A/N: Howdy! Sorry for the slight delay and the cliffhanger. No excuse, I was just being an ass! :D Haha I joke…Thank you for all the reviews (wow! Never had this many on one chapter before! ) Glad you all enjoyed it. Smut warning for this chapter! Thanks again for reading and reviewing. Won't take so long to update next time ;) Enjoy, fellow smut lovers!
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Sheldon stared wide-eyed at his wife, who was stood in front of him, posing seductively.
She had on her own version of Star Trek uniform; a blue bra with the Star Trek logo emblazoned on one cup, and a tiny black skirt with long black boots.
Amy had tied her hair back and applied a little makeup to complete the look.
"Captain Cooper, welcome to sick bay. Is there something you need…taken care of?" Amy said in a low, sexy voice.
Sheldon swallowed, still staring, not wanting to avert his eyes.
He automatically walked into the room and shut the door.
"I you'd like to lay on the bed, I'll give you the compulsory examination." Amy continued.
Sheldon nodded and lay down on the bed, poker-straight, still not daring to speak or avert his gaze.
Amy moved to his side, and in one quick movement, she straddled him.
Sheldon could now see up the skirt, and noticed that Amy had on a matching blue lace thong.
He let out a nervous breath, awaiting Amy's next move.
Amy turned on the remote sensor replica, using the wand to 'scan' over Sheldon's body as she had done once before.
After a while, she tutted. "I'm going to need you to remove your pants, Captain." She purred.
She got up to let Sheldon remove his trousers and drop them to the floor.
'Scanning' him again, she asked him to remove his shirts.
At this, Sheldon swallowed. "Um…Amy, I know we have had intercourse many times, but the lights were out and you didn't see my torso. I'm not comfortable showing it off…"
"It's Dr Cooper, Captain. Please use formalities." Amy replied, "And I really do need the shirts off please. Don't be shy; I'm not here to judge."
Sheldon took a breath and removed both of his shirts, folding his arms across his body self-consciously.
"Captain Cooper, you don't need to be ashamed of your body. Honestly. I have seen it before, you know." Amy rolled her eyes.
"Yes, but we were in the dark!" Sheldon replied. "I'm not some muscle man…"
"I don't care about that. And Sheldon, I could still see you…I know what it looks like."
"Very well…" Sheldon uncrossed his arms, but fidgeted with his hands.
Amy decided now was the time to avert his attention so that he didn't feel so self-conscious.
She straddled him again, leaning down over his body.
She began to kiss all the way from his cheek, down his neck, and finally leaving a trail of kisses down his chest and stomach until she reached the band around the top of his underwear.
Just as she peeled them down and lowered herself, Sheldon panicked.
"Amy, stop!"
Amy looked up, startled. "What?"
He shook his head. "I don't want you doing that." He said, quietly.
"Why not? We have had sex plenty of times, this is nothing!" She frowned.
"It's just not…I don't…" Sheldon tried to find the right words. "I feel unhygienic 'down there', and I'm worried that if you use your mouth on it, you will contract something." He said, feeling embarrassed.
"Sheldon, I know you're clean down there." Amy replied, softly. "Nothing will happen, and you haven't been with anyone else, so it's fine."
"Yes…But I use that certain body part for urination as well, and no matter how much I wash, it might never be fully clean." Sheldon flushed bright pink, looking down at the floor.
"Please, let me do this. You'll feel pleasure from it, and nothing bad will happen. I know how clean you are. I promise…I read about how to do this. I can do this, and then you can maybe do something for me." Amy grinned.
Sheldon frowned at her. Amy rolled her eyes and leaned down to whisper in his ear.
His eyes flew wide. "Oh…Amy I can't do that for the same reasons I just gave you about my genital area!"
"I'll wash it in front of you before we do this, if that makes it better and puts your mind at ease?" Amy suggested.
"I'll just use my hands…" Sheldon replied.
"Okay…" Amy nodded, "So, shall we continue?"
As Sheldon nodded in reply, Amy pulled Sheldon's underwear down further, and took his manhood in her mouth, carefully, and began to work her magic.
"I can't reach you from there." Sheldon said.
Amy stopped for a moment. "What do you mean?"
"Hands…" Her husband hinted.
Amy instantly understood, and repositioned herself so that her legs were now facing the headboard, and Sheldon had access to her.
She took him in her mouth again, moving her head up and down, flicking her tongue against him.
Sheldon's hand was up her skirt and had found its way past her underwear, as he rubbed his fingers against her, soon feeling the moistness of her arousal.
He was softly moaning with pleasure, along with Amy, until he couldn't take it anymore.
"Stop!" He called out.
Amy lifted her head up, and Sheldon promptly lifted her on to his lap, inserting himself into her and thrusting hard and fast.
Amy moaned loudly as she came, followed quickly by Sheldon, who felt like he had literally erupted.
As they regulated their breathing, trying to coax themselves out of their post-coital daze, Sheldon closed his eyes.
He had loved that so much, but part of him felt like an animal.
Part of him felt ashamed that he had given in and let Amy actually put his penis in her mouth!
What if he had passed something on to her?
