This is the final chapter! YAY... And because of the ending, I changed the rating to M... FO' A REASON! *winks*

Chapter 23

Khimero gave a laugh as Lady Fowler tried to use her magic against him. She slashed at his eyes, tried to blast him away and even tried teleport away, but nothing she did worked. She backed herself up until her back hit the trunk of a tree and the demon was only inches away and towering over her. That slimy tongue darted out of his mouth as the demon gave a monstrous smile, "You're so cute when you think you stand a chance against me. Goodbye… Amelia…" The demon kissed the witch on the lips and stepped away to stare at the shocked witch. Her shock went into pure terror as a darkness spread from her lips all over her body. Soon she was encased in a blackness and the witch struggled to rip it off her face. Her fight was futile and soon her arms went to her side and the green dome died completely. The black form shivered then fell to the ground in a puddle then smoked and dissipated completely.

Zombies and Soft Kitties fell and melted into green goo and there was once again a cheer across the village, but Penelope knew better. The villagers, centaurs, nerkanines... all of them came towards the center of the forest. All gasped and turned their heads at the dead bodies scattered around the demon. The Khimero just stood there, not moving except his ever twitching snake tail. Penelope found her voice, "Ruuun... RUN! EVERYBODY RUN!"

They didn't react fast enough and the demon smiled wide. A black mist foamed over everything... except Penelope... and she watched as women, children, men, and beast all screamed and grasped at someone to help them... but nothing came as the blackened fog liquified them all leaving Penelope in the wake of tragedy.

She didn't move for a long time... she just stared at the motionless monster. The tears formed and the fear of the man she loved became so strong within her. She took in a deep breath and moved towards him. She didn't even hear the ethereal pleas of a ghost-formed Chrsnyght behind her. She rounded him and bent her head to look as his bowed head with the tears still falling down her face. She stood mere feet from him and she swallowed before whispering, "She… Sheldor… are you still in there? Can you hear me?"

The demon's head lifted and looked into her eyes with blackened out pools and tilted its head. She reached out, against her better judgment, and placed her right palm against his cheek. The creature leaned against her touch and a smile formed on her lips then a very dangerous smile but Penelope was too slow to react.

The demon stood tall and launched his hand into her chest and ripped out her heart while the other arm snaked around her back to keep her close. Her breath hitched as the pain ricocheted throughout her body. She stared at the beating heart in the demon's hands as he laughed with his wormy tongue darting out of his mouth. As she battled with delving into darkness, she reached a weakened hand up, shakily, and placed it on the demon's cheek and spoke with a smile on her face, "I… I love you… I love you so much… Sheldor." She leaned up and caught the lips of a callously shocked demon and when she pulled away, the demon laughed as it echoed in the empty center of the forest.

The demon's laugh died quickly as his left arm, holding the heart, began to betray him. The limb bent backwards and forwards in sharp movement until it calmed and the blackness began to ghost off leaving a human tinted flesh past the forearm. The demon screamed and let the blonde fall to the ground lifelessly as it used its right arm to grab at the newly freed arm. It was too late… Sheldor had full control and as he crushed the beating heart in his grip… a flint of black squirted out of it and the demon's scream seemed to fly further and further away until there was nothing... absolutely nothing.

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Life... Life really never dies. It never stops for a moment, in fact. A Buddhist hymn called Life Never Dies says it best:

Life never dies, although we live.

In midst of change and death,

Only the forms shall pass away.

And not the spirit's breath.

The consciousness can never die.

Although it seems to fade.

It doth but pass to other forms.

Which thoughts and acts have made.

"There is no death" all nature cries.

The rose will reappear.

Its petal will more perfect be.

After the winter drear.

The tiny bird that lifeless falls.

A victim to its prey.

Returns again in higher forms.

Upon its upward way.

Love, much like Life, also never dies... It evolves and adapts like a living thing and hunts us like a predator. It will find us... It will find us no matter what reality we exist in... It. Will. Find. You.

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Sheldon jerks out of the bed screaming, "Danger, DANGER!" His pajama ensemble was drenched in sweat as he panted erratically with pure terror plastered on his face. The transudation trailed down his cheek and down his strained neck to absorb into the drenched pajama jacket as he tried to calm his sporadic thoughts and lungs. His eyes were frantic as they swept around the currently foreign room. It was barely lit by a pale yellow light being emitted from his night light. Still panting, he suddenly had an explosion of terror... a sudden NEED to know. He scissor kicked the comforter off his legs and flings himself off the bed towards his door. He wastes no time yanking the wooden door nearly off the frame.

