Things are starting to heat up this chapter. Let me know your thoughts.

Disclaimer: I still don't have the money or means to buy the Big Bang Theory so it does not belong to me.

"I understand that you have… desires just like everyone else, but I must admit-" Sheldon stopped and she warranted a small glance up from his knees to his face. His body was facing hers, but his eyes were cast at the back of the sofa. "I'm not pleased you are thinking about Zach."

"Not consistently. I found him very attractive… only physically." Amy could tell she was digging herself into a deeper hole. Seriously foot in mouth, Fowler.

Sheldon looked like he wanted to be swallowed by the floor and Amy would not have minded if she were either. A thought finally occurred to her, "Sheldon, do you not think I find you attractive?"

"Don't be silly I know you do, but you wear glasses so I'm not really sure how valid your opinion is."

Sheldon's Sheldony statement did not cut away from the tension. She was not really sure if he believed her or not, but she knew she would not be able to pry it out of him, at least not anytime soon. His ego was a thing of wonder.

"Zach's kind of brain-dead, Sheldon. He's not a threat to you." There was no way Zach would even contemplate her anyway. She was so not her gorgeous blonde friend. She wanted to say it, but she did not want to make this about her and her own insecurities.

"It's the principle."

"I could never think about him again? It really would be that simple."

"And what if we see him? We don't know if Penny will accidentally marry him again anytime soon."

"What do you think- I'll rip my clothes off and have sex with him in front of you."

"Amy!" Sheldon's voice was shrill. "Please. Don't say things like that."

Amy fought back the urge to roll her eyes again. She did not want another lecture from Sheldon.

"I'm not going to ever have sex with Zach."

"I can't know you won't think about him."

"No one could know that, Sheldon. This is just how relationships are."

"Yeah… well that sucks." Sheldon said lamely.

"I know." Amy said. Her voice was soft and soothing. She reached her hand out for Sheldon's. He took it gladly and they stared at each other for a while. She could wish she knew what he was thinking.

"I'm all yours." She whispered, she thought it was pretty smooth if she did say so herself. Sheldon seemed to think so. He smiled and rubbed her knuckles, but before long he appeared disgruntled and grumpy. "But how can I know?"

"Zach wouldn't have sex with me Sheldon. Let's be realistic."

"Why not?"

"Because I'm me." Amy said using her free hand in a motion presenting herself.

"Amy, I'm afraid I don't understand." Sheldon looked completely clueless and innocent and so attractive sitting there on her couch she suddenly felt more self-conscious.

"I just mean-" She said choosing her words carefully. "I'm not his type."

"Oh. Yes, he goes more for the Nebraskan man-hand types. He doesn't like girls with cute hands like yours." Sheldon said raising her hand up and poking each of the knuckles with a smile. Sometimes in these private moments she could not believe how sweet he could be with her. She was glad then he was not like that all the time, she finally realized. It made these moments more special. His obliviousness at times could be infuriating, and other times it was the most endearing quality he had to offer. She would put it above his intellect any day. Despite his ignorance of the situation his statement made her turn to jelly. She muffled the hoo before it had time to escape and ruin the moment.

Amy wondered in this closeness if she should bring it up, tell Sheldon that she knew he wanted to have sex. It was not because she wanted to have sex with him either, it was because she wanted to know why. What changed his mind? He had been so adamant on his position on sex, coitus, as he would say. She needed to be sure it was because he wanted to and not because she wanted to. She knew he found her attractive somehow, but that did not mean he was ready. Despite all her words she wasn't sure yet either.

And then she realized they were still staring.

"Amy-"

"I love you." She interrupted. "That's how you know nothing will ever happen." That had to be enough for him. He smiled at her fondly and brought their clasped hands to his chest. The back of her hand lay flat on his chest. She could feel his heart beat under his skin and her own ached in response. Feeling bold she took his other hand and held it in the same fashion, bringing it to her own chest. She felt his heart jump maddeningly. Sheldon was much more nervous than she was she realized. She understood perhaps her chest was not as innocent as his by most standards, but her intent was. The back of his palm lay between her breasts and she realized this was the most intimate they had ever been.

