So now the story is spoiler free for those of you keeping track. Thank you for all the follows and reviews it is so awesome I love your feedback . This one is mostly Amelia and Cooper free,but those two are coming back in the next update. Also again I own none of this

Sheldon leans against the back of the tub, in the warm water eyes closed as Amy bathes him. In his mind he is trying to process all that has happened, he never meant it to go this far. In he was preparing for the night in his minds eye he pictured her backing out somewhere along the seeing each nude part. Certainly he thought if she let it go that far he would back out before anything life altering happened. Yet things were undeniably and irrevocably altered between them now. It was like there had been a dam inside him holding back all these thoughts and feelings. Throughout the years he had built the walls so thick and so high he thought it would never be breached. Yet somehow tonight it had sprung a leak and now, all hell had broken loose as years of pent up thoughts and desires ebbed and flowed throughout his mind.

Sheldon feels her soft hands run the wash cloth across his chest, up his shoulders and down his sensation is beyond soothing and he feels his body relaxing as she squeezes the wash cloth and lets the soapy water pour down his back. He opens his eyes to look at her still wearing his seventy-three shirt. At first her donning his shirt had annoyed him greatly. No one wore his clothes but himself, she hadn't even asked if it was okay. She had just pulled it on, even if the sight of her in it was growing on him.

If he was being honest he had been enjoying looking at her body drinking in the sights he had only imagined before. When he joined her in the bathroom he was naked as the day he had been born. He thought the reason for their previous modesty had been because it was unchartered territory. Now that they had seen each other au natural, as it were, what was the use of holding on to the pretense? The thought occurred to him that perhaps she was unhappy with her body though he had no idea why. For like the number seventy-three ,in his esteemed opinion she was absolutely perfect in every way.

"Amy" he asks tentatively

"Mmm-hmm" she answers running the wash cloth down his stomach stopping just short of the top of his pubic area ,driving him crazy

"Are you embarrassed by your body" he asks looking up at her and she pauses holding the washcloth just above his stomach.

"Maybe, a little, why do you ask?"

"You are still wearing clothes and I am in the nude."

"You are the one in the bath." She tells him .

"Do you want to join me in here." He asks his voice dripping with sensuality his eyes soft and pleading.

"I don't think we both will fit she says." Gulping hard

"Nonsense, we both will fit comfortably, you don't think I have already done the math? Even accounting for water displacement when you join me we will be fine." Amy sets the washcloth down on the side of the tub and pulls off the shirt and places it neatly on the towel rack. Then she stands at the edge of the tub arms crossed over her breasts, shoulders hunched.

"How do you want to do this do you want me on the opposite side or…"

" Just get in the tub between my legs and lean against me." He tells her and she obliges stepping in tentatively and slowly lowering herself in until she is sitting between his legs back rigid against him. The sensation of her warm soft body against his is wonderful, and he got an ample view of her lovely posterior as she got in the tub. The posterior that is now resting against manhood making him feel achy all over again. Sheldon picks up the abandoned washcloth and squeezing some soap on it before running down her stomach and up to her breasts. Cupping them then gently tugging at the stiffened peaks. Amy makes a contented humming sound in her throat as she melts into him and lets his hands go to work.

"This is nice." She purrs as his hands continue their work one large hand still covering her breast while the other one travels lower reaching the apex between her thighs. Touching her and making her moan and squirm makes him feel oddly powerful. His reservations about physical contact before had been due to his fears of lose of control. A little but about his fear of germs too, but with Amy, and Amy alone he had conquered that fear. Any cooties she had, he had most likely already contracted. This new feeling was heady, not only was he the master of his own body but of hers as well. Amy rests her head against his chest and looks up at him expectantly, he knows what she wants and lowers his head to kiss her. This kiss his thrilling it reminds him of the iconic upside down kiss in Spiderman. Amy must like it too he thinks because her breath his coming in short bursts and she writhes against him. The way her bottom is bouncing against him makes him worry that they might accidentally engage in intercourse again and he did not bring a condom into the bathroom. Would a condom even work in the bathtub? He thinks frantically before she lets out a sigh and her bouncing and writhing stops.

"What has gotten into you? Amy, sighs with her eyes closed her breathing slowly returning to normal, then her eyes pop open and she looks at him wide eyed. "Doesn't this violate the shower occupancy rule in the roommate agreement?"

"Number one since we are using the tub portion and not the shower part I believe the rule is two you are my girlfriend not my roommate so the normal rules do not apply to you. Now as to your query of what has gotten into me I have no idea what you are talking about."

"Don't be obtuse Sheldon, you have gone from barely touching me to bringing me to earth shattering orgasm, twice might I add, in one night, what has changed?" Sheldon smiles to himself,earth shattering huh? Good to know.

"Well, I told you before I had not ruled out physical intimacy as a possibility before." He tells her he knows he is being evasive but he is having trouble articulating in words exactly what had changed.