He moves down the hall and nearly slams his shoulder into Leonard's bedroom door. He frenetically pounds his roommate's door with his open palm and speaks his roommate's name with a high deal of panic:

BAM, BAM, BAM, LEONARD!
BAM, BAM, BAM, LEONARD!
BAM, BAM, BAM, LEONARD!

He didn't wait for a response as he ripped open the door. One hand gripping the doorknob and the other clutching the door frame. Both were strained white from the tightened grip. His chest heaved harder as his breath started to shudder out. His mind was on full blown anxiety as he rushed out of the door, slamming it loudly behind him and he sprinted down the hall towards the living room.

He tumbled upon the floor as he forgot about the small step down at the end of the hallway. He nearly flips over the cream cushioned chair as he finally finds his footing, still in a sprinting momentum. He yanks the front door of 4A with the strength of his untested adrenaline and it rattles the frame, nearly knocking off the Jon Snow's Longclaw sword off the wall with the dart board on the back of the door. The shelf took in the rushed wood and a loud bang ensued.

Sheldon had tunnel vision as he raced across the hall, not even caring that his door was wide open or that he made the loudest noise in his entire life. He barely stopped in time to not run into the front of 4B, but he didn't hesitate the moment he got there. He balled up his fist as his voice boomed and his chest still trying to catch up with is lungs:

BANG, BANG, BANG, PENNY!
He ignored the pain in the side of his hand as he silently pleaded to any unknown force in the world that she was here… that she was alive…
BANG, BANG, BANG, PENNY!
He strained his Vulcan hearing to its max… trying to hear anything… but mostly to hear her heart beating.
BANG, BANG, BANG, PENNY!
Something along the lines of relieved ecstasy rushed over him as he heard her feet pound against the floor in a frenzy.

Penny pulled open the door with her pink robe wide open and just a tight fitted wife-beater and Cornhusker short shorts underneath She had a faint hint of two candles flickering behind her on her kitchen table. Her eyes were unfocused from just getting jarred out of sleep, but were wide with fear as she ran her gaze over the man standing at her door, "Oh God… Sheldon… what happened? Did… did someone get hurt? Did someone die? Oh My God…"

His eyes fell to her bared chest over her heart. No scar… He was still trying to catch his breath as his mind was still blank… didn't calculate the germ ratio… didn't add or subtract or divide by pi… but his body didn't wait for it to catch up, either… In a wave of relief, he careened forward into her doorway and swept her up in an impetuous embrace. This served to not only make the blonde yelp in shock, but also to cause her to become more antsy.

He closed his eyes and took in her every detail. Her warmth radiating, her smell of apples and beeswax, the tickling of her hay colored hair against his forearm, and her stocky but feminine frame… he was so glad she was alive… he nearly cried right then and there. He held her tight… he held her with a childish fear that if he let her go; she'd disappear.

It was Penny who pushed away. She was beginning to pant just as he had before. She searched his gaze with her steel green eyes full of trepidation. He realized that this situation he had caused could be erroneously interoperated. She swallowed deeply and licked at her dry lips as she continued to pant, "Sh… Sheldon… who… what's going on? Who's dead? GOD… please… please… TALK TO ME…"

He watched her eyes water as her brain flung into random conclusions and Sheldon knew she thought it was Leonard who was dead. Ever since her awkward breakup with Leonard, a month ago, she's been an emotional mess. The only people who probably benefitted from the wretched event were Ben and Jerry. Their ice cream sales must have skyrocketed at that time. This was probably the first time he has actually interacted with the blonde in over the last year without it having to deal with Amy and/or Leonard.

Sheldon's OWN break up wasn't as melodramatic… It was swift, clean, and emotionless. Faisal, Amy's Saudi Arabian prince, demanded her hand in marriage or he would invade America and declare war. It was quite overly dramatic, but the look on the man's face over Skype was anything BUT. He looked serious. Knowing that she was betrothed to the prince meant that she was liable to his demands. He and Amy Farrah Fowler severed their Agreement and Amy was on the first plane to Saudi Arabia the next week. He made her an arrangement to Skype every Wednesday morning at 6am. Being that Saudi Arabia was 11 hours ahead of Pasadena, it seemed the most logical choice of time.

He shook out of his head to see the blonde softly sobbing in front of him. He flexed his hands in and out as his brain finally caught up to him, "Penny… please… allow me to assure you that though there is a death in the state of California every 13 minutes, there is no one within our immediate social group that have perished. That I know of, of course."

