"And say what? 'I dread having sex with you now'?"
"You what?"
All three quickly turned to see a shocked Sheldon in his doorway.
"Oh no," she whispered and felt her stomach turn as Sheldon quickly walked back into his apartment.
"Sheldon..." She closed the door before walking over and slowly sitting down beside him where she placed her hand on his knee. "I'm sorry."
He refused to look at her and kept his eyes on her hand that was caressing his knee. "How can you...dread having sex with me? I thought this was what you wanted? Am I awful at it?"
She sighed as she squeezed his knee. "I don't dread having sex with you. That was a poor choice of words. You're not awful. In fact you're very good." She felt her stomach flip in delight at the thought of him taking control every time. "I just- well... after the first five times, which were in a span of only two days, I was starting to get exhausted and.. a little sore."
He gasped as he finally looked at her. "I hurt you?"
She smiled softly as she felt his hand on top of hers and she turned her hand to squeeze his. "I know you didn't mean to. You're just very... well endowed." She grinned when he blushed fiercely and she leaned over to kiss his reddened cheek. "Maybe we should just take a week off from it. Do the fun stuff we used to do before we started having sex."
He turned a bit in his seat to angle himself toward her more. "Can we still kiss?"
She beamed brightly as she nodded. "Of course we can still kiss."
"Good," he nodded. "And I'm sorry for... acting like that the past few days."
"Don't apologize. I like knowing how much you want me." She grinned when he looked away from her, a deep red shade over the tips of his ears.
"If this fight wasn't about us having sex too much, this would be a good time for 'makeup sex'."
Giggling, she leaned in and kissed his lips briefly, keeping her face close to his as she spoke. "I never thought I'd hear either of us say we have too much sex."
"Me either." He pecked her lips. "You've got me holding your hand, kissing you, wanting sex. You're like my exception or something."
She grinned as she felt tears well in her eyes before she took his face in her hands, caressing his cheeks with her thumbs and pulled him close to capture his lips in a deep kiss. She smiled against his lips when she felt him grab her waist and pull her closer.
For the past week, sex had been their sole purpose of entertainment. She was excited to get her original Sheldon back for a bit and not worry about him trying to maul her.
The first two days of no sex was a nice change for Amy. She was able to 'heal' for lack of a better word and no longer felt exhausted. Sheldon's research was going increasingly since he was able to relax and focus it.
The evening after they decided to give their libidos a rest, they agreed that Sheldon would come over to Amy's apartment for a quiet evening alone. There they enjoyed a cup of tea as well as a documentary they had both agreed on before Sheldon left after a passionate kiss by the door that almost ended their recent celibacy until Amy pushed him off her and ushered him out.
The second day, they didn't see each other outside of lunch with the guys at Caltech. Amy rubbed his calf with her foot under their lunch table and he had smiled discreetly at her before sipping his water. Before they returned to their respective places of work, Sheldon pulled Amy around the corner of the hall before grabbing her hips and pulling her close to connect his mouth with hers. Placing her hands on his chest, she accepted the kiss, but pulled away once a Geology Professor turned the corner and nearly spotted them.
"Dirt people," Sheldon had muttered; a glare evident on his face.
The third day was a little more difficult. Falling asleep alone in her bed was one thing, but waking up without Sheldon there holding her body close with their legs tangled around each others was torture. She was starting to ache for him this particular morning and wondered how long she would last.
They had all agreed to go to a movie together that night and Sheldon didn't put up a fight when she took his hand once the movie had started. In fact, he simply caressed her hand with his thumb as his eyes stayed focused on the film. She shivered by the simple gesture of touch of his hand and smiled innocently when Sheldon looked at her. He smiled back and placed a quick peck on her lips before returning his attention to the screen. By the time the credits started rolling, Sheldon's hand was on her leg and his fingers was caressing the inside of her thigh. She knew it was completely innocent, but that didn't stop the throbbing between her legs.
She didn't know how long they were going to withhold from sex, but since it was her idea she knew she couldn't cave first.
"Well, that was a nice dinner," Amy slipped her key into the keyhole of her apartment with Sheldon close behind. She slightly jumped when she felt his arms wrap around her waist and drop a kiss to her shoulder.
