Amy had no idea for how long they had already been making out, all she knew was that her right hand was lost in Sheldon's hair and the way he sometimes coyly sucked her lower lip was about to drive her crazy. Just when she thought he was about to break away, she suddenly felt his tongue brushing along her lower lip. She almost got dizzy but forced herself to keep herself together. She had never in her life gotten a French kiss and she was sure Sheldon hadn't either. But he clearly was a natural because as soon as Amy had parted her lips and allowed his tongue to enter, he did things that almost kicked her into another dimension.

Breathlessly she leaned closer to him as he wrapped his arms around her waist. She had the feeling she would suffocate any second which was impossible because she was breathing through her nose. On the other hand she wouldn't have minded dying in that exact moment – it would have meant she would have died happy.

She was surprised as Sheldon suddenly broke away from her but leaned his forehead against hers, eyes still closed. He seemed just as breathless as her. With a quick motion, his hand grabbed the wrist of her right hand that was still lost in his hair. Faster than Amy's senses could get what was going on, her hand was lying on Sheldon's thigh. She heard him swallow hard, then he leaned in again to continue kissing her, as his hand proceeded to shove hers up higher and higher. The grasp around her wrist was neither brutal nor forcing, it was just firm. And shaky. He was nervous.

A loud moan collided with Sheldon's tongue when he let go of her wrist. Her fingers stayed still but could clearly feel some contractions and that what was below her hand increased in size incredibly fast.

Sheldon's kisses got deeper and Amy felt him tense up an awful lot. But she would make sure to relax him. Her index finger traced the whole length through his pajama pants and underwear and even though there were two layers between, she could clearly feel the delicious hardness that had spread under her trembling fingers.

It felt like his lips started shaking, firmly pressed against hers, not one bit ready to let go. He pulled her closer, their torsos touched, it was like clinging onto dear life.

She felt Sheldon's pelvis move against her hand before he let go of the kiss to swallow hard again and moan with a closed mouth.

Amy knew she was his girlfriend and it was more than normal for them to finally start doing things like these. But it still felt deliciously forbidden, risky and new. The soft touches of her fingers were almost nonexistent, still Sheldon's body reacted to them as if she had all the control in the world over him.

It continued for a few minutes before Amy found the courage to slowly pull down the waistband of his pajama pants. She would have expected everything; Sheldon freaking out, Sheldon getting anxious, Sheldon running away, Sheldon getting on a plane and never coming back. But none of it happened. Instead he willingly raised his bottom from the sofa and even helped her to pull down the pants to about the height of his knees.

Amy couldn't have told who was more nervous in this situation. It was a milestone and she knew there were still a thousand things she could mess up and set their physical relationship about 20 steps back.

"Amy"

His deep raw whisper eliminated each and every thought in her brain.

It wasn't a question, it wasn't a request, he was merely stating that even though his eyes were closed and his imaginiation could have been anywhere, he was still well aware that it was his girlfriend who was giving him these amazing feelings. And he wouldn't have wanted it to be any other way.

Amy tried her hardest to keep her now shaking hand unter control but she was sure Sheldon could feel how nervous she was. She would have loved to just grab what was below her palm, as animalistic and primitive that sounded. But she had never experienced anything sexier than this.

Her look turned to Sheldon's face who was sitting there, leaned against the sofa, eyes closed and biting his lips from time to time, whenever Amy would dare again to move her fingers a little. She felt her heart jump.

Again he raised from the sofa and Amy anxiously pulled her hand away. He sunk back down a few seconds later though and then looked at her. His eyes were the darkest blue she had ever seen, they were deep and full of lust for her. His look dropped on her lips, followed by a longing sigh and yet another one of his swallows.

He leaned over to his girlfriend and she closed her eyes in preparation for a kiss. But instead his lips collided with her neck and started a lustful mix of sucking and licking. Amy nearly lost her senses. She moaned right into his ear and it must have been something that woke Sheldon's dominant side yet another time. Again he grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand back to where it had been before. Amy gasped as she realized that he also had gotten rid of his underpants.