In all honesty it was reading that infernal story of hers, it gave him both the courage and the guidelines for the act. Before he had known that she "wanted him" but wanted him to do what exactly? Put his penis in her vagina he understood that part well enough but it was the lead in that jumbled it up. He had learned in the years of living with Leonard and across the hall form Penny that sex took all shapes and forms. There was good sex, bad sex, sex classified as just okay that left both partners vaguely dissatisfied. The thought that after years of waiting that Amy would be dissatisfied with his coitus skills gave him great anxiety. Then he read the story and it was like those paint by numbers his sister used to do. It was the exact outline for how Amy envisioned coitus would him would be like and if he could follow the instructions exactly then the risk of failure was greatly diminished. It was almost in way since she had wrote his character so close to himself that he had already done everything. Finally it clicks and he thinks of the perfect analogy to describe the change to Amy.

"Amy, you've read Harry Potter right?" Sheldon asks

"You know I have, it was one of the first things we bonded over she tells him." Still leaning against him her small hands resting on the tops of his thighs.

"I know, but I am trying to make a point so hear me out. In Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban when the Dementors are descending upon Sirius Harry sees his father make a full fledged Patronus charm."

"But it wasn't his father it was Harry from the future helping the Harry of the past." She says confused as to how playing in the tub had turned to a discussion of Harry Potter, maybe thinking about wands she muses.

"Yes, that is my point, see I am sort of like Harry in this instance." Sheldon tells her

"Because you are a wizard in the sheets?" Amy asks giggling and he looks down at her seriously and she covers her mouth "My apologies, continue."

"No,I am like Harry because, I was worried that I would not be any good at performing. Then I read your story and saw that maybe I could be good, since it was kind of like I had already done everything. Does that make sense to you?"

"Yes you are saying because Cooper in my story mirrored your traits in so many other ways , when he became intimate with Amelia it was easier for you to picture yourself becoming intimate with me. " he nods his head in ascension and Amy smiles at him "Now come on lets dry of we are starting to become all pruney."

"Do you know why we prune up when he are submerged in water too log?" he asks animatedly.

"Yes, but I will let you tell me anyway." Amy says smiling sweetly at him as she exits the tub.

Amy grabs a towel and begins to slowly dry Sheldon off. Starting at the top he leans forward and bends down to let her dry his hair. Then she runs the towel down his arms surprised at the definition she finds there. Amy walks behind him and drys his back, biting her lip to keep the dirty thoughts at bay as she watches the muscles in his shoulders move. Walking back around to his front she drys the beaded moisture on his chest then down lower to his abdomen his breathing coming in spurts as she comes finally to the pulsing presence between them. Hello my friend we finally met she thinks as she takes him into her hand strokes him. He is on the larger end of the scale Amy would guess. Her only point of reference being when an over excited Penny and Bernadette had tried to make her gauge his length. This after a night of too much wine she had divulged that when they kissed she could feel it pressing up against her. They had brandished all sorts of things at her to get her say what little she knew. Amy almost giggles out loud at the thought of Bernadette shouting at her " Did it feel more like the pickle or the banana? Think! We need answers!"

Amy wants to make him feel like how he made her feel in the tub and starts to up her efforts but he stops her hand. She looks up at him confused but his eyes are still lusty and he smiles at her .

"You're still wet." He says taking the other clean towel from the rack and working on drying her off. He had no idea how much , as he runs the soft cloth of the towel all over her body. When she comes to her stomach she flinches a little. While by no means fat, her stomach as a little pouch she had been unhappy with. Knowing that he had once seen Penny naked, no matter the circumstances makes her worry he is doing body comparisons.

"Sheldon?" she asks softly.

"Yes?" he answers bending down to wipe the water off her legs and looking up at her.

"I know that you have seen Penny naked, and I was just wondering if, you found me just as attractive? I mean I know she is much better looking than I am."

"Is that a serious question?" he asks standing up to his full height and looking angrily down at her.

"I am just curious." Amy say knees shaking under his withering gaze.

"Well here is your answer." He says grabbing her hand and placing it on his erection. "This did not budge in the almost four years I knew her before I met you. I thought I had willed it into a dormant state never to bother me again. Then you waltz into my life with your big brains and your tight skirts and the damn thing is busting out every time you are around." He concludes hotly ,pressing his mouth against hers. The kiss is searing and he pulls her tightly against him and moans into her mouth as she takes him into her hand.

"Amy, I am going to.. I am.." he murmurs against her mouth as she strokes him. "Not here." He whispers pulling away from her.

"Why?" Amy whines attempting to him closer again, but he evades her and takes her hand pulling her out of the bathroom towards the bedroom. "Oh." She says letting him lead her to the bed.

(Sorry if I desecrated another beloved childrens classic with the Harry Potter reference but I could not help myself.)