Amy remembered being in a daze as she sat across from the only man she'd ever loved who had just suggested they use her purchase the following weekend. The purchase she'd so willingly bought, nervously delivered, and thought about all the time.

He'd claimed he was finally ready.

She was sitting so close to him. He looked surprisingly confident, and she couldn't help but grin back at him. Their mutual agreement had opened so many doors for them, but in that moment Amy just wanted time to slow. She just wanted to kiss him and hold his hand and love him.

Which was incidentally how she ended up on top of him, specifically on his lap. She clearly recalled his quiet inhale as she trailed light kisses and pecks all over his face and down his neck. His grip on her had increased, he pulled her to him and they were closer in that moment than they had ever been.

...She had been so hot and squirmy. Feeling him underneath her made her stomach flip and all her other senses became fuzzy. Especially when he started slowly grinding against her.

Why couldn't he be with her right now?

Amy sighed and put her book down. Everything she had ever wanted was going to be happen in just a few days, all that was left to do was wait.

#

Meanwhile, Sheldon was a little less patient. He was anxious and literally everyone could tell. The day after their agreement he went out of his way to invite her over in an attempt to somehow ease his nerves, and what was meant to be a quiet night in turned into a night with the whole gang eating like usual.

And though he tried, he couldn't shake his odd behavior.

Amy tried comforting him, and it worked if he was being honest. Perhaps it had worked a little too well, for each and every time she left his side his gaze was unfocused.

He hadn't meant to snap at Penny either. She'd simply asked what was wrong and left moments later, calling him an ass. He couldn't believe Leonard had the audacity to go after her. If only Howard and Raj hadn't stayed behind to belittle him for being so dependent on Amy.

That was one of the reasons why he wanted their weekend to come sooner.

Controlling his urges was becoming incredibly difficult. Every little thing Amy did he adored, and he found himself at a loss for words every time she grabbed his hand, or kissed him or even sat near him.

Penny told him once that after you've had coitus for the first time these feelings settle down. He didn't ever want to see the day where he didn't want to hug Amy, hold her and kiss her, but at the same time the urge was so strong he didn't think it would be right to hold off going further any longer.

Somehow he had managed to survive for three days. It was later in the week, yes, but not soon enough. He grabbed his bag and left one evening, though Amy hadn't invited him.

Had he remembered, he would have stopped to pick up the empty plastic bag lying on his bedroom floor.

#

A hot shower had never felt so good to Amy before in her life. Rarely did she listen to music in the shower, but with nobody in sight she let it blast as loudly as possible. Dancing in the shower wasn't something she usually permitted, but she was in a good mood.

The water was so warm it left her skin red and it stung when she finally stepped out. She just put on her clothes and turned off her music when suddenly Sheldon appeared in the bathroom doorway.

And in his laptop bag, a bulge bigger than usual caught her eye...

Amy gulped before bringing her gaze up to his eyes. He was fidgeting in his spot and before she could even ask he sat his bag on the floor and was right in front of her.

This man sure knew how to take her breath away. He was clear with his intentions as his eyes flickered down to her lips before kissing her without a second thought. He was forceful and passionate and lingering and loving...

She pulled back for air. Her heart was beating so fast it was hard to breathe, but then Sheldon dove back in and his lips were back on hers just the same. It was one small part compared to his wandering hands and his gentle caresses. The way he bit and nibbled her lip, his sighs and moans as he moved even closer to her. She had to pull away again for another breath but he kept trying to kiss her.

"Sheldon," she mumbled. Her voice held his attention momentarily and he gazed at her curiously. Her lips broke out in a small smile. "I need to breathe."

He shrugged and kissed her one last time, though it was brief and chaste. "Breathing is overrated." he said with a wink.

Amy was disappointed when he broke apart from her and was still coming down from her high when she saw him walking towards his abandoned bag.

He bent over and, with his back to her, simply opened it and allowed the contents to spill out.