She was surprised when Sheldon broke the silence, something strange in his eyes. "Amy, I know I've done a lot of this in the last day or so, but don't think this is habit either." As he said it his faced inched closer and closer to her own and she knew for sure he was going to kiss her. When he did it was everything she dreamed of, at least at first. He had kissed her in the morning, but only upon her request and it was scientific in his trials. This was unplanned and unprovoked and it was wonderful. Unfortunately, Sheldon had a death grip on both of their hands and she was starting to wonder if any blood was reaching her fingers. She had wanted to put her arms around his neck and move in closer, but Sheldon's own hand on her chest was keeping her quite literally at arm's length. She let out a whine of protest against his lips and he pulled away.

He seemed startled. "What Amy?"

"Sheldon, what's with you and the death grip?"

"Oh, did I hurt you?" He said worried.

"Nothing to worry about." Amy attempted to comfort him. "I just don't understand."

"I'm sorry. I was nervous." He said quickly.

"It's alright. Can we try again?"

"I suppose so." He said questioningly. They stared at each other.

Amy raised her hands up awkwardly as she had done when they first cuddled. Sheldon did not move. He stared at her with wide terrified eyes. "Why don't you lead?" She told him.

He seemed to relax a bit and inched forward toward her. "I suppose it might be best." He started licking his lips tantalizingly. "If you put my arms around my neck…. That's what they do in all the films."

Amy obliged and realized she felt quite warm, not even from embarrassment though it was surely part of it, but because Sheldon was like a furnace. She liked it.

He put his one hand to the back of her head, cradling it gently and his other arm wrapped itself around her waist. She was sure they looked like a movie poster if it weren't for their awkward nervous faces. She smiled at him reassuringly. Yes letting him lead would give him some control over the situation and that would make him more comfortable.

Then he kissed her.

And kept kissing her.

His arms tightened around her and she felt herself swoon. Amy was getting boiling hot. She felt like a randy teenager. After a few minutes she was certain she would die from just this, but then Sheldon pushed her backward and now she was sure she saw stars as he came tumbling down on top of her. It was the good sort of weight. She felt like electricity was running through her veins and now she could definitely tell Sheldon felt the same way too as he pressed into her thigh.

He stopped kissing her. She did not dare move and would not even if she wanted to. Sheldon was breathing like he had ran marathon.

Yes. They could definitely no longer pretend the last day had not happened even if they tried.

Amy stared up at Sheldon. He pressed his forehead into hers and stared. She wished he would tell her what he was thinking. Finally he smiled.

"Oh Amy. What am I going to do with you?" He buried his head into the crook of her neck and gave her a kiss there. "You smell like peppermint."

It was just her dandruff shampoo, but she would let it be a mystery.

"You still smell like baby powder." She said laughing beneath him.

Her own voice seemed to startle Sheldon back to reality. He tensed above her, but didn't move. She quickly unwound her arms around his neck and placed them on his chest. The moment was spoiled she knew.

Sheldon shot up like a rocket and fell on his ass on the floor. Amy sat up straightening her clothes as dignfied as she could, but her face was on fire. The truth was she did not have any idea of where they went from here. Amy knew he knew she knew what happened between them and that would change things. If she could have feigned ignorance of it she would have, but she could tell Sheldon was more embarrassed than he had ever been during their relationship.

"Amy." Her name was a whisper. "I-"

"Sheldon, that's a natural reaction."

She watched as he collapsed on himself. She was not sure how she could call Leonard or even his mother and tell them she broke Sheldon. There was no way she could explain this situation and come out of it squeaky clean. There would be Leonard's taunts or Mrs. Cooper's lectures and she was in the mood for neither and she doubted very much they would help Sheldon at all. No, she would definately have to deal with this herself.

Sheldon stared at her mortified that she was awknowledging his obvious like for their more recent activity. She watched as he folded his legs up to his chest and collapsed in on himself. This was the exact opposite of what she wanted. This could end up being 10 steps in the wrong direction if she let this continue.