Penny raised her redden eyes and sniffled. Her face was in full disbelief as it slowly twisted into anger, "Then why in the hell were you banging on my door so late? And that HUG… what the hell was THAT?"

He wanted to explain… to tell her the entirety of his dream, but he just shrugged in a cowardly way. Penny groaned loudly and shoved him in the chest with both her hands. She didn't use all her might, but it still sent Sheldon reeling backwards, "You CRAZY BASTARD! Did you just do this as some stupid ass experiment on emotions or some bullshit like that? Because if you did… so help me God… I will castrate you with my little PINK BIC RAZOR!"

He shook his head and felt his heart rate slow but not so much as to be completely calm, "Penny, Penny, Penny… what would I hope to gain in drawing out emotions you never seem to stop demonstrating? Nothing… so your inquiry is…"

"DAMN IT, SHELDON, SHUT HOLE! JUST. SHUT. UP! God! I can't BELIEVE you! You… you…" She squealed a bout of irritation and went to slam her door.

He slapped his bare palm against the wood and stopped the effort, "Wait… I'm troubled… I need a hot beverage."

Penny shook her head, "Go make it yourself!" She pushed the door again and Sheldon began to fight… began to feel that surging panic… he couldn't express what it was, but… the woman staring him in the eye seemed to read exactly what it was.

Her expression softened an exorbitant amount and her hands relaxed off the door, "It's 1:15 in the morning, Sweetie… I'm not making you tea… but… but I am still here for you… I always am so tell me what the hell got you so… human?"

He closed his eyes and looked away from her. There was a tear between seeing him shoving his hand into her chest and ripping out her chest… or delicately kissing her, feeling her soft skin against his finger tips, and having her gloriously naked and perfectly sculpted body pressed against his. The two images were at war inside his eidetic memory enhanced mind. Even in dreams… he remembers everything.

He swallowed and down casted his eyes, "I had… I had a very detailed dream… it was downright horrific. Everything about it felt so real… felt as if it truly was a verifiable homeland even though the premise was too farfetched to ever be factual."

He leaned against her door frame as she leaned against the edge of her door and her voice cut, "I've had a lot of dreams like that. What… what happened in the dream, Sheldon?" He looked up at her and watched her push her loose, long hair behind her left ear.

He let out a sigh and lifted his right hand a little so he could stare at it a little bit. He swallowed and shut his eyes tightly for a brief moment before looking up at the curious blonde. His voice barely got through as he spoke with a clouded whisper, "I… killed people."

Penny pushed off the door and her eyes went wide, "Who?"

Sheldon took in a deep breath through his nose and it sounded obstructed from mucous, "Amy, Wolowitz, and so many innocent creatures… and you."

He looked up at Penny with his eyes glistening with tears and her breath hitched. Sheldon shook his head and looked back down, "I couldn't… I couldn't stop it… I was inside but I just couldn't stop IT! I was a monster… an animal… a demon. Ohh PENNY… I killed you all like you weren't fit to live! I killed YOU… I ripped your heart right out of your chest and crushed it like a Capri Sun pouch. I crushed it in my hands because that was the only way I could save you… to save ME. I… I killed us BOTH."

She stepped to him and her hands hesitated to touch him, but her voice never wavered, "Whoa… Shhhh… It's ok… It's ok Sweetie… I'm right here. I'm here, see. It was JUST a dream. I'm standing... I'm standing right here."

The tears trickled softly down his cheek as he looked up at her. She smiled as their eyes met just to show that she was just fine. Sheldon licked his lips and swallowed copiously as he had the urge to touch her. His mind didn't scream at him that it was a bad idea it just wanted the proof that she was in fact there. He lifted his right hand and caressed her left cheek.

He rubbed his thumb over the skin and felt a scar. It wasn't very deep, but he never remembered seeing a scar on Penny's cheek. His mind swirled with images of Lady Fowler slicing her cheek to prove that she and he were connected. He dropped his hand off her cheek and lifted it up to HIS left cheek. There it was… the small, almost insignificant scar that was in all shapes and location identical to Penny's… yet… it was the images of Penny and himself wrapped together, bare naked in the Maji ni ya Muda that had his cheeks blaring red.

