sheldon a beaming smile.
"I've got the answer!" Amy sat up, holding the covers to her chest, she replaced her glasses and grabbed at her robe at the end of the bed.
"What, Amy? Where are you going?"
"I should have done this earlier." Amy threw on the robe and went to her briefcase. She pulled out a bonded stack of papers and then turned to Sheldon who by now had also got out of bed and put on his robe. Confused by her actions, he followed her to the middle of room.
"Amy, what are you doing?"
Amy smiled, "I present to you the relationship agreement. A binding covenant that, in its 35 pages, enumerates, iterates and codifies the rights and responsibilities of Sheldon Lee Cooper, here and after known as the boyfriend, and Amy Farrah Fowler, here and after known as the girlfriend." Amy handed him his own document and sat on the chaise lounge, hoping she had done the right thing.
Sheldon looked at the paper with awe. "Amy, I don't understand. Is this my relationship agreement?"
"No. It's ours." Amy winked at him, "I used the good paper too!"
Sheldon held the document to her, "You want this? I mean, I told Leonard about it, and he thought I was crazy."
"Phooey on Leonard and anyone else who tells us how to be a couple! He always says that to you when he doesn't agree with your opinion. You have given us a guide for our relationship, Sheldon. And you did this long before I even thought you were remotely interested in me. Do I want it? Yes, but with my changes. Your old document kept me at arm's length and I understood that. But things have changed between us, and you don't need to do that anymore. You need to read it and see if YOU want it now. You may not."
"35 pages? But it was 31 pages?"
"I added a few things… Go ahead, read it."
Sheldon flipped through the document like a speed reader. Everything was the same except she had clarified some loopholes he had specifically left out. She had expanded the holiday section, the familial visits, travel requirements, and most glaring: she had completely altered the physical contact section. Amy's relationship agreement was more about compromise and communication than constraint.
Amy held her hands tightly as she explained the document. "The changes are in the physical section, I thought it was too restrictive. I added that we can proceed through the customary advancements of intimacy, at our pace. If at any time, one or the other party doesn't like the pace, all they need to say is stop. If all you want to do is just kissing, that's fine. We can stop there. If you want more, we can proceed. Oh and there is no set schedule or timeline we have to reach. We can just have kissing for years before we move to another stage. No expectations, but parameters."
Sheldon looked at Amy with awe. She knew he needed the agreement to feel comfortable and she didn't ridicule him for it as other's might do. She recognized all his needs and tried to fulfill them. He was astounded how well she understood him.
"Amy… I just don't know what to say."
"Well, if you agree, you can sign it along with my signature on page 35. Then I'm all yours."
"Mine?" Sheldon said the word with almost a hungry growl to his voice. Little did Amy know how she had tapped into his possessive streak. No more dates with strangers or picture book store owners. No more would he have to worry about her looking for someone better than he, she would be his. She was willing to wait for him. She wanted him, quirks and all.
"That is if you'll have me?" she added innocently. She saw his demeanor change instantly as he almost ran to the desk, scribble his name across the bottom of page 35, then slowly turn his head toward her with a coy grin. His head was down as he eyed Amy across the room. He stripped off his robe and threw it on the chair as his cat like movements inched closer to Amy.
Amy knew Sheldon's faces. She had memorized all of them, but this one was new; hungry and determined. Her body shivered she met his gaze.
Sheldon crossed the room like a panther stalking his prey. Amy started to back up to the bed as he approached her. She was unsure what he was going to do to her, but she knew one thing, he was in control. Amy fell back onto the bed and used her elbows to inch her way up but Sheldon was on her, following her every movement, never breaking his gaze on her. He crawled over her, trapping her against the headboard.
