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Amy's puzzled expression had Sheldon wondering whether or not he had made the right decision. All he did was suggest they spend the night together and here she was, groping his forehead with her soft hands to see if he had a fever.

"Amy, I'm not sick." he whined. Almost instantaneously he regretted it. At east when she thought he was sick he didn't have to ask for physical contact.

...Not that he wanted any that badly...

"I'm just making sure you're okay." Amy told him as she went to the kitchen to make tea. "This isn't about the condoms, is it?" she asked.

Sheldon tried to look appalled. "Uhm... no." He followed her into the kitchen. "Look, Amy, we've been dating a long time. All I'm asking is that we spend the night together."

With her back to him Amy asked "Are you sure we're ready for this? People might talk..."

Sheldon shrugged and moved beside her. His free hand trailed down to hers and grasped it as he spoke gently and honestly.

"While I agree with you... they're not the ones in this relationship, we are."

Amy smiled and took her finished tea to the island while Sheldon took his. They sat beside each other instead of at opposite ends and they continued their conversation hand in hand.

"I guess you're right. So tell me, what will be the accommodations for tonight?"

Sheldon paused and thought for a moment.

"As much as I'd like to, I don't know how comfortable I would be sleeping in a bed that's not mine. For now any time we share a bed, it should be mine."

Amy nodded. "Where will you sleep tonight then?"

"On the couch I suppose." Sheldon said with a shrug. "But don't get any ideas."

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Amy wasn't the one getting ideas that night, rather Sheldon was. They were innocently watching one of his space movies when she happened to get one of the references they had made, and he kissed her for it. Hard.

When Sheldon pulled away he was nearly panting. Amy's eyes were wide the kiss was so forceful and... passionate.

His pupils were dilated as he held her gaze. Her heart was racing. His tongue darted out to lick his lips...

They ignored the ending credits, as Sheldon was apparently having too much fun experimenting with different ways he could kiss her, and he surprised her by gently nibbling on her bottom lip and smiling at her positive reaction. He shifted closer to her, his hand securely on her waist, and deepened the kiss ever so slightly before pulling away.

"Amy," he said in a mocked voice of disappointment as he shook his head. "What did I tell you about not getting any ideas?"

She hit his arm playfully. "Me?" she said with a small laugh. "You were the one who started kissing me, Dr. Cooper."

It was fun to watch Sheldon squirm. He gulped and said "I guess you're right..."

After a few moments of silence he reached for the remote and turned off the T.V. He looked at Amy expectedly and she sighed. "What if I don't want to move?" she asked.

"Amy..."

"Fine."

Once his girlfriend got up Sheldon despised how the warmth of her touch left with her. He tried to discretely watch her bottom as she walked away, but it became clear even to him that he and Amy would need to spend more time in his apartment.

You know, just in case.