He watched her move from one table to the other. She smiled and laughed and every flip of her hair made his body tighten. He sipped his beer and slid from the barstool. Soon.

She stepped into the stairwell and pulled off her jacket. She began climbing the stairs wearily. A double at the Cheesecake Factory on a Friday. What had she been thinking to agree to that? She turned the corner to the third floor and saw her neighbor leaning against the wall.

"Hello, Sheldon," she said as she walked by him. She didn't really know her neighbors very well. She had moved in a month ago, and they seemed nice enough, if a bit eccentric.

"Penny," he said with a nod. He fell into step beside her and walked up the remaining stairs with her.

"How was your day?" she asked.

His eyes stayed forward, but he smiled slightly. "Getting better by the minute."

Penny looked at him briefly. "That's nice." They reached the fourth floor and Penny turned to her door. She unlocked it and opened the door. Suddenly Sheldon was pressed against her back and moving her inside.

Penny squeaked in alarm and turned to yell at him. Before she could say a word, Sheldon's tongue was in her mouth, his hands pulling her body close. Penny slapped at his arms and he growled, spinning her around. He pressed her against the door and moved his mouth to her neck.

"She..Sheldon! What are you doing?!" Penny managed to gasp out as his teeth nipped at her pulse. Penny moaned and her hands clung to his shoulders.

He raised up and locked eyes with her. A seductive smirk spread across his face and he brushed the back of his knuckles across her lips. "I'm having my way with you," he whispered.

Penny's knees buckled and Sheldon grabbed her up against him. He kissed her hard and picked her up in his arms. He moved to the couch and sat down with her in his lap. Nimble fingers had her vest and blouse unbuttoned in seconds. Penny's mind was spinning as he pressed his erection against her bottom.

Penny slipped her hands under his shirts and pulled them over his head. She began nibbling on his earlobe as he pushed her shirt off her arms. Sheldon grabbed her hips and moved her until she was straddling him. He rocked his hips against her roughly.

"I have spent 10 years suppressing my hormones," he whispered in her ear. "One month of knowing you has destroyed all that. Your sweetness, your laugh, your scent, your soft skin. I can't stay away from you."

Penny raised up to look at him. "Should I be sorry?" she asked softly.

Sheldon pulled her down for a searing kiss. "I'm not."

Sheldon ran his fingers through her hair with a smile. Penny traced her name over his stomach. She placed a kiss above his navel and raised up.

"So, any chance we can do this again sometime?" she asked.

Sheldon pulled her up until their chests were pressed together. "Did you think this was a one time thing, Penny? It's not. I'm no one's one night stand. You are mine. I am yours. No one else matters. Call this whatever you want, but do not think for one minute I am letting you go."

Penny melted against him. She had never been one to like aggression. She was too independent. But the look in his eyes, it was as if he wasn't demanding her surrender, but begging her for it. Like he needed her absolutely. Penny kissed him softly.

"I like that," she said gently. "Yours. All yours, Sheldon."

He hugged her close and relaxed. Penny reached down and pulled the blanket up over them. They drifted off, wrapped tight around each other.

I only have four words for explaining this chapter. I blame Darkly Dreaming.