"I need you to wash your mouth out…Please." He announced after a few minutes.
"Very romantic." Amy joked.
"I have medicated mint mouthwash in the bathroom cupboard." He replied. "Please don't take it personally, but I'm worried that I have passed something on to you, seeing as you just had my genitals in your mouth."
Amy grinned. "Okay, I'll do it. But you can't deny that you enjoyed that!"
"No, I can't deny it. The noises and the ejaculation are evidence of that." He smiled in reply.
Amy excused herself, wrapping her robe around her and padding into the bathroom.
She located the mouthwash, and swirled it round her mouth.
Repeating this four times, Amy was satisfied.
As she returned to the bedroom, she felt a twinge of pain in her stomach.
Odd. She thought, frowning to herself.
Sheldon was just pulling his clothes back on when he spotted the look on Amy's face.
"What's wrong? Have I offended you by asking you to use the mouthwash?" He asked. "Because if I have, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it that way…"
"No, it isn't that." Amy shook her head. "I just had a bit of a pain in my stomach. I'll be okay."
Sheldon's head shot up and his eyes were wide.
"Uh oh…I did give you quite a pounding. Is the baby okay?"
Amy giggled at his words, but upon seeing his serious and genuinely worried expression, she stopped herself. "Uh, I think so."
"If you get any more pains, let me know and I'll take you to the hospital." Sheldon answered.
"Um, Sheldon…You don't drive." Amy pointed out.
Sheldon blinked at her. "I'll have to go across the hall and ask Leonard or Penny."
"Okay, but I'm sure it won't come to that." Amy reassured. "It was just a quick twi…OW, OW, OW!" She scrunched up her face in pain.
Sheldon shot to her side, not really sure what to do. "W-What kind of pain is it?"
"I don't know, just a pain." Amy replied, hunched over slightly.
"I had a bad pain like this once; it turned out to be copious amounts of gas in my body from eating too many Brussels sprouts." Sheldon mentioned.
"I don't like Brussels sprouts, so it won't be that." Amy shook her head.
"I meant it could be gas, but…"
"Sheldon! I don't think it's gas."
"Does it keep moving around your stomach?"
"Yes."
"Then I'm sorry to say it is. Would you like to go in the bathroom until it passes?" Sheldon asked.
Amy just nodded.
"If it doesn't go in twenty minutes, then I'll call for Penny and Leonard." Sheldon called as Amy locked herself in the bathroom.
Sheldon was at a loss for what to do.
What if it was the baby?
He couldn't think like that; stomach pains could be caused by many things.
He ran to the bathroom door, and knocked three times.
"Yes Sheldon?"
"I was just wondering if it's possible that you have a tapeworm making its way around your insides, or if you have consumed any Chrysanthemum blossoms?" He called through the door.
"No and no." Amy called back.
"Alright…What about an alien parasite?"
"Shut up Sheldon!"
Sheldon blinked. That was rude.
"Well, if you weren't currently carrying my child, I might suggest that the pain is caused by your menses if that unnecessary snapping was anything to go by!" Sheldon huffed, as he sulkily made his way back into the bedroom.
A few minutes later, Amy let herself into the bedroom.
Sheldon looked up expectantly.
"You were right…" She said.
"About what? The alien? The tapeworm? The Chrysanthemum blossoms?"
"The gas thing…" Amy flushed bright red. "The pain has gone now, if you catch my drift…"
"Oh! Well thank goodness for that. I really was starting to worry that something happened to the baby!" Sheldon sighed with relief.
"Apparently flatulence is also part of pregnancy." Amy made a face. "Great."
Sheldon said nothing, just shrugged.
"Anyway…I washed my mouth out four times with the medicated mouthwash, and brushed my teeth, so you can safely kiss me now." Amy grinned.
"Okay…" Sheldon said bravely, leaning in to kiss his wife lovingly on the lips.
"We should go and eat our cold pizza." He said, realising the time.
"Do you want to re-heat it?" Amy asked. "Just microwave it for a minute. It'll be fine."
Sheldon and Amy wandered into the living room, and as he leaned down to test the heat of the pizza, he shrugged. "Ah, it's fine. Still a little warm. We were only gone for 35 minutes."
He bravely took a slice and ate it. He was surprised that the temperature of the food was still warm after being in the box, and that the flavour remained.
Amy bit into her own slice and used some of the garlic and herb dip.
"I think I've found my first craving!" She smiled. "Pizza with garlic and herb dip."
"I thought I was your first craving?" Sheldon asked, in a mock-sulky tone.
Amy laughed, wiping garlic and herb dip on to Sheldon's nose.
He rewarded her with a withering look. "Very mature." He shook his head, with a smile betraying his serious tone.
He grabbed Amy and tickled her sides, making her drop the pizza back on to the box and roll on to her side on the floor, laughing uncontrollably.
Sheldon rolled on top of her, still tickling her sides, having abandoned his slice of pizza too.
As they finally stopped play-fighting and lay on the floor to catch their breath, Sheldon kissed Amy on the cheek.
"Well that was fun." He sighed, "Come on, let's finish our food. God knows how many germs are on this floor!"
