This is for Vamplover669 thanks for the idea and for a mind that is as much in the gutter as much as mine. Sheldon's POV (confession time I LOVE Sheldon)
Sheldon looks out at the sea of empty chairs in his lecture hall and sighs, another failed attempt to teach. It is getting had not to take personally that his personality is so abhorrent not one graduate student would sign up to take his class. Then he hears the classroom door creak open and he looks up hopefully and sees Amy walk in, still in her lab coat.
"No one took your class?." She asks as she walks amongst the jungle of chairs to reach his desk.
"Not a single person, the whole thing is a bust yet again." He says looking her up and down. He notices that she is wearing her yellow pumps. The ones that he once told her made her feet look like Minnie Mouse feet. He had meant it as a compliment but she had been offended and she had not worn them since. Now he can draw no comparisons to cartoon mice, the heels make her legs look very sexy.
"Don't they know how great you are, it is their loss."
"I know, but as part of my new job requirement I have to teach at least on class a year. If I can't get a single class, than I am in serious trouble."
"Perhaps you could teach me instead." Her voice low and husky full of intent
"Amy, this is a graduate level physics class, you have no background..oh… oh my.." he is stalled as she removes the lab coat to reveal whats underneath. His mouth goes dry and he swallows hard as he beholds her in her school girls uniform. The last time she had worn it she had nearly given him a heart attack. All he wanted to do was too kiss her senseless, see what was under that little plaid skirt, but he had been so afraid.
"What do you say, Dr. Cooper, do you think you have what it takes to teach me?" she asks biting her little finger and looking up at him shyly. The way she says is hard-wired straight to his groin, it has always turned him on even when he did not realize what it meant. Grabbing her by her little tie around her neck he tugs her closer, bending down to whisper in her ear.
"Do you think you can withstand the strain of being under my tutelage. I am told that I can be very hard to work with." Amy looks up at him shocked at his little double entendre, people think he is so innocent, but he knows more than he lets on.
"I am counting on it." She says reaching down and grabbing his turgid member through his pants, a growl escapes from his throat that he has never heard from himself before. He captures her mouth with his forcing it open with his tongue exploring its depths. She always tastes so good,so sweet, he sucks her bottom lip into his mouth. An action that he has discovered that she enjoys greatly, and much to his satisfaction she lets out a moan. Spurred on further he spins her around, setting her atop his sparsely appointed desk . Amy grabs him by his backside pulls him close against her body and wraps her legs around him, making his manhood strain against there confines to seek release. Somehow he finds the strength to back away from her,he is having to much fun to stop now.
"Tell me the founding principle behind supersymmetry." He asks her and she look at him with wide eyed curiosity. "You said you wanted me to teach you, I need to see how much you need to learn." He says raising his eye brows at her and she looks at him through narrowed eyes shrewdly assessing him.
"Fine, supersymmetry is a proposed extension of spacetime symmetry that relates two basic classes of elementary particles: bosons, which have an integer-valued spin, and fermions, which have a half-integer spin." As she talks he is slowly working on the buttons on her blouse kissing her neck as he works to expose her skin. He stands back to behold this creature in front of him her shirt torn open to reveal her white lace bra, her red tie nestled invitingly between her amble bosom. Her breath becomes ragged and she can barely finish her speech as he dips his head down low to kiss the tops of her breasts now spilling over her bra, which he releases by pulling down the cups. Now her breasts her standing at tantalizing attention, held upward by her bra, her rosy peaks hard and begging to be touched. He quickly obliges dipping his head down and taking one into his mouth while his hand works on the other. Taking the swollen nub between his fingers he rolls it around as his tongue teases the other one in slow lavish circles. Her breath comes in spurts and she digs her fingers into his back as she desperately bucks her hips against him seeking welcome friction and release.