He noticed Penny back step after his hand was removed and he cleared his throat, "You are right… I was being far too childish… I apologize, Penelo… pe. I… I mean… Penny. I'm sorry… for ruining your REM cycle. I… I shall go. Goodnight PENNY." He didn't give the woman time to react; he marched back over to his wide open door in a rush of preposterous embarrassment.

"Sheldon… wait… WAIT!" She called out and he ignored, but with crazy speed (that reminded him of Penelope in his dream), she was right in front of him and blocking him from going inside his apartment, "I said WAIT… you stubborn Jack Hole!"

"Penny… I have just overreacted to some frivolous dream that had no meaning other than I have no heart and shared it with you. I woke you up in an immature bout of panic and I just want to go back to bed and hide from it all. Goodnight."

Penny didn't budge and it angered Sheldon to no end. He was about to grab her and fling her to the side, but her voice rang out and stopped him cold, "We shared a heart? What… what did that mean?"

He looked at her with a nervous twitch. He couldn't tell her… He didn't want to tell her… but the truth was a hard force to keep on his tongue. He always felt the need to get it off his mind and let it fester upon others rather than himself. He swallowed deeply and took in a few breaths before he muttered, "In my dream… you… you were used as a sex slave to lure men to their deaths. Because of that, you grew to fear intimacy and falling in love… Philophobia. Yet, you had no fear of sex… no fear of touching. It was your prudish nature that kept your hopes up. You used my whole 'virginity' premise to lure me to my demise, but, in the end… it was my stupid emotions that got me caught. I had… I had fallen in love with you… and in that moment… our hearts sought one another out. My heart… became your heart. "

He kept his eyes downward and stared at Penny's perfectly manicured, but manly, toes. He had a fear of looking her in the eye at this point, but he still spoke, "I became a heartless monster… I became shut off from everything and arrogantly powerful to boot… yet, deep inside… I still found myself yearning for you… I wanted to take away all your pain… all your loneliness and grievances… to see that pulchritudinous smile light up your face, again. I wanted to be yours… and in turn… you to be mine, but… my love for you wasn't stronger than my lust for power and knowledge."

He dared to look up and he stood up straight as his eyes went wide. She had tears streaming down her face and she was breathing in and out through her mouth as if she were having trouble breathing. Her hands were gripping the side of her robe as she stared into his eyes. He doesn't quite understand her reaction and he speaks, "Penny… are you alright…"

"Did you mean that? Did you mean any of THAT or was it just for the DREAM?" She stepped forward a few steps only leaving a hand's length from one another and Sheldon was struck dumbfounded by the questions. He opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out but Penny's voice was strong and seemingly desperate for something, "TELL ME, Sheldon!"

He couldn't breathe… he couldn't think… he couldn't stop staring into her eyes. Her eyes that looked so sad but full of pride. They were drawing him into her web of emotional malarkey. He just told her that it was a dream, but much like women with dramatic tendencies do… she overreacted. He was in no way shape or form attracted to Penny that way, "Penny, it was a DREAM… just a succession of images, ideas, emotions, and sensations that occur involuntarily in the mind during the rapid-eye movement stage of sleep. Nothing more."

Penny let out a sigh of air and shook her head prominently, "Dreams are a magic mirror of ourselves, Sheldon. They reflect what's happening on the surface of our lives and the shrewd insights we have into other people. Dreams allow you to gain a clearer view of who you are and your true desires…"

He watched the passion in her eyes as she spoke. Her hands flying all over the place as she babbled on and on about dream logic. His memory placed a very ill-gotten trick on his mind… her tongue against his closed lips. It made him purse his lips at the thought, but now… he was staring at her mouth. It was then that he noticed that she was done speaking and, by the look on her face, she had asked him a question. He cleared his throat and shook his head, "Penny… I… I have regretted this venture. I have gotten your petty emotions all stirred up and all because of some illogical dream. Please… just… just return to your abode so I may do the same."

"Tell me… tell me you don't want me. Look me in the eye and tell me that you don't have some sort of attraction to me without flinching and I'll go into my apartment and never bother you again…"

Sheldon's heart skipped a beat. His eyes saw desperation seeping out of the woman. Was she THAT desperate? No… Nooo… His mind calmed down and took every last inch of her body language. She wasn't desperate… she was eager. Did… did she feel something for him? He tilted his head and found the need to know, "I will do so if you can tell me that YOU don't have feelings for me."

Her reaction clarified his inquiry. Her eyes went straight down to the ground and he smiled. He thought he smiled for victory, but it turned out… as he moved forward and brushed a lock of loose hair behind her ear… that it was, in fact, a smile of relief and satisfaction. He… he gave in.

