A/N: A continuation of a scene in 7.17 "The Friendship Turbulence." Rated M for Mature.
She feels guilty.
Well, not yet.
She will. Soon. After.
She needs this: his arms around her, chest hairs agitating her nipples, cock pushing between the softness of her thighs.
"So beautiful," he whispers softly into her ear, his hand tender as he pushes the hair back. She shivers in reflexive desire, cunt clenching around his intrusion.
More, oh God please, more.
Her brain shuts off as desire crests, shatters her open, and leaves her trembly in its wake.
Tomorrow she will feel guilty and horrible and confess.
Tonight she will enjoy human contact, the biological urges driving her into a mating frenzy.
Tonight she will take Raj again and again until she wrings him dry.
He feels terrible.
No, no, that's a lie.
He feels wonderful. Euphoric. Sated.
He needs this: her fingernails digging into his skin, her hard nipples brushing against him, cunt wet and welcoming.
"So beautiful," he whispers into her ear, a welling tenderness demands he touch her softly, delicately, like a bee sips from a flower's heart.
He thrusts.
Pushes.
Demands.
His balls contract as white hot pleasure shoots down his spine into his cock, filling her.
Tomorrow he will wake, get ready, and go to work as always.
Tonight he will enjoy the softness of a female around him.
Tonight he will fuck and fuck and fuck Amy until he is wrung dry.
A/N: My friend challenged me to write smut because I have a difficult time writing it - I enjoy reading it, but for whatever reason have a mental block for my own characters so I'm trying to push outside of my comfort zone. I originally tried to do one with Penny and Sheldon, but it just didn't work out (as evidenced by the prior one-shot), but this one was inspired by a conversation between Raj and Amy as they walked down the street. Instead of fade to black, in my head they ended up at Amy's apartment doing the nasty.