Chapter 3
A/N: Things are going to get a bit racier...
It was Thursday evening and Amy had finally sat down to review and sign all of the paperwork. She was busy the past few days finishing things up in her lab at UCLA to prepare for her absence on Friday.
She read through the details of how the procedure would work. It would be two half inch incisions, one for the electrode and the other for impulse generator to activate the current, when needed. This was all done by local anesthesia and seemed very simple and routine. It was another relief but she was still feeling guilty about not telling Sheldon. She quickly pushed that thought out of head and started to sign the documents.
"Knock, Knock, Knock… Amy"
"Knock, Knock, Knock… Amy"
"Knock, Knock, Knock… Amy"
A moment of panic struck Amy and she shoved all the papers under an astronomy book on her coffee table. "Oh darnit, how could I forget date night?" She whispered to herself.
"Hello Sheldon, come in. I am sorry, I am running late. I just need to get changed and freshen up. I'll just be a few minutes. Please make yourself comfortable and there is Yoohoo in the fridge."
"Thank you, Amy. Please hurry up. You know I do not like to be off schedule."
Sheldon grabbed a Yoohoo from the fridge and sat down on the couch. "Amy, what in the world are you doing with an astronomy book." He whispered to himself. He picked it up and started flipping through the pages. A stack of papers flew onto the floor.
Sheldon started to pick up the papers and read through the first page which read:
Two small incisions will be made. An electrode will be implanted in the spine and the impulse generator will be inserted above the buttocks. Local anesthesia will be used.
This page was initialed AFF. Sheldon was curious and his eyes continued scrolling through the documents as he picked them up.
The theory of this experiment will be to achieve female orgasm by implanting an electrode into the subject's spine. You, the test subject, waive all liabilities.
Sheldon read this sentence over and over again. He frantically picked up the rest of the papers, his eyes darting through all the details, and soon grasped the full extent of what she was signing up for. "What is she thinking!?" He thought to himself. He could feel the anger building up in his face.
"Okay, I am ready to go. Penny is off tonight, do you still want to go to the Cheese…" Amy just finished buttoning her cardigan and froze. Sheldon was holding all the papers in his hands.
"Sheldon, what are you doing?!" Amy shrieked.
"Funny, I was about to ask you the same thing."
"Excuse me?!" Amy asked defensively.
"Amy, what on Earth are you thinking? You can't do this. I will not allow it" Sheldon dismissed.
"Why do you care? As a scientist, where is your curiosity? It is no different than when I pleasure myself!" Amy realized the last sentence that came out her mouth. She didn't regret it and she waited for Sheldon's reaction.
Sheldon's eye widened. "I am sorry, I am confused. Pleasure yourself? You mean like when you play your harp or go out drinking with Penny?"
Amy knew she was committed now. "No Sheldon, I mean when I masturbate!"
Sheldon's hand flew to his ears, he closed his eyes tightly, and he hummed the Star War's theme song. Amy rolled her eyes and grabbed his hands from his ears. "What did you want me to call it?" Amy asked drained from arguing.
"Let's go with self-abuse." Sheldon was trying to breathe.
"Okay, fine. Why is it any different than my self-abuse?" Amy asked as if she was talking to a child.
"Well, you are not alone first of all. I don't feel comfortable with Dr. Evans seeing you… in that state of mind. Ahem." He shifted uncomfortably. "Furthermore, I am concerned for your well-being. One slip of the hand and Dr. CrackerJack could paralyze you."
Amy just stared for a second. Her heart was warmed by the fact that he was concerned for her well-being.
Sheldon continued babbling on. "What am I going to do if you are paralyzed?" His thoughts were derailing. "I already have one friend in a wheelchair, I don't need another."
"I am not going to be paralyzed! And who are you talking about? You don't have any friends in a wheelchair!" Amy asked utterly confused.
"Excuse me, I am friends with Stephen Hawking. Amy, really, of all people, I would think you knew me better"
Amy just rolled her eyes choosing not to argue along those lines.
Sheldon didn't stop talking. "I will not allow it and that is final".
"Well, that's too bad because everything is already set to go."
"Cancel it. You are not going through with this" Sheldon demanded.
"Just admit you are jealous" Amy accused.
"Amy, please this is not a time for jokes."
"It wasn't a joke, Dr. Sheldon Lee Cooper is jealous." Amy smirked.
There was a heavy silence in the room for what felt like an eternity. Sheldon was fidgeting and it was even making Amy uncomfortable. Finally the silence broke. "Amy, are you doing this because we do not have a physical relationship?"
