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As they enter the bedroom Amy wraps her arms around Sheldon. She kisses him and pushes him towards the bed. He stops her, kissing her softly on the mouth and holds both her hands.
"Hold on needy, baby greedy baby I have something else in mind first." he says walking over to the bed and pulling back the sheets.
"Please let's not bring Beverly Hofstadter into the bedroom shall we." She tells him walking over to the bed. Sheldon had told her about the kiss from Beverly a while ago. And though he had told her he had not enjoyed it and therefore he felt it not count as a kiss. Amy still did not like Leonard's formidable mother and certainly did not want her anywhere near their love life.
"My apologies now, as I have said I have something else in mind and also there is still the fact of your punishment to be considered now come here." He slides under the covers and pats the place next to him indicating that he would like Amy to join him.
"Are you still on about that? Has anyone ever told you that you have a singularly one track mind?" Amy asks him and he nods his head in agreement.
"Yes, it is one of my virtues." He says before leaning over and picking up the bundle of papers that had been discarded on the floor. "I think it is fitting that I make you read me my favorite passage now."
"I thought we had already done that." Amy says looking up at him as he leafs through the papers.
"No, we were only reenacting a scene, now I want you to read me a bedtime story." He tells her handing her the papers and tapping on a paragraph.
"You like this part?" Amy says reading what he handed her.
"Yes, very much, I think Cooper really comes into his own here. Now will you read it for me?" He asks, pulling her closer to him so that she is nestled against his side with his arm wrapped around her. It feels nice to be this close to him with her bare skin touching his. He smells so good not just like the soap she used to wash him with but something else, something that is all his own.
"Okay", she says looking up at him and smiling as he looks down at her and gives her his cocky little half smile.
"Excellent, now let's begin shall we?"
Life on the farm was getting interesting for Cooper, there was so much to do from sun up to sundown that he barely had time to miss the luxuries of the modern world. Just today Amelia had showed him how to churn butter, a task that had taken a large part of the day. Now it was dusk and they had finished the chores around the farm. However, it was in the late afternoons when he really started to miss home, no electricity, no TV, no computers.
Although he and Amelia had found pleasant ways to pass the time, Cooper enjoyed telling her about what life was like in his time and Amelia enjoyed listening to him. He liked to see her face in rapt attention as he described his life back home. No one had ever listened to him like that. It was as if everything he said was the most interesting thing she had ever heard. Tonight he was telling her about his iPhone as he held the yarn for her knitting and she was as intrigued as ever.
"So, it is like the computer you told me about only small enough to keep in your pants?" she asks.
"Yes, and you can look up anything on it. There is even a button you push called Siri and you can ask it any question and it will give you an answer." he tells her
"Like the fortune teller at the fair?" Amelia asks confused "Although he did not know anything. I think fortune telling is absurd."
"No, not like a fortune teller, but I agree with you they are complete hokum. With Siri on the iPhone you push the button and ask it a question like "Where can I buy ribbons" and it will tell you ten places that sell them." He tells her, trying to think of a luxury she would relate too.
"There is only one place that would sell them around here, so that button would be of little use to me." Amelia says concentrating on her needles and he smiles indulgently. This is why he feels himself falling for her, she is grounded and practical. She continues without looking up "Though it does seem kind of like magic, the ability to store hundreds of books, in something you say is the size of a mousetrap."
Cooper knew the most interesting part of the story to her would be about the books. Amelia loved to read but new books were a rare luxury. The few books she had were dog eared and well-worn from over use.
"There is no such thing as magic, it, like fortune telling is complete poppycock. Everything that people try to pass off as magic can be easily explained by science." He tells her scoffing.
"Well show me some science then." She says setting down her needles.
"Show you some science?" he asks "The time machine currently taking up space in your barn is an excellent example of science at its finest."
"You know what I mean. If magic is simply science then show me an example of it." Amelia says challenging him, he loves that about her. Even being from a simpler time she is not afraid to call him out.
"Alright, do you still have a hardboiled egg from lunch?" he asks quirking his eyebrow at her.
"Yes, why are you hungry?"
"No come on follow me." Cooper says getting up, untangling himself from the yarn and heading to the larder where he gets out an egg. Then he goes to the cupboard and gets out a long necked bottle. He sets the bottle on the wire drying rack and sets the egg on top of the bottle balancing it on its lip. He carefully tears strips of paper and holds them against the wood fire then holds the paper underneath the bottle. When the flame on the paper goes out the egg gives a wiggle then is sucked down into the bottle. Amelia claps her hands together delighted by what she just saw.
"You really are a magic man!" she tells him picking up the bottle and gazing at the egg now resting at the bottom.