Her eyes shot up and mingled with his gaze as his finger lingered down her neck after the initial touch. He gave her the briefest smile before licking his lips and barely whispering, "Penny… I…"

She had him in her arms and kissing him soundly within half a heartbeat. It was cut short by Sheldon pushing her to the side. She almost screamed his name as he walked into his doorway, but suppressed it as he grabbed the doorknob and closed it. He gave a sloppy, sideways smile as he turned back around, "That was bothering me… I apologize."

She gave him a smile before it melted into a look that he'd never seen before. It looked like… she wanted to hunt him and drag his carcass back to her apartment… he was mostly right. She grabbed the front of his jacket and dragged him into 4B. He was actually afraid of fighting back, so he followed with inaudible defeat. He was rewarded with a push against the closed front door and a very sensual kiss. He pressed himself off the door and into her. He had the overwhelming urge to take over… he didn't like being the submissive one. Their lips moved frictionless against one another. A hint of toothpaste and some unknown taste that he would label 'Penny's Flavor' sent his hands sliding down her side and gripping the swell of her ass just to press her body closer. It earned him a vibrating moan within the kiss.

Penny used her upper body strength to wrap her arms around his neck and lift herself just as she slipped her tongue into the physicist's mouth. The leverage she used allowed her tongue to throw the first blow in the oral fencing match. She was given a pleasant surprise as Sheldon's hands scooped the bottom of her ass and quads to lift her a bit higher. The action caused her sex's mound to rub against his ever growing erection. That seemed to have been his kryptonite… he released her and shuddered slightly as he pulled his lips away.

They both panted, madly. He couldn't look at her just then. He… he couldn't believe how intense just BRUSHING UP against her was… he couldn't imagine how it would feel full on. That's what was making his heart skip beats. When he finally looked up at her; he licked his lips and spoke timidly, "The… the only thing I regret in my dream… was never getting to know everything about you… your every inch. I regret never having you in my arms and… and never getting a chance to make love to you."

She stepped back and took off her robe and draped it across the back of the couch. Her face was breathtaking. It wasn't laced with desire or hunger… instead… it was veiled in devotion... friendship… fervency… and she smiled. She approached him and unbuttoned his jacket as she distracted him with her sexy whisper, "Well, I'm no dream… I'm right here, Sheldon. So… study me." She looked up into his eyes and gave a flirtatious smile as she bit at her bottom lip and slipped his pajama jacket right off his shoulders and hummed, "Study me all… night… Doctor."

That was enough… it was enough to stroke the man's ego AND his scientific curiosity. He didn't even care when his pajama jacket hit the floor because his arms were full of Penny. He used his never-stopping memory to lead him to Penny's Chinese lantern lit bedroom as his lips took inventory on her neck. He used his long leg to gently push the glass door of her bedroom half-way closed. He found her bed and dropped her down to where her bottom bounced on the mattress and he soon filled into the space between her legs. His erection pushed through the thin, weak fabric of his plaid, flannel pajama bottoms and it once again made quick friends with Penny's sexual core.

The friction caused Penny's fingers to grip at Sheldon's white undershirt and pulls it down as her body arched. The moan that escaped from her lips made a quake hit him all the way down his body. He moved his arms to either side and pushed himself up and earned him a look. He almost smiled at the fearful look in the blonde's eyes. He reached down and pulled the white shirt over his head. He felt unsure of himself the moment he had to put the shirt down. He closed his eyes very tightly and looked like he was about to gag as he tossed on the floor.

Penny gave a light chuckle and leaned up to run her hand against his pecks. She placed small, butterfly kisses on his sternum as his hands fell lifeless at his side. He gasped and fought the urge to grab her hands as her hand groped the front of his pants. Their eyes were glued to one another as his breathing picked back up and her hands moved back up to untie the pajama strings. He felt bold and slid back off the bed and stood. He hooked his fingers into the waistband and pulled them down. He failed to notice Penny stripping off her wife-beater then laying on her back and slipping out of her tight Cornhusker shorts. When he stepped out of his pants he looked up to find the blonde completely naked and on her knees in the middle of the bed with her hands pulling her hair back as she nibbled on the side of her lip. His jaw went slack and he nearly came right then and there.

She took him all. His legs were so scrawny and pale with a touch of darkened hair lining all the way up the creamy skin. She only got a peak at the half erect sex shaft before his gorgeously long fingered hands swooped to cover it. She looked up at his face and saw just how completely nervous he was. She had waited too long… she had made him feel exposed and unsure.