Insecurely she wrapped her fingers around the warm pulsating hardness that almost drove her out of her mind. She closed her eyes, feeling like she'd faint but luckily that feeling of overwhelm passed within seconds.

She had no idea what to do. She had seen movies. But porn was unrealistic. And as far as she knew, every man preferred it differently. Unfortunately she never had had any experience before.

She suddenly felt stupid and like a little unexperienced girl that would desperately try but fail and make a fool out of herself.

But the second her self doubts had come crashing down upon her, Sheldon's big hand suddenly laid around hers and he started moving it, with her hand in his. She was more than thankful for that and it showed again what a great lover Sheldon would be. He didn't judge her, he simply taught her what he liked, without criticizing or anything else that would have made her even more insecure.

"Mmmh, Amy"

He slowly let go of the grip around her hand again and then quickly shoved his hand under her tanktop. Amy felt goosebumps flood her body.

A little more secure, she increased the speed and the tightness of the grip. She heard him gasp and knew exactly that she was doing everything right.

His hand wandered higher under her tanktop and finally he shoved it under her bra. His fingers kneeded the warm flesh. His moans got more regular.

"Amy" He suddenly groaned after a few more minutes. "Tissues"

"What?" She was so drunk on feelings that she didn't get what he meant.

"Tissues. Now. Amy…"

It clicked and Amy looked around and saw the Rubik's cube tissue dispenser next to the sofa. She leaned over Sheldon and quickly pulled out three tissues before she clumsily handed them to Sheldon.

It was the second he had placed them, that Amy felt a quick and hard pulsating in her hand and Sheldon's loud moans filled the room before complete silence laid over the room a few seconds after.

Sheldon's chest rose and sunk rapidly. His cheeks were reddened and his eyes were closed, lips slightly apart.

Amy sat next to him, quietly adjusting her bra and tank top again. Then she slowly turned her head to look at him. She was overwhelmed by what just had happened but in a good way. As after a few seconds he still didn't speak, Amy leaned over to the couchtable and took a sip from her tea. When she leaned back Sheldon cupped her head in his hands and pressed a breathless kiss onto her lips.

Amy blushed when Sheldon broke away from her and pulled his underpants and pajama pants back up.

"Will you excuse me for a moment? I have to freshen myself up a little…" He smiled at her Amy nodded.

As soon as the bathroom door had closed she took a deep breath and another sip of her tea. It was only lukewarm by now but it didn't bother her at all.

Amy had always thought she would instantly text Penny after anything sexual between her and Sheldon would ever happen, but right now she didn't feel like sharing it with anyone. She had just expierenced the sexiest and most intimate moment of her life up to this point and she loved only sharing this with her boyfriend for now.

Amy curled up under the blanket and looked on the screen. She had no idea at what part of the movie they were and she also didn't care.

There were too many questions spinning around in her head. Would Sheldon back away now? Or would they go even further? She didn't even dare to dream or fantasize about this because she knew she'd probably get disappointed in the end.

Amy got distracted by her phone buzzing on the couch table. She grabbed it and bit her lip. Penny had texted her. The young neurobiologist sighed and nervously opened the message. Had they heard anything? Had Sheldon moaned too loud?

'Hey, are you two okay?'

Amy's sigh of relief filled the room. She quickly texted back but tried to make it sound like he situation between her and her boyfriend was still kind of strained. She knew that no one wanted them to have sex more than Penny and Amy slowly got the gist why. It was exciting, it was fun, it was a completely different experience to anything good she had ever had experienced before.

She put her phone back on the table when she heard Sheldon coming back out of the bathroom. Instead of coming back to the sofa though, he went to the fridge, grabbed a water bottle and emptied it in one go.

"Thirsty?" Amy asked with a grin. She needed to try to keep a light conversation now.

"Very!" He answered and cam back to the couch. He sat down and grabbed the popcorn. "Oh, we missed the best part!"

Amy cleared her throat and eyed him from aside. "Do you mind?"

Sheldon didn't look at her but a little smile formed on his lips. "No"

Amy grinned and looked back to the screen.