A/N: Hmm, again a bit longer than I intended, but they didn't want to stop… A huge thank you again to all you kind readers and to my betas Hazelra7 and ShAmy4eva!
Amy's Apt., Glendale, May 28th 2015, 3:24 a.m.
True to his words, Sheldon had taken care of his woman, making her experience the pleasure she had made him feel both last night and during the day. After having satisfied her – and taking quick care of his own problem arising from that – they had fallen asleep exhausted and happy, Sheldon holding Amy in his arms.
Sheldon had been happily spooning his naked girlfriend, but his sleepy haze was penetrated by hearing Amy moaning his name in her sleep and wiggling her body against him, and those grinding motions she was making soon had him wide awake.
He was no stranger to Amy-related dreams, and if Amy was anything like him, she was probably still asleep, but now he noticed that he might not have been completely innocent regarding the origin of her dream as he found his hand was cupping her breast and he had quite a situation going on down there that was poking into her bottom.
Ah, there were her hips undulating again, and his body was already responding, pressing into her while his fingers played with her nipples. He really shouldn't encourage her further, taking advantage of her in her sleep, but it felt too good to stop. This was definitely not worthy of the Southern gentleman he claimed to be.
Would that always be the case from now on that he wouldn't be able to keep his hands off her? They both had to work in the morning, how did normal people manage to sleep at all when they were constantly subject to their endocrine system?
His thoughts were interrupted by Amy yawning and stretching against him. Sheldon instantly stopped all his movements, then tried to retreat his hand as he realized that she was waking up.
However, Amy's hand came up and held his in place on her breast while she pressed her bottom into him again. She had been having such a nice dream and was delighted that part of it was real, so she wasn't going to give it up that easily, especially as Sheldon seemed to be enjoying it just as much as she was right now.
"Mmh, Sheldon, how can you have such a gorgeous body?" She asked sleepily.
"Oh, that was your working-out question from earlier… uhm you know what I think about preparedness," Sheldon stated, absent-mindedly still stroking her breasts again and pressing into her from behind.
"Oh yes," Amy said, both to his words and his actions. Her hoarse sleepy voice had a similar effect on him as was her posterior arching against him and he couldn't suppress a moan anymore.
"Well, what I've been meaning to say," he said with a low voice close to her ear, trying to concentrate on still finding words despite her actions, "I knew it would be just a matter of time… before we'd become intimate, and… I wanted to look nice for you," he confessed and started to nibble her earlobe. "It started with the hackey sack in the basement, then I added some other exercises as well," he explained with his hot breath on her neck.
"Oh Sheldon, that was all for us… uhm, me?" Amy clarified, not trusting her ears yet.
"Mostly. Thales of Miletus already gave the good advice, mens sana in corpore sano..." he trailed off, nuzzling his nose in her hair to inhale her scent while he rolled her hardened nipple between his fingers in the way he had found out earlier that she liked.
"Mmh… A healthy mind in a healthy body," Amy translated between moans. "I thought it was Plato who said that first."
As long as he was still able to form coherent thoughts, Sheldon was eager to share his knowledge. "Well, I agree with Plato that the society is wrong to overvalue athletes, because people like us deserve even greater rewards. Oh good Lord what are you doing to me," he groaned as he felt her hand sneaking into his pajama bottom, running her fingers along his erection.
"Just trying to get a grip of your healthy body," Amy said seductively as she started to pump him very slowly, still lying in front of him with only her hand behind her moving on him.
"Plato pointed out… that the educational ideal… should be a balance… between body and soul," Sheldon said hoarsely, finding it increasingly difficult to concentrate as he wiggled out of his bottoms and slid his own hand down from her breast over her tummy towards her folds, surprised and delighted by the wetness he found there.
"He obviously… was a… wise man," Amy was now experiencing her own problems speaking as his fingers began circling her clit with just the right amount of friction – he had certainly been an excellent student of her body's reactions last night. Then when he also started sucking her neck slightly, she was so caught up in his touch that she completely forgot about moving her own hand on him, though he still managed to generate some friction by pushing against her bottom again.