"You never cease to amaze me." he murmurs as he steps away from her again leaving her panting. He watches her intently as she lifts up the plaid skirt revealing white lace panties. She begins to touch herself, over the thin material of her undergarments, making herself squirm and moan; he strokes himself through his clothes as he watches her pleasure herself. Until he can stand it no more and once again closes the gap between them and stops her hand. She looks up at him stung, but he smiles at her and gently bites her finger before he moves her hand to the waistband of his pants. Hitching her little fingers in the space between the material and his pelvic bone. Slowly and tauntingly moving her fingers around so they met at his zipper. Amy dips her head against his neck biting and sucking him gently until she reaches his ear and hisses.
"You are the amazing one Dr. Cooper." Then her hands find their quarry, sliding down the zipper and taking him into her hand. Teasing him mercilessly as she slides up and down his shaft teasing the swollen tip between her two fingers. He is undone and he moves his hands between her legs tearing of her under garments an leaning her down on the hard material of his desk. She is so wet as he slides into her he is lost at once, he thrusts deeper and hooks her legs against his waist. Looking down at the sight that is her magnificent body then back up at his grease-board at the equation he has written there. Wait, he as never noticed that before,there is a correlation in the numbers he had never seen before this could mean something big, this could be his nobel prize he thinks as the blinding white light over takes him and… he wakes up, the swatch of sunlight from the window shining brightly in his face.
Sheldon looks down at Amy still nestled closely beside of him and he waits for the fear to bloom in his chest like it had the day before. The dream had been so vivid, and his erection is throbbing desperate for release, yet he finds the fear from yesterday is gone. Seeing her there this morning gives him a sense of contentment and peace he never thought possible. She is just too lovely for words,her skin peaches and roses, her soft eyelashes resting on her cheeks. He looks at her for a while drinking in the sight of her, reveling in her presence. A real Sleeping Beauty he thinks as he gently smoothes down her dark hair with his free hand, conjuring up another memory of her in a provocative costume .
"All Snow White needs is a little kiss to wake up, Sheldon." He chuckles inwardly at the memory of her in that ridiculous costume. How badly she had wanted him to kiss her back then, and then he frowns. Wishing that he had just done it; how long he has been denying himself the pleasure of her he has the urge to right the wrong now, to bend down and kiss her awake. As soon the though crosses his mind, her eyes open and he looks up at him a sweet grin blooming on her face and feels his heart beat faster. God, the affect this woman had on him, was maddening.
"Hey" she says sleepily.
"Hey, is for horses." He replies and she giggles.
"Did you sleep okay?" she asks
"I have never slept so well, as when I sleep with you." He answers truthfully, and look of supreme pleasure crosses her face.
"Me too, I had the best dream." she sighs stretching and as she does her body brushes against his aching problem, if she notices she says nothing. "I dreamt we were dancing in a big ballroom, that was completely empty, just you and I swaying to the music."
"I had a wonderful dream as well." He tells her the dream and her eyes are wide when he finishes.
"Well that was certainly whimsically inventive." And she bites her lower lip to stifle a giggle. It it is his turn to look at her in wide eyed surprise, she doesn't know about that, does she? How could she possibly know about what he said so many years ago, that was before she even worked at wanting to ruin the jovial mood of the morning he stores the comment aside,to analyze later.
"Yes, I suppose you could put it that way." He tells her evasively.
"Are you hungry?" she asks, tilting her head to the side. Sheldon gulps , Amy has no idea how hungry for her he is.
"Famished." He replies his voice thick.
"Pancakes, right?" she asks getting up and he groans at the sudden emptiness of her vacated space.
"Excuse me?"
"Today is the day you have pancakes for breakfast, correct?"
"Oh, yes, that is correct."
"Then I am going to to go whip up some breakfast, I think you will like my pancakes better than Leonards, I have a secret ingredient." she says brightly scurrying out the door shutting it behind her. Sheldon buries his face into his pillow and moans he can not go out there like this he thinks. Trying to think of things that will calm him down and make this nuisance go away. After about twenty minutes of willing his mind to go blank he is successful and he rises to join Amy.
Sheldon pads quietly into the hallway, part of his self training to stay away from bullies is to always move quietly as possible. As he rounds the corner he sees that Leonard is already up and sitting at the kitchen counter, Amy has his back to him at the stove. He is about to advance into the room when Amy turns and walks toward the fridge, she opens it up and bends slightly to retrieve something the action causing her shirt to ride up exposing dangerous amounts of leg. Then he sees Leonards head tilt to the side as he watches Amy, unmistakably enjoying the view. Poor, innocent Amy completely unaware of the show she was putting on for them.
