Here goes Chapter two, Thank you everyone who reviewed and followed the story, Again I own none of this.

Sheldon leads Amy down the hall and into his bedroom where Amy sees that there is a bundle of papers laying on the bed. Knowing that Sheldon is not one to leave his things laying about she knows that the papers must be important.

"What's on the bed Sheldon." Amy asks wearily

"Oh, this?" He asks sauntering over to the bed and picking up the bundle. "This is your story, my dear, with some of the more interesting passages highlighted. shall I regale you with a reading of your own story?" Sheldon asks.

"Sheldon…" Amy says a hint of a whine entering her voice before he cuts her off and points her to the bed where she sits down.

"Where shall I start… where to start?" he muses flipping through the pages. "Oh, here! This is a good of a place as any." Sheldon says folding the page over and beginning.

"Since Cooper was stranded on the farm for the foreseeable future he had started doing chores to help pull his weight . Cooper was starting to see that life on the farm was much harder than he expected, he did not know how Amelia had fared alone for so long. Today he was chopping food for the kitchen fire, the work strenuous. The day had been hot and the sun relentless and he had stripped himself off his shirt as he worked. Amelia watched him from the house fascinated by the way his muscles glistened as he worked in the sun. She had been on her way out to offer her a dipper of water but had sidetracked by the spectacle of his body.

Sheldon pauses and peels off his shirts first his blue 73 shirt then the red raglan sleeved one underneath. Amy has never seen this much of his body before, she has caught glimpses but has never been privy to the full view. Standing before her shirtless he continues the story, licking his lips before he continues.

Amelia sees Cooper look up and in her direction, panicked she hurries back into the house. Not wanted to give her fascination with his semi-nude body away. Soon Cooper is back at the house and she finds Amelia at the stove preparing the noon day meal.

"I saw you watching me." He tells her his voice quiet

"I was just debating bringing you a dipper of water, but it looked like you had already finished." Amelia tells him evasively moving to the larder to get out the bread and cheese.

" I don't mind it when you watch me." Cooper says moving towards her pressing her body against the door of the larder…

"Sheldon please stop! I know what you are doing." Amy pleads.

"I have no idea what you are talking about, what is it that you think I am doing?" he asks coyly

"Your using my own story against me, I should have recognized the kiss against the door, and the one in the barn propped up against the saw horse!" Amy tells him annoyed.

"Amy, you agreed you should be punished."

"Yes, but not like this, this is emotionally manipulative even for you."

"This is what you wanted is it not, you have Cooper standing shirtless before you." His voice getting the high lilt and texan accent it gets when he is upset.

"I want this." She gestures at his body appreciating the view. "But not like this." She says sadly shaking her head.

"What do you mean?" He says sitting down beside her.

"I want you, I crave intimacy from you. Yet, in the same the same vein, I want you to want this as much as I do. Not for it to be some bizarre punishment, for some transgression of mine." She tells him moving to get up pulling her shirt closed with her hand. Sheldon stops her gently grabbing both her hands and pushing her back onto the bed.

"I do want this, to tell you the truth your stories intrigued me very much. I found myself unusually engrossed in the lives of Amelia and Cooper."

"You did?" She asks shyly.

"Very much so, in fact I fail to see how this is any different than the time we played dungeons and dragons together. We are two people acting as two characters, this time instead of being an elven magic user and an half-orc warrior we are Amelia and Cooper." He says looking at her seriously and Amy considers his proposal. Fine ,she thinks if Sheldon wants to play, they will play. Let's see how far he will go to prove his point.

"Okay then, what part do you want to act out next." She says leaning over and running her finger down his chest. She feels him shiver under her touch and she lets her hand wander further trailing down by his belly. He catches her hand with his before they reach the top of his pants.

"How about we start here." He says grabbing the papers again and flipping to a page and handing it to her. Amy reads it and smiles before setting it down.

"Cooper! You shouldn't in here! I know you are from a different time, but it isn't proper for a man to be in the same room as a woman as she undresses." Amy says peeling off her shirt. And turning around so that she is facing the other direction.