"Indeed. Also with the practicing… and some basic knowledge about first semester mechanics… I am now able to pin you up against the wall… and have my way with you," Sheldon said between kisses on her neck towards her ear. "And now no more questions, I have to concentrate here," he finished as he nibbled her ear and inserted a finger into her folds while the palm of his hand rubbed on her swollen bud.
"Oh, I know a way to shut me up," Amy sighed out of breath and turned partly around in his arms to kiss him. They were both completely naked now for the first time as their tongues started to play lazily with each other. Amy had her head tilted towards him while Sheldon's upper body was partly hovering over her to have better access to her soft enticing lips. Her shapely posterior was swaying against his erection, and Sheldon had now two fingers working inside her hot wet tunnel as they came up for air again.
His actions reminded him of a question he had earlier that evening. "Mmh… Amy… I've been wondering… uhm, my fingers are not the shortest ones… shouldn't I have felt some form of resistance earlier?" He breathed into her ear and started to suck lightly on the sensitive spot behind it on her neck which made her squirm in his arms and rock against him more forcefully.
Amy tried to explain between moans while he worked his magic on her. "Oh, I've removed my hymen myself… mmh… two years ago… I thought if there was the slightest chance at all for us ever to become intimate… if you'd ever get that curious to want to try it at least once in your lifetime… oh yes just like that," she became more distracted as his lubricated fingers came up to circle her clit again, "I wanted to… mmh… enjoy it without the pain… or you freaking out… mmh… or passing out by the sight of blood… That's when I also started taking the pill… ahh, don't stop," she encouraged him, "Uhm… primarily to regulate my menses… but also to prevent any… mmh… awkward fumbling around with condoms." She was panting heavily by the end of her explanation now.
"Good lord, Amy… talking to me about your preparedness," Sheldon groaned, "Don't you know what that does to me?"
"I'm getting an idea…" she said hoarsely, pressing her bottom close to him again and again.
"Oh, and I can assure you, this certainly won't be a once-in-a-lifetime event," he promised her. "Uhm, so you're basically saying uhm… that all's been taken care of?" He asked haltingly, now playing with her curls and only grazing her swollen bunch of nerves teasingly.
"Mh-hm," she confirmed, her hand moving over his to keep him in place and increase the friction.
Sheldon gently sucked on the spot behind her ear again. "And you've been waiting for two years for me to, uhm, make a move?" He asked in a rough voice, trying to keep it together as he was aching so badly for release now.
"Mh-hmm." It sounded more like a moan than a word.
"A move like this one?" He clarified, suddenly nudging her entry, still spooning her from behind.
"Oh God, yes please," Amy groaned and pushed back onto him. His tip grazed her entry, but as he tried to push further, he slipped out again and they both groaned in frustration. Amy felt slightly embarrassed at how desperate she sounded, but at least she seemed to be on the same page with Sheldon there. She reached down and spread her folds to make it easier for him to find access. This time he slid through her folds, nudging her nub in the process which though very pleasant for Amy, was not exactly what Sheldon had in mind. Only as he grabbed himself did he finally manage to push inside, half way at first and Amy called out "oh no" at the loss as he retreated, but then he pushed again and slid in all the way, both of them moaning in unison at the contact.
Amy felt completely filled by him and it was wonderful, there was nothing weird or awkward about it. Sheldon plunged back into her, then a second and third time, each time deeper and faster. As Amy clenched her walls tightly around him the third time, he groaned as if in agony and stopped his movements.
"Why did you stop? Did I hurt you?" Amy asked concerned, looking back over her shoulder to see him biting his lip.
"No… I never imagined this would feel so good… you're so hot and tight and wet… and if you do that again, this will all be over," he panted, wanting nothing more than to plunge back hard and deep into her, but he knew that would be his undoing, and he had promised himself not to leave her hanging again.
"I have to help you first… 'cause once I've made a mess, I won't be doing this," and with these words he quickly flipped her onto her back, put her legs over his shoulders in one fluid motion and lost no time starting his assault of lapping his tongue on her clit.