"Not magic! Science, see the burning piece of paper heats the molecules of air in the bottle and causes the molecules to move far away from each other. Some of the heated molecules escape out past the egg. When the flame goes out, the molecules of air in the bottle cool down and move closer together. The pressure of the air molecules outside the bottle is so great that it pushes the egg into the bottle." He explains using his hands to illustrate his point. Amelia watches fascinated by his long pale fingers as they dance about during his explanation.
"Can you do more? I want to learn everything there is to know." She tells him her face alive with wonder. Amelia is so open to knowledge it amazes him, a lesser woman of her time would brand him a witch for that experiment. Yet she is eager, hungry for more knowledge and he intends to teach her everything he knows during his time here.
"Okay, you can stop here." Sheldon tells her taking the papers from her hands and setting them on his nightstand.
"Really? That was not even close to the best part of that chapter. I did not get to the part where Cooper takes Amelia to the pond to teach her about molecules and how water can seem to be a magical substance. Then they get caught in the rain storm…"
Sheldon cuts her off. "I read the story, I know what happens." she looks up at him trying to decipher his expression.
"That was hardly one of the more romantic parts of the story." Amy tells him a little miffed. She had been looking forward to reenacting the scene in the rain. It is why she thought he chose this part of the story.
"On the contrary, I thought the part you have just recited to be one of the most romantic things I have ever read." He tells her his hand resting lightly on her hip.
"How so? That was just exposition to lead into the romantic part. Really I just wanted molecules to be brought up so that Cooper would have a plausible reason to want to go to the pond."
"Amy, this story is your fantasy right? Ostensibly you could have your Cooper take on any persona you would like. In your fantasy I could be whatever version of me you want."
"I suppose that is true, but…"
"But, instead you have chosen to make him… well me." Sheldon finishes for her, his hand starting to make its way up her rib cage.
"Yes, because, I love you, the you that you actually are, not some idealized version. Sheldon I would not want to change you for anything, either in life or in fantasy." Amy tells him reaching up and pulling his face gently towards hers kissing him softly on the lips. The kiss was soft, yet it still has the power to set her on fire and she wonders if his kiss will always affect her like this.
"You wouldn't would you?" he muses, dropping soft kisses all over her face as his hands caress her body mapping out every curve and dip. "How did you get to be so perfect?" he sighs as he pulls her across him so she is laying on top of him.
"Sheldon I am not perfect." Amy demurs pressing her face against his neck and kissing him.
"To me you are, Sheldon Lee Cooper will settle for nothing less than perfection and you are the most perfect woman I have ever met." He tells her as he kisses her deeply, his tongue delving into her mouth eagerly.
"You have an odd definition of perfection." Amy tells him coming up for air. He swats her hard on the butt and the sound of his hand on naked flesh reverberates around the room. "Oh my!" Amy gasps at the sensation that is both pain and intense pleasure.
"You are right; maybe spanking you would have been the easier way to go." He says kissing her neck and lightly swatting the other cheek as Amy scrambles to sit up and straddles his lap. Sheldon reaches into his bedside table and hands her another condom.
"Now who is is being a needy baby, greedy baby?" She asks him setting the condom aside Maybe I want to play a little first." She says mischievously . Kissing him on the lips she slowly moves down his body planting kisses as she goes. Finally she takes him into her hand. "Caressing and stroking him fascinated by how he can be so hard yet so soft at the same time. Then she and kisses the tip shyly taking more of him into her mouth.
"Amy, I do not know how much more of this 'playing' I can endure before you ahem, unman me." He tells her panting. Amy halts her actions, picks up the condom and rolls it onto him, the gradually lowers herself onto him. Oh my, hoo!" Amy says reveling in the sensation". The first time had not felt quite like this. With her on top he is now filling her completely and every move they make seems to hit her in the gut urging on her need. Amy tentatively begins to move faster guiding him where she needs him to be
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Then it is Sheldon's turn to gasp at the sensation as she sits up and slowly gyrates her hips against him.
He grabs her by her amble hips as if he is holding on for dear he had been on top he had been so afraid of causing her pain that he had not fully entered her. It still felt good and he had achieved orgasm but this was phenomenal. The way she is moving on him the feeling of being completely sheathed inside of her is overwhelming. The way she is moving against him the gently grinding and bouncing is more than he can handle. He looks up into her eyes and she looks down at him she leans forward and her breasts gently brushing against his face. Accepting the invitation, he takes one into his mouth and gently suckles it. Amy's cries tell that this is something that gives her pleasure so with his other hand he pulls at the other one.
Amy feels the sensation inside her is building until she feels as if she is about to tumble over the edge as she cries out and whimpers and he can feel her climax and shudder against him. Amy lifts his face up and kisses him deeply as he feels he is about to burst with a blinding sense of euphoria that over takes his body.