Emotion and thoughts swirl around him in a whirlwind, he is incensed that Leonard would have the audacity to look at his girlfriend in such a way. There is rush of possessiveness, Amy is his, and his alone, he would do anything to prove that point. If he had to write "Sheldon" on the bottom of each of her left shoes he would do it. Then finally there was a swell of pride, that this deity in the kitchen was his. Let them say what they wanted, about her lack of sex appeal now, she had it in spades. Sheldon makes the decision to let Leonard off the hook for the moment , from the look of it Penny had abandoned him again. Sheldon would have to just see it that Amy was more covered up so that Leonard would not be further tempted by her.
It was not easy to maintain an air of civility around him but he managed, even though he lied to his face when he said he had not been checking Amy out. When he went to cover up Amy in the kitchen the primal urge to claim her in front of Leonard became overwhelming. Public displays of affection were not normally something he enjoyed but at that moment he felt the need to assert his hold over her. Surprised at himself when he deepens the kiss dipping her head back to drink as much of her in as possible. Amy simply melds into his body like putty and it is almost impossible for him to stop. Just like that twenty minutes of mental practice are down the drain and he is back to square one.
Later in the shower he tries to calm himself again to no avail, his mind with perfect recall vacillating between memories. Amy in his dream last night, Amy laying under him, her soft body fitting like a puzzle piece into is own, the sounds of her moans and cries, the taste of her lips. Sheldon groans he should have invited her to join him in the shower then maybe he could find release. He tries to fix the problem manually but all it does is conjure up the memory of her watching him do it. The only way he will find his release is with her, he is sure of it, he shuts off the water he goes to get dressed.
From his bedroom he can hear the soft murmur of Amy and Leonard talking, it vexes him and he does not why. Honestly he feels bad for poor Amy forced into morning chit chat with the dull Leonard. He had assumed that after breakfast Leonard would retreat back into is thought of him out there with Amy so scantily clad fills him with ire. He dresses as quickly as possible and goes to retrieve Amy for her social obligation of awkward conversation with Leonard.
"You are a beautiful woman." He hears Leonard say as he places his paw on Amy's delicate hand. This must be what Bruce Banner feel like before he turns into the Hulk he thinks angrily as he observes the scene before him. Sheldon feels like he is literally seeing red, he charges blindly into the kitchen only vaguely aware that Penny has arrived as well. He should have put a stop to this the moment he saw the sex fiend eying his woman. He is only half aware of what he is saying, the words spew out of his mouth like venom.
Amy tries to calm him, but her attempts fall on deaf ears, he is to mad too see reason right now. Sheldon feels like he standing beside himself as he talks his vision wavering, angry at Leonard, angry for letting emotion rule him, angry at the woman who was making him feel. Sheldon turns on his heel he needs to get away, the morning has been to fraught with emotion and he just wants to be by himself. Before he can shut and lock the door Amy is in behind him her hands on her hips her mouth in a hard line. To be as small as she is she strikes an imposing figure as she stares him down, and he feels himself shrink back.
"You listen here Mr! "she yells shaking her finger at him "I don't know what exactly that was, but what I do know is that it was completely uncalled for."
"Oh, it was called for, it was completely called for! Leonard could not keep his greedy little eyes off of you earlier, and then I leave him alone with you for ten minutes and he is showering you with compliments and you two are holding hands!"
"We were not holding hands he put his hand on mine in a gesture of comfort and friendship."
"Why on earth was he trying to comfort you in the first place!"
"Did you hear everything he said, or just that he called me beautiful?" Sheldon is silent and he just crosses his arms and turns away. "I will take that as a no, what he said was Don't sell your self short, you are a beautiful woman. Leonard was telling me about his situation with Penny, and I told him how I sometimes I felt inadequate compared to her. That she was far more beautiful than I would ever hope to me and that is what when he said what he said. In no way was he trying to woo me. What hurts worse that you think that I would allow myself to be wooed so easily."