"Amy, if we are going to be historically accurate, in Laura Ingalls Wilder's time they did not have undergarments like you are wearing." Sheldon points out and Amy unhooks her bra and slides it down her arms. Giving Sheldon a full view of the creamy pale skin of her back.

"There, now we are historically accurate, what's your line?" Amy asks him, her voice barely above a whisper.

"I am sorry, Amelia, it is not proper in my time either. Your door was opened on a crack and the sight of you by the lamplight fueled my temptations, I will go." Sheldon says his voice quavering, his eidetic memory never ceases to amaze her. He does not need to look at the page to know the line. Then she feels his hand gently caress her back, his fingers play down her spine and it is her turn to shiver.

"No, please stay, I have seen you, it is only fair that you see me." Amy turns around and faces him and she hears his breath catch.

"Amelia, I have a confession." Sheldon says his voice husky.

"What is it Cooper?" Amy says her heart thumping wildly in her chest, thinking of what comes next.

"I know you, think me as worldly, because I am from another time, but honestly Amelia I am not. I have never been with a woman before. I was, I mean, I am a man of science, the idea of physical love, any love, never interested me. That is until I found myself here in your time, and I found you." He is staring into her eyes as he says his lines, making her stomach do little flip-flops. Sheldon might just win this little game if she dies of a heart attack before the end. Then she realizes that is his end game, not for her to literally die, but to get her to the point where she panics and backs out. Oh, Dr. Cooper, Amy thinks, two can play at this game and we shall see who emerges the victor.

"I have never been with a man before , the impropriety in our actions is great, but it is worth it to be with you." Amy says looking into his eyes the heat of his gaze his intense and she is feeling her courage falter. But she does as Amelia does in the story and grabs his hands and gently presses them to her breasts. At first his face his shocked and she thinks that he is going to pull away but it is her turn to be surprised. Instead of pulling away he caresses her and presses his lips to her neck just below her ear.

"I love you" He whispers in her ear, before crushing her mouth with his own pulling her tight against his chest. Amy lets her hands roam over his body feeling the strong muscles of his back shift under her fingers as his hands explore hers.

"I love you, too, but that wasn't the line." Amy says breaking the kiss and placing a kiss on his collar bone, something she had been longing to do for a long time.

"I know." he says his breathing erratic as Amy kisses her way from one end of his clavicle to the other. "The line is, I am sorry Amelia, we shouldn't do this."Sheldon says, as Amy pushes him downwards so he is laying on his back on his stands up to remove her skirt and stands at the foot of the bed.

"I have a question though, are we still Amelia and Cooper or are we back to being Sheldon and Amy?" Sheldon sits up on his elbows to look at Amy, enjoying the sight of her standing at the foot of his bed clad only in her panties.

"What does it matter?" he asks curious.

"You of all people should understand the importance of semantics in a situation like this. If I am still Amelia ,then it would be extremely out of character for me to do this." Amy says climbing on the bed and straddling him her hands splayed on his chest playing in his chest hair. Amy can him feel pressing against her and she knows that for now she is winning.

"An exercise in semantics you say? Interesting ? Then wouldn't it be out of character for me to do this as myself?" he asks as he grabs her and flips her over balancing his weight on his forearms he leans down and kisses her hungrily. Amy responds by wrapping her arms and legs around him tightly. Wither her hands she explores every square inch of skin he has exposed and with her legs she pushes him closer to her searching for some much needed friction. Right now the score seems to be equal and she does not care who is winning as long as it does not stop. Amy finds her way to the top of his pants and she undoes the button and unzips the zipper freeing him. Amy takes him into her hand testing the weight and he freezes.

"What's the matter, too out of character?" Amy asks slyly.

"Amy, do you really want to do this?" He asks concerned and it feels like her libido has been snuffed out like a candle.

"No, not if you don't want to. Now let me up I really should be going. It is getting late and you have proved your point. I will never write about out theoretical love life again." Tears are stinging her eyes, she played the game and she lost. She is struggling to extricate herself from the tangle of limbs she finds herself in. Sheldon his holding her steady though his arms stronger than she expected holding her into place.

