"I am so stuffed" John moaned, leaned back on the sofa. He sat next to Amy who just nodded in agreement. Missy was upstairs putting Noah to bed. Meemaw had suggested to drive home so Missy and John wouldn't have had to take the almost sleeping baby to the car. Mary was in the kitchen doing dishes. Even though everyone had offered to help, she had refused and sent them to the living room.

"TV?" George Junior asked, already taking the remote.

The others just nodded in agreement.

It was already dark outside. The light of the old television screen flickered on and George turned off the light. Amy felt cozy. She was seated between John and Sheldon. Someone she really liked and someone she really loved. A smile appeared on her face. She couldn't remember having ever felt so warm and welcome at her own home so this was pretty nice for a change.

While John and George Junior started to argue about what they wanted to watch, Sheldon stayed oddly quiet. Amy was so amused by the debate that she didn't realize at first. The reason for his silence was that his eyes were stuck on his girlfriend. His grandmother was right. She was his everything and there was no way to deny it anymore. Sheldon quickly looked around. The room was dark and John and George were arguing. He caught Amy pretty much off guard, when he slipped his hand under hers and intervened his fingers with hers.

A surprised pair of green eyes turned to him. But he just focused on the TV screen with a smile on his lips.

Insecurely she started caressing his hand with her thumb. John and George were so concentrated on the TV program, that they didn't notice the internal fire that was going on between the couple next to them.

It took a while until they finally had agreed on a show. They all leaned back and it became quiet in the living room. You could hear the far away jingling of plates and pots being washed in the kitchen. Amy took a deep breath and laid her head on Sheldon's shoulder. His grip on her hand got tighter. He enjoyed all the body contact. It was something that he could have never had imagined a few years ago. Every form of interaction had annoyed him, leave alone physical contact. Amy had changed this completely. Sheldon had never understood the expression "hunger for someone" but now he did. He felt it. He couldn't refrain from touching her, even if it were just little contacts like putting his hand on her back when she walked in front of him.

With a smile on his lips, he moved them to her ear. "You're beautiful"

His hot whisper so close to her ear got her all giddy and nervous. She wanted nothing more than just dragging him upstairs now and having her way with him but she knew that it had been a very special situation the other day and that she had to be careful. If she tried to force anything she probably would never get sex again.

So instead of blindly following the lust that slaughtered her loins and brain in that moment, she swallowed and closed her eyes. She took his scent in and tried to be satisfied with what she had right now; her head on his shoulder and his fingers between hers. It wasn't easy to appreciate this even though she wanted something else so badly.

"Would you like to go upstairs?"

His words hit her like a surprise train. She pulled her head back and nodded. As he stood up and pulled her up with him, she felt a nervous tingling in the pit of her stomach.

"Good night everyone" Sheldon announced deadpan.

Amy felt like everyone would saw her blush and laugh at her. But the two guys were way too concentrated on the TV to notice it. They just mumbled their good nights and didn't even look after the couple as they left.

Amy's heart raced as Sheldon calmly opened the door to his bedroom, her hand still in his. He definitely wanted her to spend the night here again. Amy swallowed and tried to keep calm. Maybe sex was not intended. Maybe he just wanted to lay next to her because that was a social convention for couples.

"Do you mind if I take a shower?" Amy quickly asked, before losing her mind completely. A cold shower. Yes, that sounded like something she could really use right now.

"Not at all. Go ahead." He let go of her hand and went over to his wardrobe.

Amy swallowed again and quickly entered the bathroom. She leaned against the closed door and took a deep breath. Okay, time to relax. She couldn't just expect sex every night now. Anything sexual. They hadn't even had real sex yet and God knew if he'd ever be ready for that. He had touched her and she knew it was a big step. But would he let her touch him? That was a whole other level.
Amy undressed and hopped under the shower. The cold water helped her clear her head a little and she got rid of her reddened cheeks. She completely lost track of time but it wasn't a bad thing. Her thoughts got lighter and her body calmed down. After a little eternity she stepped out of the shower and wrapped one of the soft white towels around her body. Mary really knew how to make someone comfortable.

Amy brushed her still wet hair and turned around. Drat. She had forgotten to bring fresh clothes to the bathroom with her. She panted and quietly opened the door, naively hoping she could get past Sheldon without drawing his attention to her. But this plan had already failed as the door stood open. He was lying on his bed in a bathrobe and looked up from a comic book, which immediately became uninteresting as he saw Amy's outfit.

"I forgot to bring my nightgown to the bathroom" She quickly explained herself and tried to head to the door.

But Sheldon sat up quickly. "You won't need it."