Penny swallowed and slid to the edge of the bed and balanced on her knees as she grabbed his hands and pulled him to her. With his hands still in her grip, she maneuvered them to grasp her ass then she wrapped her arms around his tense neck and kissed him slow and deep. With a slight squeeze of her cheeks, she smiled and knew he was back on track. She did not, however, expect him to back up with her still in his arms.

He pulled her off the edge of the bed, with his lips still firmly attached to hers, until her legs straightened out. Penny broke the kiss to stare at him strangely, but his head was down and his lips were on her neck as his one of his hands moved her hair to the side as the other rested on her hip. She was momentarily entranced by the almost strategized kisses. Her hands slid down his chest, over the small strip of dark hair above his bellybutton, and kneaded at the smooth flesh upon his hips. She took in her bottom lip and bit down as she contemplated this next part…

She pushed herself into Sheldon as he kissed her and made him break off her neck. He looked down in utter confusion, but Penny took action. She leaned into his chest and took his nipple into her mouth. It earned her tight grip on her shoulder and a very quiet gasp. She didn't linger long as she took the other in her mouth and nibbled on it softly. She pulled off that and began to kiss down his pale, flat abdomen.

He let out a strange noise as he realized where she was headed and he panicked a little, "Pp… PENNY… Nn… No… I would not allow you to do something so vulgar…"

Penny grabbed around his legs before he tried to move away and she smiled up at him, "It's ok… I want to…" She kissed the flesh just above the shaft of his penis and she looked back up at him as she licked her lips, "For you… I want to."

He let out huffs of exhales as he stared into her eyes. He was utterly mesmerized by her beauty and her craving to please him. He relaxed but never took his eyes off her… even when she scooped her hand to where her palm pushed against the front side of his testicles and her fingers brushed against his thighs delicately. She had the organ in between her thumb and index as her palm and the rest of her fingers joined together to sensually tug and push the flexible flesh of the shaft. The sensation nearly knocked Sheldon off his feet as he stumbled backwards, but Penny used her free hand to balance him. He threw his long arm off to the side and rested on the pale blue wall as his body shuddered at the ministrations of Penny's hand.

She could hear his erratic breathing and she knew this wasn't going to last very long by the way his body was tightening. She loved this… she had full control over a man that owned a spot in every one's household. He was exposed and raw and making noises that made her body lubricate itself. In that moment… he… he belonged to her. She wanted to see his eyes roll in the back of his head as he clawed, and grasped, and clenched at anything while she took him to the very edge. GOD… she wanted him… she wanted him… and that was all.

His penis began to curve slightly as she had him fully erect and his hips were beginning to rock. She wetted her mouth with a smile and slid the glans into her mouth and dragged it against her tongue. That earned her the most erotic grunt with her name moaned after it she had ever heard. She took in his 6 inch member as deep as she could and as she sucked the length of it back out… she was shocked at the smooth, shaky hands sliding over her shoulder and behind her neck and ponytailing her hair in his long fingered hands away from her face. She bobbed her head on the head of his penis while suckling lavishly wanting to hear him losing control.

She tasted the sweet fluids that seemed to drip from him as he was nearing his finale. She pulled him out of her mouth and looked up at his face. He was bent over, eyes closed in pure ecstasy as he still had her hair gripped in his hands. She jerked him quick and rough for a few more moments and she finally got to see him losing control… he pushed her away and he came hard and a whole lot more than she was expecting him to. She got up and found a dirty towel on the floor near her bed and handed it to him.

He wiped himself clean and didn't even complain about the dirtiness of the towel… she mused it had something to do with her magic touch. She half expected the 'romance' of the moment to be quite done with a proud but disappointed face. She pleased the hardest man to please… she was proud of herself. She sighed and was about to reach for her shirt when Sheldon spun her around into his arms still naked and already half erect again. She gasped as one of his hands lifted her hair off her neck and kissed at it hungrily while the other slid down her body and gripping the back of her leg. He pressed her body back and her legs hit the bed. One arm constricted around her as the other caught their momentum as they plummeted to the mattress, gracefully.

She was underneath him but he didn't crush her. He had shifted his weight to where all the pressure was at their apexes. His kisses were timid and trembling but she believed that was still from recovering from his orgasm. He was so inexperienced, but Penny just took in everything… his clean scent… his bold curiosity… his eagerness to please... and her favorite… his deadly sexually accurate touch.

