Amy stretched. Her leg brushed Sheldon's making her jump a little, then smile, when she remembered how honest he had been last night. She knew he hated admitting weakness, hid behind his intelligence and other peoples ignorance. But last night he asked her to hug him, reached out to her for comfort. Amy was reassured once again that as long as they kept talking to each other everything would be OK. Maybe a little scary, but OK.

As she listened to his steady breathing Amy marvelled at the fact that soon he would be her husband. She turned to face him and smiled at the way his hair had fallen forward. Lifting a hand she gently pushed it off his face. She wondered what he would do if she kissed him. As she contemplated the idea Sheldon opened his eyes.

"Why are you staring at me?" he asked quietly.

"I thought you were asleep." Amy smiled. "I was just thinking how tempted I was to kiss you."

"Oh." Sheldon blinked. "OK."

"OK I can kiss you?" Amy asked a little surprised but not about to turn down the opportunity. Seeing him nod Amy leant forward and brushed her lips against his. A gentle kiss, lips touching softly. As she pulled back Sheldon opened his eyes.

"Good morning." he smiled.

"Good morning. Did you sleep OK?"

"Eventually! That was some conversation wasn't it."

"Yes but look at us, we are still here and things are OK. A year ago that would not have been the case would it."

Sheldon nodded. "No. I guess it is easier now. And it did help, talking about it."

"Yes I think as long as we can tell each other how we feel we will be OK."

Sheldon said "What about if I said I would like to kiss you now?"

"Then I would say what's stopping you?" Amy grinned and thrilled at his willingness for such openess and affection wrapped her arms around him tightly as he pulled her close.

This time the kiss, which started gently, quickly escalated to one filled with passion and longing. Now with her body closer and her arms wrapped around him Sheldon couldn't resist stroking his tongue along the full line of her lips, then sucking her lower lip between his own. As he felt her open her mouth to him he let his hands move gently down her back, rubbing small circles. His touch caused Amy to shiver and shift closer seeking his touch and warmth. Pulling her on top of him Sheldon rolled onto his back so he did not squash Amy. He let his hands rest on her hips but groaned as he felt her rub against his rapidly growing erection. Pulling his mouth away he gasped

"Amy stop."

And Amy immediately stopped moving, carefully climbing off and laying next to Sheldon, onto her back breathing heavily and staring up at the ceiling.

"It happens so fast." Sheldon said quietly. "One minute we are talking and the next minute I am fighting against my body to do what suddenly feels like the most natural thing in the world."

Amy turned her head and saw Sheldon too was lying on his back but with his arm flung across his eyes as if blocking out what had just happened.

"Sheldon it isn't just you. Surely you can tell I feel the same. One kiss from you and all our plans to wait seem very unimportant."

"Amy if this was our wedding night and you were next to me naked I would not last 5 seconds let alone 5 minutes. It is going to be a disaster."

"No it wont. Sheldon it isn't just about one night, one time. We will have forever." Amy turned so she was laying on her side facing Sheldon, "Sheldon kiss me, please." She whispered.

"Amy I cant."

"Sheldon..."

Lowering his arm and seeing her so close watching him Sheldon couldn't resist. As he kissed her he jumped when her hand reached out to touch him. "Amy what are you doing?" He gasped.

"Shhhh, kiss me." she whispered using her free hand to pull his head back down to hers.

The hand on his head holding him too her temporarily focused his attention, and it took a second before he registered her other hand unfastening the cord of his pyjama pants. Squeezing his eyes tight Sheldon tried to ignore the loosening waistband or Amy's fingers stroking the trail of hair from his belly button to the top of the waistband to the pyjamas. When her fingers slipped inside he knew the groan he heard was his own as he felt her finger slip lower.

Kissing her desperately now Sheldon knew he was not going to last long. Amy held his length, exploring gently, until Sheldon in desperation pulled his mouth from her saying "Amy please."

"Show me Sheldon," she whispered and was rewarded by his hand closing over her own, closing her fingers tighter, moving her hand up and down the entire length of him.

"Oh god, … oh god...yes, like that!"

He gasped as Amy squeezed a little tighter, moved a little faster. Watching his face in fascination at the response to her administrations Amy could see the increased redness in his cheeks and shallowness of his breathing and knew he was close. As he swelled then began to pump in her fingers Amy grinned.

"Wow!" she whispered and slowing her hand she leant down to kiss him gently.

"Thank you," she whispered causing him to open his eyes.

"What are you thanking me for? I think it should be the other way around! And I told you you wouldn't do it wrong!"

"Thank you for letting me do that, for trusting me. It felt, you felt, amazing!"

As he moved up to kiss her again Sheldon said "Amy I need to clean up, but will you stay there? Can I do something else we spoke about last night?"

"What something?" Amy asked cautiously.

"Just let me clean up first." Sheldon said, sitting up gingerly, suddenly uncomfortable.

As she waited Amy felt nervous; she thought she knew what Sheldon was going to suggest and she was not sure how she felt about it. When he returned 10 minutes later wrapped only in a towel Amy's eyes widened in surprise.