"I agree. But then again, I'm great company."
She rolled her eyes with a smile as she pushed open the door and felt his arms fall from around her before he closed the door behind him once inside.
It had been five days since they decided to take a break from their activities and Amy was having a very difficult time with it. She was surprised and a bit frustrated with how easy this seemed to be for Sheldon. He was the one that needed sex all the time. Why was he handling this so well?
She watched as Sheldon took off his suit jacket and hung it on a kitchen chair before he took a seat on her couch. Amy soon followed suit, sitting down beside him.
"What do you want to watch tonight? I brought a couple DVD sets."
She watched him roll up his sleeves before he leaned forward and rummage through his messenger bag.
She couldn't stop herself from staring at his exposed forearms for a little longer than necessary before raising her eyes to his face. "What did you bring?"
"I have season one of Firefly and season two of Being Human." He pulled out both boxsets and set them down on the coffee table, so she could study them.
As she stared at the boxsets in front of her, neither of them said 'an enjoyable evening' but she knew if she wanted to snuggle with her boyfriend, picking a show to watch would have to happen. "How about Being Human."
"I thought you'd pick that." He opened the box and took out the first disc before rising from his seat to place it into the DVD player.
After he walked back down and sat next to her with the remote in his hand, Amy pulled her legs up to the cushion beside her and rested her shoulder against his as he hit PLAY
Halfway through the second episode, Amy was on the verge of 'death by boredom.' Not to mention, the smell of talc coming from Sheldon was making her head (as well as her lady bits) spin. She let her hand glide over his upper thigh and watched as Sheldon turned his head to smile at her. Grinning back widely, she could see the look in his eyes and the way his pupils dilated as he involuntarily licked his bottom lip.
He's going to cave. Thank goodness.
Her heart raced in her chest as he lowered his lips to meet hers and had to silence a groan when it was only a peck.
Oh, this will not do.
She took his tie in her hands and when he looked at her in surprise she pressed her lips to his, nearly devouring his lips once their tongues met and a moan ripped through his throat.
Smirking triumphantly, she leaned back, pulling him by his tie until he quickly pushed himself off her. "We can't."
She quickly sat up, clearly discouraged. "Why? It's fine. Five days was long enough."
"No." He smoothed down his shirt and tie. "I mean, aren't you still in pain?"
"In pain?" She followed his eyes as they lowered to her skirt. "Oh." She tried to waved off his fears. "It's fine, Sheldon. It's really not that bad. Now come here." She tried to grab his shirt but he was too fast and stood as Amy fell to his side of the couch.
She quickly sat up in his spot and watched him run his hand through his hair and she shuddered at those forearms again. She just wanted to touch them, to trace the veins with her fingers and kiss them if he'd actually let her.
"Sheldon, please sit back down."
"No. You'll try to maul me again and I can't let you do that."
"Sheldon, sit." She snapped her finger before pointing to the spot beside her while still glaring at him. He lowered his head, like a puppy being scolded, and slowly sat back down, visibly nervous.
"Now are you trying to tell me that you no longer want to have sex ever again?"
His eyes widened as he lifted his head to meet her gaze. "What? No." He reached over and paused the DVD before wringing his hands together, a look of worry washing over his features. "I've been wanting to have sex since we decided to give it a rest. I can't tell you how many times I've-" He froze and Amy's brows raised, silently asking him to finish his sentence. "Engaged in self abuse..." He didn't miss the wide, twinkling eyes that Amy was displaying. "It's just that... if you're still in pain I couldn't live with myself if I injured you more."
She nodded with a sigh, failing to mask her disappointment in the matter, as she placed her hand on top of his that was on his lap before her eyes widened, an idea popping into her head.
"You know..." Her lips curled into a smile and she let her fingers trail up to grab the waistband of his pants. "If you ever need some relief there's something we can do that would give you pleasure and I don't have to worry about being in pain afterward."
He swallowed hard as he looked down at her hand on the waistband of his pants before meeting her eyes. "Like what?"
The smile tugging at her lips told him he knew exactly what she was talking about.