"Oh boy howdy!" he cries out as almost blanks out from his own intense pleasure.
"Is that the cowboy in you coming out?" Amy giggles as she gets off of him and snuggles into his side.
"That was something." He says puffing air out of his mouth and covering his face with his arm. As he tries to gather his breath he turns and looks down at her "I have a question about your story though."
"What?" she asks looking up at him.
"You know the part, in the rain where Cooper takes Amelia while standing up against the barn door?"
"Yes, that was the part I thought you wanted us to reenact." Amy says.
"How about we try that?" he asks looking down at her. "You know when I recover from this last dalliance." Sheldon says still slightly out of breath.
"I look forward to it." Amy tells him closing her eyes and resting against him.
"Me too." He says closing his eyes too drifting off to sleep.
Leonard walks into the apartment totally dejected. The night had been an unmitigated disaster, Unfortunately this time Penny was not so kind as to overlook it and forgive him.
As usual he had had to watch all the guys overtly flirting with her telling her how wonderful she was however this time he had made a complete jack ass of himself by challenging one of her admirers to a fight. Penny had tried to salvage the night and take him upstairs to their hotel room but like a fool he just could not let it go.
They had ended up fighting about her career and how unhappy he felt that she was just paid to flirt with men Penny pointed out that he had he never cared when she was a waitress and and expected to flirt with customers. To which he had replied that it was different because she was actually good at this job. That was when she had kicked him out of the room and he had driven back home.
It is almost three clock in the morning and Leonard is now exhausted, he just wants to go to bed and forget that tonight ever happened. His only comfort being that Sheldon probably has had an even worse night than he did.
Before Amy had arrived he had been babbling about punishing her for her story. When asked how he intended to do this Sheldon had stated that was going to do something that would blow her mind. Leonard had no idea what he had meant by that but Leonard could only assume that it would not be something that Amy would appreciate.
Leonard is trying be as quiet as possible when it suddenly hits him that the light in the living room was already on, this is odd.
, Sheldon is usually vigilant about his nighttime routine, which includes making sure that all the main lights are switched off to conserve energy and leaving the bookshelf lights on, to discourage burglars.
In addition there are empty containers of food are still on the coffee table and in the kitchen he .Also, sees that the dishes are washed but not put away and there is a wet rag balled up next to the sink. Leonard knows that Amy is an even bigger neat freak than Sheldon, she would never leave the apartment looking like this.
Leonard starts to worry that something bad has happened to them to make them both to leave the apartment in such a state, but thenhe rationalizes that it is more likely that they have had a fight and that she has stormed off. It would not be the first time Amy had stormed off when Sheldon had said or done something stupid. With Sheldon's promise of revenge Leonard feels that that is the most likely scenario for what has happened. Amy stormed off and then Sheldon realizing what he had done had gone after her. However a small voice in the back of his head nags that if that had been the case he would be back by now.
As Leonard makes his way down the hall towards his bedroom he notices that the bathroom door is open and the light is on. Peeking around the corner he sees that the bathroom is in even a bigger mess than the living room. The tub is still filled with water and there are towels crumpled up on the floor. Yet on the towel rack neatly folded is the shirt Sheldon had been wearing that night . Leonard scratches his head now totally confused.
The more he tries to process what he has seen, the more convinced he becomes that something bad has happened to his normally fastidious roommate and possibly his equally fastidious girlfriend. He knows that his is stupid but he is unable to prevent Scenarios involving kidnappers trying to drown Sheldon in the bathtub flooding his mind. Leonard moves on to Sheldon's bedroom door which is closed and he knocks tentatively. There is no answer and Leonard breaks out in a cold sweat as much as his roommate annoys him,he would hate it if f something has happened to him. There is just no way around it, he has to go into Sheldon's bedroom without his permission.
"Roommate agreement section 54. When one roommate B - Leonard Hofstadter - suspects that roommate A - Sheldon Cooper - has fallen victim to a crime or other nefarious actions then and only then may roommate B enter the bedroom of roommate A without express permission." Leonard is repeating this as mantra as he slowly turns the door knob and enters the room.
"Oh my god." Leonard mouths before quickly shutting the door and hurrying into his own bedroom. What he saw was more shocking than if he had encountered Sheldon tied to his desk chair with a gag in his mouth.
Leonard rubs his temples trying to get the image of Sheldon laying naked in the middle of his bed his sheet barely covering his manhood and and equally disrobed Amy curled like a contented cat at his side.
"Never mind, looks like Sheldon had a much better night than I did." Leonard mumbles to himself as she shuts himself in the room.
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