Sorry for the wait! I have no excuse other than my laziness.
The gang tried to keep their eyes off the nerdy couple that had obviously just engaged in coitus in the other room, but it was increasingly difficult. This was Sheldon and Amy, after all. They expected this with Leonard and Penny. Maybe even Howard and Bernadette. But Sheldon and Amy? It wasn't something they wanted to picture.
The girls had offered to clean up and Penny and Bernadette couldn't help smirking at each other as Amy loaded the mugs from their tea and plates from their pizza into the dishwasher. The guys were busy playing Call of Duty.
"Okay, Amy. Out with it," Penny hissed as she placed her hands behind her on the counter.
"What?" She was surprisingly oblivious.
"You two had sex in his room."
"Penny, please." She quickly glanced at the guys to make sure they hadn't heard.
"Oh, who cares if they hear us. They already know."
Her eyes widened in terror. "You heard us?"
"We didn't have to," Bernadette piped up. "Your sex hair and wrinkly clothes were enough of a tip off."
She instantly blushed before she put the last dish into the dishwasher and turning it on.
"What happened to you two not doing it all the time? You came pounding on my door because it was too much."
"We don't do it every day." She watched the raised brows of her friends before lowering her head. "It's like every other day."
Shaking their heads, her blonde friends could only smile in return.
"We are never doing that again."
Walking into Amy's apartment, Sheldon shut the door behind them.
"Doing what? Having sex?" The fear of that answer was startling to Amy.
"No. Having sex with anyone in the same home."
She dropped her purse beside the couch and plopped down on it, hiding her face with her hands.
"At least we were quiet," he shrugged. He sat down beside her and rubbed his hand over her back to comfort her. "Leonard and Penny have sex in weird places all the time." Amy lifted her head and her surprised expression caused him to continue. "I was never around to hear it. Leonard would always tell us."
She faintly smiled at him. "Come on. Let's go to bed. I'm exhausted."
Waking up the next morning, Sheldon was surprised to not see Amy in her bed. He didn't hear her shower running but soon he smelled bacon from the kitchen.
Walking out of the bedroom, he saw her at the stove, flipping pancakes and placing bacon on a paper plate. "Good morning," he smiled as he wrapped his arms around her from behind and kissed her shoulder.
"Good morning," she smiled in return as she turned in his arms and received a kiss. "Sleep well?"
"Excellent," he nodded. "I smelled bacon."
She laughed softly as she turned around again and put their food on plates. "One or two pancakes?"
"That was delicious." Sheldon rubbed his stomach to emphasize his approval.
"I'm glad you liked it." She stood to grab the dishes when Sheldon placed his hand over hers. "Let me. You made it. Plus I still feel bad about everyone hearing us last night and making you upset."
"It's fine, Sheldon. Don't worry about it." She reached for his plate, but he snatched it up and stood. "You sit. I'll clean."
She sighed with a smile before she gave up and sat back down and watched the domestic side of her boyfriend.
It was actually quite the turn on if she was being honest. She always got excited at the prospect of them living together and doing the types of simple things that couples who live together do on a daily basis.
Unable to help herself, she got up and walked into the kitchen and sat herself down on the counter top.
Turning around at the sound of Amy moving around, Sheldon instantly felt butterflies in his stomach and his pajama pants tighten at the sight of Amy making herself comfortable on her counter top with her hands behind her and her ankles crossed. "What are you doing?"
"Just watching you."
"Oh. Okay." He slowly turned back to finish loading the dishwasher but when he heard her start moving around again he couldn't keep himself from looking back. This time her clothes were discarded on the kitchen floor and she was wearing nothing but her glasses.
It took a good ten seconds for Sheldon to pick his jaw up from the floor. His full erection was making it painful to stay in his pajama pants and without looking away he slowly, leaned down and closed the dishwasher door and wiping his hands on his shirt.
The smirk worn by Amy was enough to make it painfully obvious what she wanted and Sheldon wasn't about to disappoint.
With one push, his pajama pants were piled around his ankles and he quickly stepped out of them before grabbing her hips and pulling her forward. For a moment he internally groaned that they needed protection but his eidetic memory quickly reminded her that she was on birth control and they were free to hump like rabbits.
He watched her hands as she unbuttoned his shirt before pushing it off his shoulders.
He released his hands from her hips to let the shirt fall to the floor before he let one hand return to her hips while the other pushed her hair away from her neck so he could devour her throat.
"Mm Sheldon." She reached out and let her hands run down his chest. He was easily more defined and since she knew he hadn't been working out the traditional way, she knew their extra curricular activities were to thank. She gasped when she felt the tip of his cock caress her opening.
As Sheldon felt her warm juices coat the head, his breathing grew rapid and he looked up to see Amy biting her lower lip and her eyes were shut. "I want you to watch," he whispered against her ear and she moaned as she slowly opened her eyes and look down to watch as he slipped inside of her.
"Fuck, yes, Sheldon." She moved her hands back behind her on the counter and rocked her hips in time with his.
He took hold of her hips again and matched her every thrust before bending down and taking her left nipple into his mouth, sucking slowly and letting his tongue dart out over the sensitive pink bud.
"Oh God, that's good." She was having a hard time holding herself up by her arms and as they began to tremble, she felt Sheldon reach behind her and hold her back as he thrust harder, feeling her walls clench around him over and over as her orgasm built up.
Ripping his mouth from her nipple, he burrowed his face into her neck, his breath washing over her skin as he met his release.
After a couple more thrusts, Amy soon joined him, crying out his name as she felt her body take over and she reached behind him to hold his butt in her hands, pressing him against her even further, wanting to take and give everything they had to offer.
When both calmed down, Sheldon picked his head up from her neck and smiled faintly at her as beads of sweat formed around his forehead.
Still slightly out of breath, Amy could only utter one word.
"Wow."