"Oh Yes… Yes, Yes, Yes… Yes Sheldon… GOD!" Penny hummed and moaned and squirmed as he bends his body to where he could take in one of her pliable nipples into his mouth AND allow his glans to rub at her wet entrance and use the friction to spread her wetness up and down so licentiously.

She grabbed at him, but his leverage allowed him to stay in full control. If she weren't so damn turned on, she might have had to slap him when she felt him smiling through his ministrations. He pulled his lips off her breast and moved to stretch his body over hers. His arms were now straight and buried within the pillows just in front of her headboard on either side of her head as he used them to prop himself up and hover over her. The low glow of her Chinese lanterns made half his face readable and the other half hidden in shadow, but that one blue eye she could see was connected with her gaze. She was puddy underneath his heated body and his ice cold, analytical eyes. His face was calm and formed into carnal intoxication and she just HAD to taste him… to feel him… to breathe him in.

She reached up and ran her finger across his lip and he closed his eyes as if reeling in the feeling. He bent down his shoulders as his eyes slowly opened and they kissed. Tongues that acted well-behaved as their lips melded sensuously. She couldn't take it anymore… she broke the kiss and whimpered a plea against the man's lips, "Ooo… Sheldon… GOD… Please… Oooo… PLEEEASE…"

He didn't make a joke… didn't act dumb to her demand… didn't pause to do calculations or wonder how many STD's he was going to catch or wonder how many men she had said that to in her life… he just slid his ever hardening member slowly into the well lubricated vaginal opening. When he had filled the tightened pathway as far as his penis would go… the two of them quivered and gasped at the intensity of the union.

Sheldon was braced on his straightened out arms on either side of her head and dared not to move. His brain cataloged every last pulsing throb against her vaginal wall as he slowly pulled out of her and in to her just as slowly… every last drop of sweat that ticked off of him to splash against her gorgeously tanned skin as he picked up his speed… every last expansion of lungs to take in air that seemed so hard to come by as he bent down to nip at the flesh of her neck… every last grunt and moan and whimper that HIS woman below him would sacrifice to please him as the flesh on their legs slapped together in the primal noise of coitus… every last feel of her fingers desperately trying to retain this reality by clawing at his sides and wrapping her legs around his hips trying to get him closer and deeper… and even every last fiber of pillow underneath his tightened hands as she pressed herself deep into the mattress. She caresses his plump, muscular ass cheeks as they flexed and pushed his cock as deep as it would go. Her nails digging into the dimpled dampened flesh as her body mutely screamed from the torturous pleasure that was singeing her sexual nerve-endings and finally made her body go rigid as she bellowed his name and orgasmed all around him.

He had never loved his accursed eidetic memory more than he did right now… now, as he looked down at her… having consumed her… penetrated her… owned her… making sure she'd always remember… that she… that she was HIS. He felt a surge of passion and a need to taste her as the back of her head arched her upper body upwards. He bent down at kissed her suprasternal notch of her neck hungrily as he pumped a few more times before his orgasm hit again. He growled and moaned against her skin and he felt her fingers gripping at his hair in an attempt to appease HIS culmination that was within her.

He kissed sloppily and exhaustedly at the skin of her collar bone as he pulled out of her. Both hissing and twitching at the feeling. He delved back down to her side but crossed over her limp body to kiss at her neck while his fingers traced down her side and rested underneath her bellybutton. He reveled in the fact that he didn't find the 'infertility seal' on her belly from the dream as she panted at his ear. He heard her give a few weary moans as she leaned up to him and placed a single kiss right below his ear.

"I love you…"

The pure silk of her voice caught him by surprise. He leaned back across and stared into her shaded olive eyes with uncertainty within his own eyes. He knew from many years of having to sit through the horrid chit chat about her and Leonard's past that she had a very big problem saying those three words out loud… he swallowed, "You… you… love me? Are you certain? In many cases some people tend to babble or say things because of a buildup of high doses of oxytocin in the brain fuddling up their thoughts. This could just be your emotional state after intercourse… I believe…"

"SHELDON... I won't say it again."

He stops and looks into her eyes to see that she was sincere and resolved. There wasn't a hint of regret anywhere on her face and he swallowed. He didn't even think about it… he didn't have to… he felt a huge electrostatic charge between their gaze and kept her eyes as spoke, "I… I am in love with you, as well." Their sweaty bodies clung together as she smiled and wrapped her arms around his head as she took him into a romantic kiss and he pulled her on top of him as her golden hair curtained around his head.