Amy almost couldn't catch a breath before he dove in her mouth. His hands moved around her face and neck, holding her, possessing her. He had positioned himself between her legs, trapping her against the headboard, but Amy didn't mind. She did however need to catch her breath. As soon as she turned her head to gasp for oxygen, Sheldon moved his mouth to her neck, kissing her, tasting her. He pulled off her robe from her shoulders and his mouth followed the trail left behind by the thin cloth. He held her up by the small of her back, feeling her the tips of her hair tickling his hands. Amy arched her back, sliding more underneath Sheldon but he was moving at a light speed. He didn't take a second on one spot before he moved to another. Every sensation, taste and smell he felt he had to capture before it disappeared. It was too fast, too much. Amy had to pull him back, but she was lost in the new feeling as well. She didn't want everything over so soon, but she didn't want to stop.
"Sheldon… Wait." He didn't hear her. He had pulled off her robe and exposed her chest to him. His tongue danced and caressed over her nipples while his other hand squeezed and pulled her closer to him. He was devouring her, one inch of her at a time, but before Amy could get used to one tantalizing sensation, he quickly shifted to another.
He moved his hips closer to her, pulling her legs apart by prying her open with his body. Amy held onto his neck and called out to him again, "Sheldon! Wait." Just as quickly as it all started, he stopped his movements and looked at her. He was mortified he had lost control. Never had he felt that complete surrender to his body's wishes. He hoped Amy would forgive him, but the look she gave him said there was nothing to forgive.
She wore her understanding face, of comfort and love. It was one of his favorite Amy faces, and much needed at this point. She didn't look mad or annoyed, but instead she offered him a sweet smile and gently ran her hand down his jaw. "Slow and steady wins the race, right? I mean, we've only been dating for two minutes and here we are in bed together." She let out a small laugh and nuzzled into his chest.
Sheldon shifted on his side and pulled her closer to him, "Yes, Amy. You're right. I just…" Sheldon let out a large sigh to regain his breathing rhythm and steady his heart beat.
"I know… me too." Amy kissed his neck and jaw, "It's overwhelming. But I'm not going anywhere. Oh, and you know where I live, so no escape!"
"I should hope not!" Sheldon shifted to his side as did Amy. He looked saddened as he remembered something he wanted to forget. He traced his hand down her face, brushing her wild hair off her cheek, "Amy… I have to leave early in the morning. The train leaves…"
"I know. Don't worry. I'll see you when we get back home. It will only be 12 hours." Sheldon shifted on his back, and pulled Amy on his chest with a gentle pull.
But Sheldon wasn't thinking of the 12 hours or the train ride. He was only thinking this time tomorrow night he would be sleeping in his bed; alone. He pulled her closer and let his finger tips glide over her shoulder and back. Somehow, the few feet of space between their homes seemed oceans away. He savored every touch as he drifted off to sleep with Amy nestled in his arms.
The next morning, Sheldon blinked his eyes open at 5:00 AM. He had to be dressed, fed and out the door by six to catch the shuttle to the train, but he stole five more minutes of Amy in his arms. She hadn't moved all night. He would have to tell her when he saw her later that evening back in Pasadena.
He woke and quietly got ready for the day, while Amy slept. He left her note and snuck out to meet Leonard for breakfast, but his mind wasn't on food.
Leonard's voice rose a little to get his attention at the restaurant, "Sheldon… Did you hear that? The waitress wants to know what you want for breakfast."
"Okay Leonard, yeah good. You too…"
Leonard just rolled his eyes, "Oh, brother.. Give him oatmeal. 2% milk. No butter, no raisins, extra brown sugar." Sheldon had been in a haze all morning.
The sweet middle aged waitress winked at Leonard, "You got it sweetie, you guys are such a cute couple!"
Leonard called back to the waitress, "We're not a couple!" But she was already gone.
Sheldon had been completely unaware of what was going on around him. He was in a daze with a strange look on his face and Leonard was beginning to worry. How could his friend look so happy and sad at the same time?
"Sheldon, are you okay?"
Sheldon didn't look at him but instead in the distance, "Everything has changed, Leonard."