She spun around.

"I mean, the window is closed and… and it's warm in here" He stuttered but Amy had already understood that this was not the only reason.

She still didn't dare to do anything yet though. What if he hadn't meant to say this? On the other hand she found it very flattering that she could make him so nervous apparently.

"It's late and… Noah is sleeping, don't wake him up by walking around on the corridor!" The moments the word had left his lips, he heard how clumsy that must have sounded.

"Alright"

He was astonished by her answer and nervously watched as she went around the bed.

It took all of Amy's courage to loosen the towel and let it slide down her body. For a few seconds she stood there completely exposed just to quickly hide under the blanket then.

Sheldon's jaw dropped hardly noticeable. He had no idea if and how his brain would process what he had just seen. He just knew that his body reacted heavily to it.

It would have taken Sheldon every inch of his self-control to not touch her… but he didn't feel like controlling himself.

With one move he slid over to her bedside and pressed his lips on hers. She made an astonished sound but it formed into a moan within seconds.

"You're such a little vixen" Sheldon panted as he let go of her lips again. His hand didn't take long to find Amy's right breast and kneed the heated flesh.

She whimpered and raised her upper body towards his hand. She needed to be touched. Everywhere. Immediately.

"Sheldon" She moaned quietly as he nibbled her earlobe playfully. She had had no idea how skillful he was.

His hands explored her body once again, not missing any inch of her soft skin. As one of his hands finally rested on her upper thigh, she started to get that throbbing feeling again. It wouldn't take much effort anymore to send her over the edge.

"Sheldon, I want to touch you"

She felt how he stopped all of his movements and opened her eyes. He looked insecure and nervous.

"I'm sorry" She immediately mumbled. "Forget it"

He just shook his head. "No. You should try."

Amy bit her lips. Was he serious or would she ruin everything if she touched him now?

She wished she would have been strong enough to refrain from doing it, but she couldn't. She opened his bathrobe and laid her hands on his naked chest. She could feel his heart racing.

Amy softly pushed Sheldon on his back and kissed him. "Try to relax. And stop me if there is anything you can't tolerate."

He nodded and seemed more relaxed by her words.

Slowly and very carefully she let her hands glide down to his belly. She was just as nervous as him but tried to not let it show too much. She really wanted to touch him.

Amy looked at him again and saw that he was both, aroused and terrified. Their lips met again and the young woman finally dared it; she touched him where he had never been touched before.

She almost moaned as her fingers gripped him. He was throbbing. She had never imagined it to be that hard.

Amy leaned her forehead against Sheldon's. "This feels so good"

"Tell me about it" He replied with a thin voice.

She felt him move his pelvis in little thrusts and immediately repeated the rhythm. One of Sheldon's hands grabbed Amy's neck and pulled her into another French kiss. All of the sensations going on inside of him right now were completely new and overwhelming but he still didn't want to stop his girlfriend. On one hand he felt like stopping her and hiding somewhere but the part of him that wanted all of this badly was definitely stronger.

He had learned to not hide from his feelings and needs anymore ever since he had met Amy. And this lesson was more important than anything right now.

"Amy" His voice was throaty and deeper than usual. Without any further explanation he grabbed her hips and pulled her onto him.

Her jaw dropped and her heart rate increased immensely. Yes, she wanted all of this but she had always imagined it a little differently. Her on top for their first time? Wasn't that a little… odd?

She quickly realized that actual coitus hadn't been on his mind though as he started to push her away and pull her back, hands still on her hips.

"Sheldon" She mumbled in surprise, her eyes wide open.

She bent down and kissed him again. His hands got lost in her hair while she continued grinding against him.

As she raised her upper body a little, Sheldon grabbed her breasts, moaning huskily. She increased her rhythm, feeling her own arousal rise and rise. He was so incredibly hard…

"I want you to come" She whispered and looked straight into his blue eyes.

He swallowed hard and raised his pelvis to increase the pressure against her. Amy could hardly take it. She moaned and whimpered, trying to keep her motion steady, but the rhythm became clumsy and hectic.

Only a few seconds after she felt Sheldon throb beneath her, she felt her own release and collapsed over him. Panting heavily, she laid on his chest, listening to his racing heartbeat while the aftershocks of her orgasm tickled her toes.

Sheldon lazily raised a hand and ran his fingers through her messy hair. A big smile formed on his lips as he stared at the ceiling. Yes. It had been messy and under other circumstances he probably would have ran to take a shower now. But everything felt fine. He was alright. He could have been in a puddle of mud right now and would not have gotten up… just for the sake of keeping Amy on his chest and being able to caress her.