The neuroscientist decided she would try to appeal to the man of science that was Sheldon Cooper.

"Sheldon, as a scientist, you know this is what has to happen if you ever expect us to be able to have sex. We both know you-" Amy considered herself a very professional woman. She was not usually uncomfortable talking about sex. It was a natural process, one which was vital in the advancement of most species, but she found herself struggling not to blush. "It's healthy. It means you are healthy." Amy struggled. She was not really sure what to say to make the poor guy more comfortable. She knew Sheldon would not turn into a sex god in a day. "Sheldon you admitted to me that you masturbated the other day. You must realize this comes as no surprise to me. I am not embarrassed."

Sheldon didn't move. He just sat one the floor staring at his knees. "I'm sorry, Amy. If I made you uncomfortable."

"Sheldon, if anything I'm flattered, not insulted." She knelt beside him. "Don't pull away now." She did not extent her hand to touch him. She knew her closeness alone would be suffocating in this sort of stressful situation. "I feel the same way. You just can't tell with women." Sheldon shifted slightly to look at her through his knees. She felt guilty pressuring him then. Sheldon could be so innocent.

Her resolved faltered as she reached her hand out to place it on his knee. He stared at it momentarily before placing his on top of hers and rubbing underneath her plam with his thumb. She closed her eyes. This alone could drive her crazy. "There is a way to tell." Sheldon suddenly said and her eyes snapped open, confused by what he was talking about. She was distracted as his thumb started making circles on her wrist. "There is a way I can tell." He licked his lips.

"Tell what?"

"Tell that you are turned on."

Amy was silent. He could not be suggesting any of the ways she was thinking of, surely. She watched his eyes flicker down to her skirt. She had never seen him look at her quite this way. She had never been looked at quite that way. She felt lightheaded and the return of localized vascular throbbing as she had stated she felt for Zach two years prior. Suddenly she felt very nervous and shy.

Sheldon was watching her intently for any reaction she could tell.

Hoo.

"Uh.- How would you, how would you plan on doing that?"

Sheldon's eyes flickered to her skirt again. "I can think of a few ways." He muttered. She was not sure if it was more for her or himself.

"Sheldon." She said. His eyes snapped to hers. He pulled on her wrist gently until their faces were barely an inch apart. "Amy." He whispered his response and she felt his breath across her face.

Nothing was happening and the time was ticking away on her clock. They would be exhausted tomorrow. "I'm going to go take a shower." She finally said ruining the moment.

"Oh." Sheldon said snapped out of whatever thoughts he had been having. "Yes. You do that."

Amy took about 10 minutes to get ready for bed. Part of her was too nervous to face Sheldon. His statement was not as ambiguous as he had made it sound. It indicated he wanted to touch her, possibly have sex with her and soon. She was absolutely sure.

When Amy finally came back out Sheldon was already in his pajamas. She had half expected he would be in bed already, but instead he was waiting for her on the sofa. His hands in his lap.

"I thought you would have gone to bed." She finally said.

"So did I." Sheldon replied honestly. "But it occured to me I could kill two birds with one stone tonight." Before Amy could ask what he was talking about, he continued. "I realized I could both feel and see that you felt the same way as me, while forcing thoughts of Zach completely out of your mind at least for the night."

"Sheldon, please stop bringing up Zach. I promise he is not a threat to you."

"All the same. I don't think you would protest to my idea."

"Your idea?" Her legs felt wobbly. "And what is that?"

"I've been doing research online and I believe with at least 95% certainty I can make you achieve org-" He stopped, deciding better on the words he was using. He sat up straight, trying to exude confidence in a matter he surely had none in. "I can make you cum tonight, Amy Farrah Fowler."

So we are getting into unfamiliar territory for me. I'm not certain the detail I'm going to be going into in the next chapter, but whatever it is I'm pretty sure the fiction will earn it's M rating.

I feel Sheldon is getting a little more OOC which is to be expected in any fanfiction where they become intimate I suppose, but guidance is always appreciated.

This chapter is a little shorter than I would have wanted, but I feel like this was a good place to leave you guys hanging... I mean leave off.