Author's notes: How should I start? Well, I apologize for the long delay in publishing a new chapter. I was suffering from author's block in this story, I knew what I wanted to do but I just couldn't write it. Finally I could start it again, and I've already started chapter 3, so I believe that now it will flow. I received an amazing response for this story when I published it, and I really appreciated it, but I'm so sorry it took that much to continue. Thanks a lot for everyone who followed, reviewed and favorited this story.

I'm changing the rating to M for some action that starts in this chapter. But nothing too heavy.

Let's see how this goes!

I don't own this characters.


Chapter 2

Christmas Day

Amy woke up sensing the sweet smell of baby powder. She felt warmer than usual, and also a comfort she couldn't really explain. She took a deep breath just to feel it again, that characteristic scent of her boyfriend. 'I want to wake up like this every day.' She thought, as the gentle touch of Sheldon's fingers brushed her hair.

"Amy?" She heard him speaking with a hoarse voice, before he cleared his throat. "Are you awake?"

"Yes." She replied softly, feeling his hands sliding down her arm. "Did you sleep well?"

"I did. Sharing a bed with you proved to be surprisingly comfortable."

"Good. Are you hungry? What would you like for breakfast?" She asked, as she turned around to face him.

"I guess it would be fair as you let me sleep here that I make you breakfast."

"Hmmm... I'd love that."

"Alright. But before there's something I'd like to try."

He reached her waist, pulling her closer to him. She wrapped an arm around his chest, resting her head on the crook of his neck.

He kissed her forehead, holding her tighter to him. It was all too easy. All those fears he had of how it would be to share a bed with his girlfriend seemed so silly for him now. He had always been scared of not having room enough for himself. But all he wanted was to keep her close occupying all the 'clear space' around his body.

"Do you know how much I love your scent of baby powder?"

"Only my scent?"

"No, I love everything about you, Sheldon."

He took her chin with his hand, lifting her head, his lips quickly capturing hers. He loved all of it, the comfy embrace, the texture of the light fabric sliding over her skin, the way her toes brushed his leg softly. She seemed so fragile in his arms, and he would do everything to protect her, like a true hero. He felt empowered. He found out how amazing it was to have his chest pressed against hers. And he thought he would never get tired of kissing her. Ever. Adding sleepovers to the relationship agreement would be no problem at all. He would write the amendment as soon as he got home.

He remembered their conversation when they cuddled the night before. She told him it was one of her New Year's resolutions. So her list involved him as well. Should he include her in his own list? He was not sure. He broke the kiss, staring at her eyes. She looked so lovely, her hair a bit disheveled, her cheeks flushed.

"Amy, I was thinking about what we discussed last night. As the parameters were not quite clear, could you tell me which aspects the resolutions should involve?"

"What do you mean?"

"Should they be just about the things I want to achieve? Should I include other people in it?"

"Other people? Like who?" She looked at him, expectantly. Was he thinking about their future together?

He pondered for a while before replying. He wasn't sure he should tell her he wanted to include her just yet."Like... Leonard?"

"Well... If you feel there are things that involve him, yes. You can think of anything you want." She replied a bit hurt.

"Right. And do I need to create a schedule? Deadlines? Are there any limits? Is there a minimum quantity of resolutions that is considered acceptable?"

"Sheldon, you're overthinking it. It can be as detailed as you want. But it's meant to be something used for guidance, not a rigid schedule to follow."

"So, it's something like an introduction to the topic, not the whole topic itself?"

"Yes."

"And I can write down as many as I want?"

"Of course, if you think they're possible to accomplish within a year. Now stop thinking about it and let's have breakfast."


Sheldon made them pancakes, while Amy watched him move around her kitchen. She looked around her apartment, when she saw the bowl of nuts, reminding her of the great moments she shared with her friends last night, but also how things between her and Sheldon got out of control fast. Why had she stopped him? She craved for his touch more than anything, so why was she the one holding back their intimacy? It made no sense.

She was startled by the first pancake Sheldon dropped on the plate in front of her.

"It smells good."

"I have mastered the preparation of pancakes 8 years ago." He said, a smirk on his face as he looked at her.

"Hmmm... So I guess I'll have to ask for pancakes every time you sleep with me." Amy blushed right after she said that, noticing the double meaning in it. "I mean, sharing a bed, as we did last night."

"Ok. But when you stay at my place then it will be your turn to prepare something for me."

"Do you want me to spend the night at your place?"

"Of course, Amy. You invited me to stay last night, it's only fair that I retribute inviting you in another opportunity."

"Oh."

"Unless you don't want to?"

"No, I do! It's just that you said that no girls are allowed in your bedroom."

He dropped another pancake on the plate before he continued.

"That's true. But I think I can change that rule for you."

Sheldon finished the pancakes and they ate breakfast sitting side-by-side by the counter. Amy noticed Sheldon had syrup on the corner of his mouth, and decided to try something.

"Amy! Have you just licked my face?"

"There was syrup in it."

"Thank you, but was kind of unhygienic." He replied, trying to sound angry, but failing terribly at it.

They continued eating quietly, both trying to hide the smile in their faces. When they were about to finish, Amy started talking again.