The scent of her arousal was now even more intense than the first time he had done this only a few hours ago. He circled her bunch of nerves a few times as he set up a steady rhythm with two fingers sliding in and out of her wetness. Then he decided to try something new and lightly sucked her clit into his mouth while he flicked his tongue against it.
"Oh my God," Amy moaned as her fingers slid through his hair and grabbed the short strands to keep him close. Taking this as a sign that he must have been doing something right, he continued the same motion over and over, with Amy's sweet moans spurring him on.
It didn't take much longer before she started thrashing around violently, and he had problems keeping her still. If his single past experience was any indication, she was getting very close now. He continued a bit more, and then she confirmed his assumption by calling out, "Oh God, Sheldon, just like that… I'm so close…" He loved the fact that she was being so vocal; not only did it help him a lot to assess her body cues, it was simply hot to witness as well.
Sheldon stopped then, and hearing her frustrated groan he quickly crawled up to her and took himself in hand to search for her entry. "Don't worry, I won't leave you hanging… just wanna feel you around me… when you come," he managed to get out hoarsely as he finally found her entry and pushed inside. Amy met him eagerly, spreading her legs wide and then hooking up her ankles behind his bottom until she engulfed him completely.
The sensation of being joined with her again was so overwhelming that he needed a moment to gather his thoughts and to try not to let himself go too quickly. This was not easy as all his attempts at Kolinahr seemed to have failed him recently. After a moment he felt that it was safe enough to start moving again and filled her with long strokes that very soon became faster and more erratic. Amy encouraged him by pushing her heels against his bottom, panting, "Harder, faster… let it go… oh yeah, just like that," but the greatest turn on for her was to watch his face with his darkened eyes boring into hers and the way he was biting his lower lip in concentration, trying to make it last for her.
Then he felt her turn rigid as he still plunged into her, desperately trying to hold on just a little bit longer. Suddenly she clenched her walls forcefully down on him, moaning "Oh yes, yesss… Sheldonnn…" and he couldn't hold it any longer, hearing her raw voice calling his name in ecstasy, twitching and writhing around him as waves of pleasure coursed through her, tossed him over the edge as well.
He pushed inside her hard and fast one last time, his emotions overwhelming him completely as he emptied inside her and cried out, "Amy, oh God… MARRY ME!"
Amy thought she was dreaming as she heard his voice penetrating through her own post-orgasmic haze, but it was so loud and clear that there couldn't be any doubt. "YES!" She cried in response as her walls gripped him tightly again, never wanting to let him go. She remembered her words to Penny so long ago, 'If Sheldon ever proposed to me during sex, my ovaries would grab onto him and never let go.' – 'Oh yes, he's definitely mine now,' she thought, still holding him in a death grip.
Sheldon slowly came down from his endorphin-induced high and only then realized his words. Had he really asked her… no, demanded of her… to marry him? Not only during sex, but while climaxing during their first time together! So that's what it took for him to finally gather the courage to ask her, he thought. Even he knew that that couldn't exactly be defined as romantic… but wait, she had said yes, hadn't she?
"Amy… just to clarify, have you really just agreed to marry me?" He asked, still panting and lying on top of her with Amy's boa constructor hug around him while both their labored breaths slowly returned to normal.
"Yes again, if you need the confirmation… you're mine now," she smiled at him, and then started to look worried as he wasn't smiling back.
"Oh no, you didn't mean it…" She tried to pull away, but Sheldon was still inside her, unwilling to break their connection with his weight pressing down on her.
He stroked her cheek and finally managed a small smile. "Oh, I meant it alright," he hastened to assure her. "I've been yours for a long time now, I won't fight that anymore. I've been meaning to ask you for a while, but it was not planned to happen this way," and he moved his hips against her one last time before slipping out of her and lying next to her, covering them both with the blanket. "This was not exactly the romance you deserved," he finished sheepishly.
"Oh, don't you worry about that," Amy finally smiled again. "I've come to accept and love your way of romance, and I wouldn't want to have it any other way."
They kissed tenderly and were both so worn out that they soon fell asleep – even without Sheldon running to the shower as Amy would have expected – sated and happy to really start their future together.