"Honestly, yes that is part of the reason." Amy said truthfully. "Sometimes my, ahem, self-abuse, is not enough and I need more. I am willing to wait as long as it takes for you Sheldon, but I need to know that it will happen one day. This will just hold me over for a while."
There was another long silence and Amy could tell Sheldon's thoughts were reeling in his head.
"Amy, you know I've been working on my fears. I promise within a year, we will be able to make love. Is that fair? Now, will you call this whole experiment off?"
Amy sat and thought for a few minutes. A year. It sounded too good to be true.
"I will call it off, but I need a good-faith gesture to know that you are serious." Amy said matter-of-factly.
"You're impossible."
"And you're jealous. Fine, I won't cancel it."
"No, you have to cancel! What is the gesture?" Sheldon asked afraid of her response.
"A kiss…with tongue." Amy couldn't look up. She was afraid of his response.
"Dear Lord Amy, do you know what kind of germs are in your mouth?!"
"Mine?! What about yours!"
"Don't be ridiculous." Sheldon bragged.
"Yes or No? This is the only offer."Amy was pushing, she knew it.
"Amy" Sheldon said in a small, defeated voice. "I can't."
"I knew it! How do you expect to make love in a year if you can't even kiss me?" Amy asked but Sheldon didn't respond. "Well, Dr. Evans will be very happy to know I am not backing out."
Sheldon knew this was it. He had to do it, for her safety. She could not do this experiment. "You can do it, Cooper. It's for her well-being." He thought to himself.
"Okay, I will do it. But, no funny business and make it quick." Sheldon finally said aloud.
"You're such a romantic" Amy laughed.
"Amy, come on. Let's get it over with."
"As you wish, Dr. Cooper"
She scooted closer, moving slowly like she was approaching a dangerous animal. And then it was happening. Her lips were on his. He could feel her breath on him, she smelled of peppermint and hints of lavender. It was intoxicating to him. Then, the panic. He started to panic. He couldn't do this. His brain is screaming to runaway. Just as quickly as the thoughts came, they were replaced by the movement of their lips. They moved rhythmically together in a slow dance. His fears were disappearing one by one and being replaced with a different feeling. What was this feeling? He thought. The next thing Sheldon knew, his hands were on her waist. And then her tongue was grazing his lips, asking for entrance. He opened his mouth and he could taste her. Every sensation felt electrified throughout his entire body. He was grasping her waist tighter and pulling her towards him. The fear of germs were now long gone and this was a new feeling, a good feeling. He wanted her close. As if she was able to read his thoughts, she was pushing him down on the couch. Amy Farrah Fowler was on top of him. He could feel her breasts on his chest. At that moment, he could feel stirring below his waist. It's too much now.
He sat up quickly and nearly pushed Amy to the floor. She can take the hint. She knew she was pushing him beyond his limits. But, she couldn't help but smile. She searched his face for some sort of expression. "Was he going to be mad?" she thought. And then a small smile crept across his face. It was amazing how one facial expression could wash all of her fears away.
"I said no funny business" Sheldon smiled. "You weren't exactly hesitant. But, it will hold me for now. I will email Dr. Evans now and let him know I am not continuing with the experiment."
"Thank you. I have to go now. We've wasted our date night with this mess."
Amy smiled and looked up at Sheldon. "I would say it was a success, Dr. Cooper."
"Please come by tomorrow night. We need to make some adjustments to the relationship agreement." Sheldon said in a very business-like tone.
Amy grinned. She couldn't help it. She won. She knew he was baited now. "Do I get a good night kiss?"
"Amy! I think we just had a goodnight kiss."
Amy looked down sadly. She knew it was a lot to ask after tonight. But, Sheldon noticed her disappointed and thought about how nice their kiss was earlier.
"Fine, no tongue" Sheldon said.
He bends down and their lips are touching. Her scent again, her taste. His hands are stroking her soft hair, then grasping her neck. It is a feral kiss but Amy sticks to the agreement of no tongue. After a minute, he pulls away, reluctantly but the heat between their bodies is undeniable, they can both feel it. They both know they feel it by the way they are staring into each others eyes.
"Good night Amy Farrah Fowler."
"Goodnight loverboy." Amy grinned. Sheldon glared back but then half-smiled. Amy shut the door, smiling from ear to ear, and skipped to her bedroom. She grabbed her phone and started texting Penny and Bernandette.