"For the better?"
Sheldon finally snapped out of his haze and said assuredly, "Yes. I am surprised that I can honestly say some change is a good thing."
"I'm glad you said that, because, Raj, Howard and I have booked plane tickets home… We just can't take that long train ride, Sheldon." Leonard winced waiting for the oncoming storm, but it never came.
Instead, Sheldon's eyes lit up and asked hopefully, "Can I get a ticket too?"
"You want to NOT take the train?"
"No… I just want to get home. As soon as possible Leonard."
"Okay, buddy, I'll try right now..."Leonard tried to book a flight to Burbank, but all the flights were full. Sheldon received this news at the same time as the waitress delivered the oatmeal Leonard had ordered for him.
Sheldon looked at his meal in disgust, "In what universe do I have oatmeal on Sunday?"
"I thought you said change was good?"
"Not this change! Oh man… I should never leave something so important to amateurs." Sheldon muttered as he begrudgingly ate his breakfast. "Oatmeal on Sunday? What, the did hippy fumes from Haight and Asbury fry your brain, Leonard? We better get out of this libertine bastion before we succumb to the patchouli and start weaving serapes."
After breakfast he stomped off alone toward the shuttle to take him to the train station. He took one last look up to the 5th floor, thinking of Amy sleeping away in the bed they shared.
Normally, he would have loved the solitude of the train, but today, the clickety clack of the rails only served to remind him that he was alone. He wanted Amy next to him again, and to be able to breathe in the cherry scent of her hair. It would now be a long 11 hours before he saw her and after waiting for so long to be with her, he didn't want to spend so many hours apart. Getting his ticket out of his bag he smiled when he saw the copy of the relationship agreement. As he pushed his way through the crowd to the platform, he saw a familiar beloved figure waiting by the train, it was Amy. He couldn't contain his smile.
"Amy! What are you doing here?"
"Relationship agreement section 6, paragraph 3: When either party is traveling to the same location as the other party, the travel will be ..." She didn't get to finish before he pulled her into a quick hug and kissed her cheek.
She smiled and hugged him back, "Did you even read the agreement? I could have put anything in there."
"I trust you, Amy!" Sheldon smiled faded as Amy winked at him with a suspicious grin. He vowed to go over that agreement with a fine toothed comb. "Or should I?"
Amy smirked at him, "Hey… feel free to get a lawyer…"
Sheldon helped her with her bags, and they found the perfect spot on the train to see the coast. They sat on the same side of the table so they could see the track disappear. Amy listened while Sheldon explained all the suspension characteristics of a pre-1980 Pullman-built Superliner Deluxe passenger coach while she listened to the clicky clack of the rails and Sheldon's voice as she leaned her head on his chest.
Amy laughed, "Now I know I love you. Your train talk is almost interesting." Amy looked up to Sheldon, but he had a strange look on his face. It was a mix of surprise, glee and relief.
"You said it…"
Amy smirked at his surprise, "Well, it took me awhile to realize it, but yeah. I do"
"As much I hate discussing emotions…" Sheldon gave her a smile and said quietly, "I didn't know I loved you for a long time, but once I did, I figured out the day it happened."
"Really?" Amy sat up and looked at him with a quizzical stare, "When?"
Sheldon gave Amy a nostalgic smile, as he kissed her cheek and whispered in her ear, "September 26th, 2007, 12:47 PM"
A/N: That's it folks. That was my vision of Shamy getting together if Amy moved into 4B. What do you think so far?
There will be an epilogue to this story in my upcoming story: The Six Sheldon. It is a story about Six different Sheldon from Alternate Universes meeting. One Of the Sheldon, Sheldon Two, will be from this story. I hope you enjoy it.
Please please, tell me what you thought. I know I have a lot of steady loyal reviewers and I love them. However, I also know there are some who read and it never review. I never can thank you, or hear what you think. Please tell me on this last one. I hope you liked it.