The next morning, Amy woke up warm and comfy, the smell of baby powder mixed with something typically Sheldon in her nose. When she wanted to snuggle closer to him, she couldn't reach him. Opening her eyes drowsily, she noticed she was alone. She put on a shirt and panties and went looking for him, afraid he might have left. She was relieved to find him in her kitchen preparing breakfast. There were two plates and glasses of orange juice already placed on the counter and napkins elaborately folded next to each plate.
"There you are. Why did you leave?" Amy asked.
"Good morning, Amy," he greeted her with a lopsided smile. "Uhm… since you asked, I woke up… aroused by your presence… again… and I didn't want to bother you, so as I had to shower anyway, I took care of it myself there… then I came here because I didn't trust my body around you."
"But I would have loved to help you!" Amy objected.
"Oh I'm sure of that," he said, his eyes roaming over her naked legs, "But we still have to work from time to time to get a hold of these Nobel prizes… Now come here and sit down, you will love my French toast," he said with a large smile as Amy padded over to sit at the counter.
She was really hungry after their nightly activities and plunged right into it after he had joined her placing the food on both their plates. "Mmh, this is really delicious," she moaned.
Sheldon fidgeted around on his seat, watching her anxiously while he tried to eat himself. Finally he couldn't keep still anymore. "Don't you need to use your napkin?" He blurted out.
"Not at the moment, why?" Amy asked confused, looking down at herself. "I'm sorry, did I make a mess?" She started to brush off some crumbs that weren't there.
'Good idea, why didn't I think of that,' he thought, dipping his finger into the syrup and tipping her nose with it. "There you go," he smiled smugly at her.
"Oh dear, look at this, I really need a napkin now!" Amy tried to play along in her slightly exaggerated fun-with-flags voice when they tried to act for a scene. She was in a very good mood this morning and would happily oblige to his eccentricities if it made him happy. "Oh my, you are really a master at origami," she praised him.
As she reached for the napkin next to her plate and started to unfold the intricate pattern, a ring fell out and she just managed to grab it before it rolled off the counter.
Amy's eyes widened at the beautiful object. It was a golden ring with three diamonds in a row, and the largest one in the middle was sparkling in the refracted light. She decided to play along a bit more because she had always wanted to see his reaction at her Lord of the Ring knowledge. "Oh Sheldon… is this the part where you give me the one ring to rule them all, one ring to find them, one ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them?"
Sheldon licked his lip, "You are such a vixen, you know exactly what it does to me when you talk to me like that," he said in a rough voice while he came up behind her and placed a kiss on her temple.
"Oh, but I'm not finished yet," she smiled, turning round to face him. "You will give me the ring freely! In place of the Dark Lord you will set up a Queen. And I shall not be dark, but beautiful and terrible as the morning and the night! Fair as the sea and the sun and the snow upon the mountain! Dreadful as the storm and the lightning! Stronger than the foundations of the earth. All shall love me and despair!"
Now it was Sheldon's turn to gaze at her with wide eyes. "You… you even used the original citation from the book… Good Lord, I love you so much," he croaked as he bent down to kiss her passionately.
When they finally separated again, he cleaned her nose with the napkin and gave her a lop-sided smile. "Uhm, I think I got carried away again," he admitted. "You wore me out so much, I was too tired to give it to you earlier. You're already my princess with the tiara, and now I wanted you to have this to make you my queen as well." he explained clumsily as he slid the ring onto her finger.
"Sheldon, this is truly beautiful," Amy beamed at him. "Thank you so much. And I promise you that you shall not despair; we will rule together as benign overlords," she winked, making him chuckle.
They still had plenty of time before having to start out for work and Amy drove him to his apartment so that he could get some spare clothes before they headed off together, discussing on the way that they would need to deposit some spare clothing at each other's place in the future and already starting to negotiate about the appropriate space in their respective closets.
A/N: I hope I didn't annoy you with the citations at the end; I just love The Lord of the Rings books. And I'm not comfortable with huge romantic gestures, so that's my take on Sheldon's 'proposal' and the ring… I would love to hear what you think about it. Btw, it's not over yet, I have outlined the rest, there will be three more chapters to come.