"So, where would you like to-" And she was startled by Sheldon turning her face and licking her chin.

"What was that?"

"There was syrup on your chin. I was just retributing the favor."

"Oh really?" She discreetly used her fingertip to take a bit of the syrup left on her plate and quickly draw two spots on each of his cheeks and one on the tip of his nose. Giving no time for him to react, she grabbed his face, licking first his nose and then his left cheek. When she moved to the right, his mouth caught hers and they kissed, as he held her waist. She tried to break the kiss and lick the last spot, but he had other plans. He pressed his lips against hers again, standing up, bringing his other hand to her neck, deepening the kiss. She tried to tickle his sides, but he was having none of it. Pulling her against him now in a standing position, he held both of her hands tight, guiding her to the couch, never breaking their kiss.

When they hit the couch, Amy fell in the middle of it and Sheldon followed her, and in no time he was on top of her. He released her hands, using one to support himself and the other to touch her waist. He untied the knot on her robe, making the front part fall to the sides, exposing her nightgown.

She bent a leg to help push herself up and lay her head on the arm of the couch, taking the opportunity to grab his face and lick the last spot of syrup on his right cheek.

"Vixen."

Sheldon pressed his chest against hers, kissing her deeply, while his hands wandered up and down feeling the soft fabric and the warmth of her skin. When he slid his hand down her thigh he felt the hem of her nightgown, noticing her exposed skin. He broke the kiss, looking her in the eye.

"Amy, is it ok if I..."

"Yes, Sheldon, you can touch me."

His hand lowered slowly from her thigh to her knee, the touch on her firm skin making both his and her breath erractic. He repeated the movement three times, his eyes following his own movements, until he got bold enough to attempt to touch her inner thigh. He noticed the region was softer and around four degrees warmer, but it was sufficient to make his heart beat even faster. Amy gulped, she couldn't believe her boyfriend was trying to touch her like that. He closed his eyes, moving his hand a few inches up, stopping before he reached her most intimate area. He was conflicted. Should he go on and let himself experience how it feels to touch his girlfriend's nether region? Was he ready for what he would find? Was Amy ok with that? He definitely should ask her.

"Amy, is it ok if-"

"Yes! Please, Sheldon, touch me! Don't stop now, please!" She pleaded. She tried her best to be strong and allow herself to live that moment. That was it, Sheldon would finally found third base and then soon they would be ready for the last step.

He took a deep breath before he lowered himself to see what he was about to do. With a shaky hand he approached the delicate fabric of her black lacy panties, experimentally touching the area over it. 'Dear Lord, I think I'm gonna faint.' Little drops of sweat appeared on his forehead, but he didn't bother to clean it. He was so concentrated that he didn't notice a teardrop falling from the corner of Amy's eye. She closed her mouth, afraid her heart would escape out of it. He lifted her nightgown a bit more, exposing her navel, kissing the skin right under it. His fingers gently played with the hem fo her nightgown, tickling the skin under it. That was when she felt his reaction to their activities brushing her leg.

"Hoo!"

He knew pretty well the meaning of that sound. He remember when he heard that a few years ago, and to know how much he aroused her he felt emboldered and finish to lift her nightgown, exposing her breasts. But he was not expecting that.

"Dear Lord, woman, are you trying to kill me?" He immediately brought his hand to touch her, feeling her hard nipple under his palm, and he couldn't resist. Soon both of his hands were massaging her soft mounds, his body flushed with hers, and his lips sought hers, in a passionate kiss. Tongues danced together, as she felt his manhood brushing her nether region over her panties. His mouth followed a trail from her mouth to her neck, moving up to catch her earlobe with his teeth, as his hands continued with their job and he grinded his body against hers. Instinct took over and he no longer was in control of his actions.

Amy was also lost in her own desire, her hands wandering under his pajama top, feeling the skin of his back and his stomach, and when she felt his mouth reaching her nipple, she arched her back, pulling his top up, trying to remove it. Sheldon quickly took it out, returning immediately after to his task, his hands now pulling her robe out of her arms and then he finished to remove her nightgown. As their clothes were discarded on the floor, he took the time to see her. Her hair gracefully contrasted with her milky skin, and it was such a lovely sight that Sheldon slowed his actions to look at her eyes.

"Amy, you're so beautiful."

She blushed, smiling at his compliment. "And so are you. I love you."

"I love you too." And he kissed her mouth again, his hands wandering down her body to meet her panties, slowly pulling down the lacy fabric.

Amy lifted her body to help him, and soon she lost the last piece that covered her body. She was completely exposed to him, and he slowly sat up and looked at her.

"Amy, I..." But he had no words to describe what he felt when he saw her body lying on the couch. She looked so vulnerable, she trusted him so much. "Thank you."

"For what?"

"For... everything. For everything you are. You are so..." He never finished that sentence, instead his right hand traced a line from her calf to her thigh. She smiled. She knew what he meant.

"Thank you as well." They stared at each other for a while, until a cool breeze made her shiver.

"Can we move this to the bedroom? I'm cold."

He took her hands in his and lifted her up, bringing her to his lap, kissing her lips and hugging her body close to his. "I could make you feel warm. I know a technique I learned when I was in the North Pole."


To be continued...