"Amy, please, don't go." He implores her

"Why so you can make me act out some more of my fantasies you don't intend to finish? Perhaps you would you like me to draw you a bath so I can wash my scent off of you before I go?" Amy asks him still struggling in his arms.

"Amy, listen to me, you know how I feel about closure I never start anything that don't intend to finish." He says and Amy stops her struggle in his arms and he takes the opportunity to kiss her, then he sits up so that she is sitting in his lap straddling him. His mouth roams over her body making pit stops at her neck and at the tip of each breast. Then he tips her back onto the bed removing her panties and his pants before settling himself back between her legs.

"Sheldon, we don't have to, I am sorry I don't want you to feel like I am making you." Amy pants as he reaches over into his bedside table and retrieves a foil packet.

"I think we can both agree that I can not be made to do anything that I don't want to do." He tells her handing her the package.

"How do you even have this." Amy ask rolling it on.

"Like The Boy Scouts Handbook, says always be prepared."

"But you were never in Boy Scouts, were you."

"Heavens no, the forced social interactions and camping trips would have been intolerable. I did however read the handbook and I think the skills are applicable."

"I highly doubt that anything you read in that handbook would help you in this situation." Amy asks confused.

"No, No, No, I simply meant that… Amy do you want to do this or not." He asks and Amy shakes her head yes and sits up again to kiss him, he kiss her back softly at first then gaining intensity. Amy pulls him gently back down with her as she guides him gently inside of her. The sensation odd, but not painful like she was expecting.

"Do you want me to stop? Am, I hurting you?" he asks as his movements pick up speed and become more assured.

"No, it feels good, very good." She assures him kissing him from his neck down to his chest and matching his movements.

"Thank God, because I don't think I could stop if you asked me, I mean if you absolutely wanted me too I would, I would not violate you…"

"Shhh…" Amy assures him as she covers his mouth, with her own kissing him deeply. Then they are lost in their own rhythms, there hands and mouths exploring the new territory. Then Amy feels something inside her building and she experience a climax ten times better than any electrode to the brain. She feels Sheldon's body shudder and then he rolls off off her and lays beside of her breathing heavily.

"Did I succeed in detonating your loins?" he asks her.

"What? I mean yes, but I do not know what you are referring too." Amy says.

" Isn't that in your story?" he asks.

"No, sorry, in my story you succeeded in bringing out the woman within me." Amy says turning over to look at him and laughing.

"My apologizes that must have been in the other vulgar story I read recently." He tells her rolling over to look at her.

"How many vulgar stories have you been reading?" Amy as curiously as the look at each other both a little in awe of what as just occurred.

"Not important, what is important is to see if your offer of bathing me still stands?" He says raising his eyebrows.

"Are you serious?"

"Of course, you know my aversion to sweat, and currently my body is covered in a fine sheen of it. Also part of your punishment is acting out these far-fetched scenarios from your stories.. So far we have only acted out one and to be honest we went so far off script I do not even think it counts."

"So your punishment was to have us act out every single one of my fantasies? You are right that is mind blowing."

"Well not every single one, we could hardly get a plow in here." He tells her.

"Fine, come on Cooper and I will draw you a bath." Amy says getting up and tossing on his discarded t-shirt before sauntering out the door.

"Will you use the bath thermometer to make sure that the water temperature is the perfect 104 degrees?" He calls after her, and Amy pops her door back in the frame.

"They did not have bath thermometers on the prairie." She tells him.

"No, but we have them now so, your point is?" Sheldon says looking at her hard.

"That it would have been a lot easier if you had just spanked me again." Amy says before walking away again.

"Play your cards right little lady and maybe I will he says getting up and following her.

My first idea was to do a complete Amelia/Cooper fic but I know NOTHING about Little House. I am sure Amy's writings are much better than my clumsy attempts at duplication. I hope you enjoyed it anyways.