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Penny sighed happily, snuggling into her comforter.

Clean sheets.

She loved clean sheets.

Clean sheets and bubble baths, music and a lovely glass of wine that she had never had before, but found in her fridge after Sheldon had put the milk and coffee he brought away.

Nice of him to do that, she smiled to herself.

He did things like that occasionally, and neither of them spoke of it.

Her eyes drifted closed...

a few hours later, a key slipped in the lock, and soft footsteps tapped across the floor, pausing at her bedroom door.

*Knock knock knock* Penny.
*knock knock knock* Penny?
*knock knock knock* Penny!

She groaned and opened her eyes. 2AM. "Come in." She called.

The door opened and Sheldon cautiously tipped his head in. "You shouldn't do that you know, I could have been anyone!"

She rolled her eyes, and buried her head in her pillow. "No, Sheldon, I knew it was you."

"How?" He persisted, "It could have been someone imitating me?" He gave her one of those 'you never know' looks.

"Sheldon," she sighed. "I locked the front door, and you're the only one with a key. You're also the only one who knocks nine times."

Sheldon considered this. "Point taken."

"What do you want Sheldon?"

"Are you going to go Junior Rodeo on my ass?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Only if you keep standing at the door." She muttered.

She'd been having a very good dream.. A very good dream indeed.

"Then may I come in?" Sheldon persisted.

"Yup."

"Excellent." He walked in and sat tentatively on the edge of the bed.

She sighed again, "What do you want Sheldon, do you know what time it is?"

"It is 2:05 AM." He replied instantly. "I had a dream."

She opened an eye and looked at him blurrily.

Superman flannel pants.

slippers.

Nothing else.

"Don't you usually wear a shirt to bed?" She asked, thinking actually looked pretty good shirtless.

"Sleeping in a shirt while wearing these pants wrecks havoc on my temperture and other vital statistics." He said sagely.

"Ah. Gotcha." She closed her eye again.

"Penny."

"Sheldon."

"I had a dream Penny." He insisted.

"Yeah, me too, and you woke me up just when.." She paused. "Nevermind. What did you dream about?" She wasn't about to tell him she'd been dreaming of him and his hands and he had just been about to perform an experiment with those hands on her, and she'd really really wanted him to..

"You." He replied intensely. "I was in my office, at the university, and I knew it was a dream, because leonard was only 3 feet tall, and quacked like duck, and you came in, and he left, and you started taking off your clothes." He paused, remembering. "You were wearing your waitress uniform by the way, with pink underwear." He stared at her.

Penny stared back. "And then what?"

"I was busy trying to figure out a problem I've been working on, with my string theory research, and you were in the way, you said you'd fix my problem if I kissed you, and that you'd just used dentist grade mouthwash." He paused again, tilting his head. What the hell was she wearing? That shirt looked vaguely familiar..

Penny rolled over so she could look at him properly. "And then what?"

"I condescended to your demands and I kissed you. It was horrible. Your dream self is not a very good kisser." He shook his head reprovingly. "And you're wearing my shirt!"

Penny frowned. "I thought you said I was naked? And what do you mean I'm not a good kisser? Have you kissed anyone in your life?"

"Yes I have, but not like that." He stated. "I am quite dissapointed. If that is what Howard and Raj have been raving about, then they are even stupider than I thought." He narrowed his eyes. "What are you doing with my shirt?"

"It's not your shirt, it's my shirt, and I found it in the lost and found in the laundry room."

He gasped. "You wore clothing from the lost and found?"

"It was practically new." She defended herself. "And it makes a perfect nightgown." She narrowed her eyes at him.

He glared. "It's mine."

"Whatcha going to do? Rip it off me?" She sassed back.

Sheldon looked like he was seriously considering it, and she found she probably wouldn't mind.

"And for your information." She continued. "I am a great kisser. Did you stop to think that maybe because you've never experienced that kind of kiss, that your subconcious didn't know what it was like and made it boring?"

Sheldon straightened his shoulders. "Why would it do that?"

Penny pursed her lips and shrugged, then sat up so they practically nose to nose. "Would you feel better if I kissed you, and then your subconcious will get it right, and you can sleep happily for the rest of night?"

Sheldon gave her an astonished look. "Penny!"

She laughed and lay back down, pulling her blankets up. "Good night Sheldon."

He didn't move.

After a few moments of silence, she opened her eyes, and found him still staring at her, his face contemplative.

"I really need to solve that problem." He muttered. "The whole of research will be ruined, wasted, if I don't solve it. Your dream self said you could help me.."

"Arn't you worried about the germs? The death or distraction of your brain cells?" She asked slowly, was he really willing to kiss her?

He tilted his head and his fingers twitched, as his lips pursed for a second. "Did you use the mouthwash I left here for you?"

She squinted at him. "Yes."

"I need my brain cells." He mused. "But I read a paper, which said that sex if benefical to athletes, in that it allows them to focus more, I suppose by that reckoning, a simple kiss could be equally benefical to a Physiscist, needing to concentrate."

Penny swallowed. "Are you sure?"

He stared at her again. His dream had been very vivid. And he'd enjoyed it. And truth be told he had grown quite fond of the idea, and was very dissapointed in the dream version.

He straightened his shoulders and took a deep breath. "Yes."

"Oh, ok." Penny bit her lip nervously, and then sat up, moving closer to him, tucking her feet under herself, so that they were on an even level if he bent his head slightly, which she did for him, placing her palms on his temples and gently moving it into the position she wanted.

Her eyes searched his once more, then she focused, and leaned in.

This might be the only time she ever got to kiss him, she might as well do a good job of it, she thought, as her lips touched his.

Tentatively at first, then stronger, as she opened her mouth and drew her tongue across his lower lip, then when his jaw dropped, sliding it into his mouth and along his own tongue as she moved her mouth slowly.

She was just about to pull back, when she realised that he was responding.

His tongue reached into her mouth, as he kissed her back, mimicking her movements exactly, causing her to gasp slightly as her brain sparked.. His hand was clutching her hip, the other was smoothing up her back slowly, and as she tangled her hands in his hair, kissing him furiously now, if she didn't know better, she would have sworn he had done this before..

Sheldon kissed her back, thinking this was much better than in his dream, her theory about his subconcious must have been right, shocking really, and then her hands were at the back of his neck, and he felt like all of the neurons in his brain had lit up like fireworks, and that his hands were on her body and that he had placed them there, and that he liked it..

The hand on her hip slid down slightly, and his pinky finger touched flesh, her thigh, and a soft noise came from his throat, which she responded to, and then they both paused, gasping for breath, their foreheads touching, their eyes staring into one another.

"Your eyes are dilated and your cheeks are flushed" he noted.

"What's that mean?" She whispered.

"You are getting aroused." He whispered back.

She took a deep breath and let it out slowly, trying to get control of herself.

"I am too." He continued. "My pulse has become very rapid." He looked worried.

"So it was a good kiss?" She swallowed, not sure why she was suddenly nervous.

He nodded and stood up abruptly. "I have to you. That was.. Yes." He stammered, heading for the door.

She stared after him silently, then grinned.

"Hell Ya I'm a good kisser." She muttered, laying back down.

Her body hummed, reminding her that so, in fact, was he..