"My pyjamas were unwearable." he explained seeing her shocked expression. He lay back down next to her and said "also I thought if I was just wearing a towel you may feel a little more comfortable if I suggested maybe me seeing you like this?"

Sheldon was blushing. Amy realised how much it had taken for him to walk out in just that towel.

"Can we get under the covers first?" she asked shyly.

Sheldon nodded, grateful at any suggestion that meant he didn't feel so vulnerable. So pulling the sheet over them both Amy said "Maybe it would have been easier if I did what you did and just had a towel on."

"Would you prefer that?" Sheldon asked

Amy thought for a second before nodding.

"OK." Sheldon waited and Amy slipped out from beneath the sheet and went into the bathroom. Leaning against the sink she took a few deep breathes. She knew she couldn't say no to him. One because she didn't want too, but also because he had trusted her, shown her how to touch him, had listened to her wish. She wanted to show him the same trust. Opening her airing cupboard she pulled out the largest bath-sheet she had. Quickly stripping off her nightclothes she wrapped the towel around herself and was comforted slightly by the fact she was covered from just under her arms to her knees. Opening the door slowly Amy made her way back to the bed. Getting in pulling the sheet over her she smiled shyly at Sheldon who was looking at her cautiously.

"Are you sure you are OK with this?" he asked uncertainty evident in his voice. "I don't want to force you if it doesn't feel right."

"Sheldon I think it will take a long time for it to feel natural but you are not forcing me." Nodding Sheldon smiled and leaning forward kissed her again.

"I like kissing you." he grinned. "I didn't think I would ever want to kiss anyone as much as I want to kiss you."

"Its the endorphins it releases in your brain." Amy explained.

"No, it's because you taste nice." Sheldon stated firmly.

Smiling Amy kissed Sheldon back and smiled when her hands touched bare skin.

"It feels strange," she whispered. "More intimate, how is that possible? After what we just did how does this feel more?"

Amazed at the sensation of her fingers tracing his back, chest and stomach Sheldon said "This feel very one sided! And your towel covers more than your night dresses! Can I undo this?" Sheldon's fingers ran along the top of the towel fiddling but not undoing waiting for her permission.

"OK." Amy said nervously, her hand across her stomach partly to stop the nerves she felt but mainly to ensure the towel fell no further than the arm across her. With the sheet over them both even the towel lowering meant Sheldon didn't see anything, but his fingers and hands wasted no time tracing across the newly exposed flesh, stroking her breasts in ways he knew brought her pleasure before moving across her stomach and round to her back, gentle caresses as much to ease his nerves as her own.

"Can I see?" He whispered looking at her face, gauging her reaction to his request.

"Both of us?" Amy asked wanting to make sure she would not be alone in this venture, and at his nod she nodded back. Then slowly Sheldon lowered the sheet exposing the upper parts of both their bodies to each others eager gaze.

Even though she had seen him as he had walked form the bathroom to the bed, Amy still could not pull her eyes from his chest, taking in every detail before her. His eyes tracing similar patterns across her own body forgotten as she tried to memorise every detail of him before her it was only as she felt Sheldon's fingers trace across her breast her eyes flew to his surprised at the touch. As she looked at his eyes she saw wonder and desire and love there.

"Sheldon," she whispered and he looked at her his fingers still stroking.

"You OK?" He asked again

She nodded. "I love you Sheldon!" she whispered. He smiled. Moving his fingers up to her shoulders he pulled her close. "I love you Amy." he whispered against her lips.

Seeing her before him, touching her, had caused Sheldon to feel the strings of arousal again but he noted it was less urgent this time. As he pulled back from the kiss he looked down at the towels wrapped round both their waists. "More?" Her asked. A little nervous now as he would be fully exposing himself. She looked nervous too though and this somehow helped Sheldon overcome his own fears.

Reaching for his own towel Sheldon untucked it and dropped it over the edge of the bed all the while ensuring the sheet still covered him. As he turned back towards her he saw Amy drop her towel too.

"OK?" Amy asked and at his nod she shyly moved the sheet off them both.

Eyes widening at the sight of him before her Amy knew no book would have prepared her for this. The fact that as her eyes looked him over he seemed to be hardening before her eyes was amazing and she reached out a hand to touch him.

"Amy?" Sheldon questioned as he felt her touch, drawing his eyes to the hand stroking him. He wanted so badly to touch her too and he took her touch as a sign it was OK. Putting his hand back on her stomach he slowly moved it lower, across her hips and down to the small triangle of hair at her centre. She moaned at his touch but her legs parted a little more allowing his fingers to explore lower.

As Amy felt his fingers stroke her growing wetness, his long fingers moving towards her entrance, she gasped.

"Sheldon, I think we should stop."

Sheldon groaned. He knew she was right. Knew exactly what would happen if they didn't but it took all his will power and her hand moving off of him and onto his wrist to make him actually realise she was right.

"How many more days?" Amy questioned desperately.

"Too many!" Was Sheldon's only response. "Far too many!"

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