Chrsnyght smokes into form hovering slightly off the floor just outside Penny's bedroom door. Her horse hooves touch down on the wooden floor with silent grace and her long tail sways in the dark. She looks at the small opening of the bedroom door and she reaches over and closes it. She gives a big grin as she hears the second round of sex had been initiated and she looks at us with those blackened eyes with white pupils, "A great man once said… "I will greet this day with love in my heart. For this is the greatest secret of success in all ventures…"

Sheldon and Penny's hands intermingled in mid air as they kissed. They pressed their bare torsos against one another as Penny teased with her kisses. A Hello Kitty doll sat upon her dresser face down with an arrow sticking out of her butt cheek.

"Muscles can split a shield and even destroy life itself but only the unseen power of love can open the hearts of man."

Leonard sat alone at a bar with a glass of amber liquor. He rubbed his thumb over the logo of the bar… a black wolf's head snarling in a shield with 'Wolf's Head Pub' underneath the logo. He brought the glass back to the dark-stained wooden bar and he let out a big sigh from his blown out cheeks. Suddenly, a woman covered his eyes from behind and he reached up to grab them with a big smile on his face. He pulled the arms around his neck as Alex Jensen took him into a big hug. Leonard swirled in his barstool and they both shared a passionate kiss and shared the whole night with one another.

"And until I master this act I will remain no more than a peddler in the marketplace."

Raj sat on his couch with his laptop in his lap. He was laughing with his eyes closed and his head lolled back before he leaned over and placed the laptop on his table right beside his statue of Vishnu riding a Garuda. He smiled at the bright screen in his pitch black apartment and was in deep conversation with Priya on Skype. Through all the loneliness of his life, Raj knew… no matter what… he would always have his family.

"I will make love my greatest weapon and none on who I call can defend upon its force."

Howard stirred out of his sleep in a sweaty panic as he looked around his darkened room with shifty eyes. His eyes flew over the crossbow, picture of a spinosaurus roaring at a tyrannosaurus rex, and blue lava lamp with a dragon's head sticking up from the tip with its mouth wide open. He was instantly wrapped into the embrace of Bernadette who kissed as his cheek and neck to calm him down. He took her hand into his and let out a happy sigh as he tilted his head against hers and kissed at her forehead. As his breathing regained normality, they both fell back asleep... gently holding onto one another.

"... my love will melt all hearts liken to the sun whose rays soften the coldest day."

Amy stares outside a window at the nothingness of desert and tents. She wore an elegant beaded Makkah Abaya with intricate patterns upon the edges of the hood. The fabric was dark blue wand the patterns had splashes of purple, red, and green. The lenses of her glasses almost glowed like the powerful sun that was refracting from outside. She looked down at the old porcelain doll that sat with its back to the corner of the window. She pushed her glasses back on her nose and picked up the baby doll up to her face. Its face was shattered from the nose down. Frowning, she placed the doll back as a couple of women approached with their faces completely covered. They touched her shoulder and she smiled up at them as they each took one of her hands in theirs then pulled her to the center of the harem and coaxed her to dance with the many other women. She was twirled by many other women and soon; her face twisted in a smile and she danced, happily.

"Love… love cannot be contained. It is an untamed force. When we try to control it, it destroys us. When we try to imprison it, it enslaves us. When we try to understand it, it leaves us feeling lost and confused… like a demon. Love will always find you… You are never alone. Two hearts… two souls… they will always find each other. Through all dimensions… dreamscapes… and even in death. It forges an unbreakable bond that only grows stronger in time. Until two people… two friends… two paradoxes… finally find one another… and when they finally collide… the world is blinded by their resplendent big bang."

Penny looks towards the pale light of the Chinese lanterns and reaches her towards the muffled light. She moves its shadow against it as she wiggles her fingers. Sheldon's long fingers stroke up the smooth skin of her arm and tangle his fingers with hers. His naked form presses against her back under the comforter and he nuzzles her neck. She bites down on her lip as she spins in his grip as her hand almost mimicked her body. Sheldon pulled her hand to his lips and began to kiss at her wrist. His lips went further up her arm until their lips lead to a very luscious tongue kiss and the two find themselves in yet another throe of passion. His blue aura and her green aura spark and clash in a harmonious wave of euphoria. Their palms pressed together as their fingers thread through and neatly tuck into one another... every single part of their bodies seem to merge... making them one... together... as they were meant to be.