"I was not worried about you, you are innocent in all of this, I am sorry if I snapped at you. Its just,I don't handle emotion well. I had trained my brain to be cool and logical so when emotion overtakes me it is often hard for me to control." Sheldon says turning around to face her again, his demeanor calmer.
"I know that, and I understand you better than anyone, what I still don't understand is how you could ever think that anything would be going on between Leonard and I?"
"Its just that earlier when I came out of the room for breakfast I caught Leonard sizing you up with his eyes, like you were a prize calf at the fair. That is why I manhandled you earlier in front of him, I wanted him to understand that you were mine. Then to come out and see him all over you…" Sheldon trails off sitting on the bed raking his hands through his hair.
"I highly doubt that Leonard was checking me out, Sheldon.. men do not check me out." Amy sighs and he looks up at her distraught.
"That is where you are wrong, think about how many men I have had to fend off from you in comparison to how many women you have had to fend off from me?"
"I think the score there is zero to zero."
"Wrong again ! the score is five to negative one."
"Sheldon…" Amy begins but Sheldon interrupts ticking the points off on his long elegant fingers.
" First I have to endure a great level of physical and emotional discomfort to set you up with the Neanderthal Zack, which by your own admission you found sexually attractive. When that thankfully turns out in my favor I then have to win your heart back from that impoverished picture book peddler Stuart, that's number,two." He says putting down one finger. "Then, I have to hear from Howard and Raj that you are the unwanted recipient of rocks and affections from some dirt monkey. Then I have to convince them to take him off your scent for me since I am on a forced vacation and not allowed on campus, that's three."
"First of all, Zack does not count because he was not attracted to me, it was my first fleeting experience with lust." Sheldon winces at this admission but Amy continues, her admission is nothing he does not know."We were not dating when I agreed to go out with Stuart and why did you never tell me that you knew about Bert?"
"No No, let me finish, shall we go on to number four? Kripke, comes sniffing around you bearing gifts of wine, which is by the way completely inappropriate to bring another mans girlfriend."
"Speaking of inappropriate and girlfriend, lets talk about what you told Kripke about us? Frequent, intense, and whimsically inventive? That I wear lingerie and we incorporate your bedside model rocket into our foreplay? Do you know how hard that was for me to hear, that you talked about us with him and in actuality you could not even stand to touch me?"
"How did you hear about that?" he asks stunned, realizing his fears from earlier were founded.
"When I worked with him, he kept asking me about your lovemaking,and if you were satisfying me. Don't worry, I kept your little secret, I figured you had your own motivations for saying what you did. Do go on though tell me about number five and your negative one."
"Number five is fairly obvious... Leonard."
"Leonard has never and will never be attracted be attracted to me, you are being silly."
"Then I turn your attention to September 29, 2011." His voice lilting higher
"What was that, you know I do not have your eidetic memory so please enlighten to me as to what happened on that date."
"A lonely Leonard accompanied you to a wedding, where afterward he remarked that you knew how to show a guy a good time, but his groin was a little worse for the wear. Then I am forced to use brute force on him to demonstrate that you are not for him, and he needs to keep his over sexed mitts to himself. Looks like he did not learn his lesson then and I am going to be forced to repeat the lesson to him now."
"Sheldon, he pulled his groin doing the hokey pokey, don't you see that none of this matters because the only man I have ever been attracted too is you?"
"You literately just admitted that you had felt lust for Zack."
"Only because,I was starting to feel that for you and it came to a head in him; because I could freely admit I felt that way towards him. Imagine Sheldon, if back then I had told you that every time our hands barely touched I felt a rush of blood to my ears and genitals, that my heart rate got so elevated when you would lean in and whisper in my ear I thought I might faint. If you had pulled out your little board and finished the equation then you would have been running for the hills. Its only ever been you, Sheldon and it will only ever be you, whether you like it or not you are mine."
"That is where you are wrong, you are mine." Sheldon tells her surprising her by rushing forward and grabbing her roughly around her hips moving her backwards against the door of his bedroom. "All mine."
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