"I have been thinking. I have an idea of a fun game we can play together. Are you willing to keep an open mind?" Sheldon tells Amy laying on his side looking at her. His eyes are sleepy and his hair has that just fucked look. Amy can not deny him anything when he looks at her like that.

"Oh yeah." Amy purrs eager to hear what he has in store for her next. For a man who had held out on sex for so long he certainly was adventurous in bed.

"Excellent we are having a paintball tournament next week and you are now on the team." he tells her wiggling his eyebrows.

"Paintball is not exactly what was on my mind." Amy says wiggling against him.

"Amy!" he says pretending to be shocked. "You insatiable little minx we just finished. I don't even think I am up to task."

"Oh fine." she laughs. "Anyways you would not want me on your paintball team. I don't have any of the gear."

"I can buy you the gear. We Can go out tomorrow and I will buy you your own coveralls and gun. I think I once saw a pink gun. Of course that would make us stand out in the brush so you will not be getting it."

"Sheldon." Amy whines "I have never shot a gun before. I have never played an organized sport before."

"It is not hard. All you have to do is sneak around behind me and shoot anyone you see trying to take me out."

"I would mess up and you would end up yelling at me." Amy sulks

"I would not yell at you! When do I ever yell?"

"You have to admit that when it comes to games you are extremely competitive. If I were to goof up and cost you a victory you would be upset."

"How about this tomorrow Saturday and instead of our planned trip to the zoo we go to the sporting good store and I buy you the gear. Then we go to the paintball practice fields and I teach you a thing or two. So by the time the tournament comes around you are a master at it."

"I hardly think I will be mastering it in one day but it does sound fun. Ok deal... if you buy me the pick gun." Amy teases curling against him and resting her head against his chest falling asleep.

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The next day after spending way longer than Amy thought necessary at the sporting good store they head off to practice.

"It took us a lot longer to pick out stuff than I thought." Amy gripes to Sheldon as they head out into the field.

"You have to find a gun that fits you feel comfortable shooting and coveralls that fit you well."

"It is not like I was going to my first day at Hogwarts and need to pick out a wand! It was a paintball gun and we bought the first one that we looked at."

"No the first one you looked at was that infernal pink one. Which was made for a child by the way!"

"It was easier for me to hold than this big one." Amy complains brandishing her gun at him pointing it right at his chest.

"Woah! Woah! First rule of paintball never point your gun at a teammate!" Sheldon says pointing her gun downward toward the ground. " And it is not my fault you have such freakishly small hands." Amy gives him side eye but says nothing about the dig.

"Okay so first rule of paintball never point the gun at you team mate. What is the second rule of paintball."

"Shoot straight and aim for the chest. Here let's practice on these targets." He tells her walking over to several large cut out boards painted to look like people with targets painted on their heads and chests. Amy watches as Sheldon stands his legs slightly spread apart as he cocks his head to the side and shoots at the target painted to look like a clown. A large bloom of purple appears on the clowns face as Sheldon shoots him between the eyes. "A little off center but I will take it." he sighs waving her forward. Amy mimics his stance spreading her legs apart and cocking her head to the she fires the gun aiming for the standee painted to look like a sexy woman. Amy misses terribly and it hits a tree twenty yards to the left. "What were you aiming for?"

"That one." Amy says pointing at the woman who now appears to be winking at her in derision.

"Just a little off target." he tells his voice soft. Then he cocks his head to the side and fires off a round that hits the woman right in her chest covering her breasts in purple splatter.

"How do you do that so good." Amy whines as she fires another round that ends up hitting the random passerby who looks at her annoyed. "Sorry!" she calls out.

"Well. I am from Texas " Sheldon drawls. Amy smiles at him she likes it when a bit of Texas twang comes out in his speech. " My father was determined that I be a normal boy." he says making air quotes around the word normal and rolling his eyes. "So he often would engage me in activities he found suited behaviour of a normal boy. Which in Texas meant shooting guns, watching football, and belching contests."

"I can't picture you having a belching contest." Amy giggles.

"Why not? I have bodily functions just like any normal man. It just so happens that was the one activity in which I could best my brother. I can burp pie to the 1000th place."

"I know you showed us all at Thanksgiving and it was only because you were drinking beer."

"And watching football...both activities my father adored." Sheldon muses briefly before snapping back to attention. "Shooting was a must. If you live in Texas you own a gun. My father had me holding a pistol before I was potty trained."

"My Mother forbade guns or any type of weapons. She once threw away my barbies because my cousin came over and bent on over and pretended to shoot her with it like a gun."

"Was there anything you were allowed to play with?" he asks and Amy shakes her head. "Moving on. Okay try it like this and look at me closely. Stand like this." Sheldon says spreading his legs. "Then look at your target and focus on the point you want to hit." he says squinting one eye and tilting his head.

"I have been doing that!" Amy moans as she tries to mimic his stance. He looks over at her and shakes his head.

"No like this." he says letting go of his gun and letting it dangle from the strap on his back. Then he steps behind her and grabs her legs spreading them apart. Then his hands travel up her legs to her waist where he gently places his hands. The smooth action has her pulse racing. Then his hands travel up to her arms where he arranges them on her gun properly.

"Now." he whispers in her ear. His warm breath sending tingles down her spine. He is pressed up against her back and the feeling of his body is distracting."Focus on your target. Try to make your mind go blank and focus just on the space you are aiming at."

"How do you do that your mind goes a million miles a minute." Amy tells him flipping her hair over her shoulder.

"Practice." he smirks as his hands gently caress her elbows. " I can hear your heart thumping you need to calm down. "

"I am trying to calm down but you are very distracting." she tells him cocking her head to the side and looking through her scope.

"How am I being distracting?" he asks and she wiggles her butt against his body. Causing him to rise to attention. "You are the one being distracting looking the way you do in those coveralls." Amy attempts to wiggle around to face him but he holds her steady. "Tell you what." he says and then he pauses.

"What?" she says impatiently.

"You make this shot. Hit the clown right between his eyes. And I will take you around back and have my way with you. Jacob DiPalo's ninth birthday party be damned." he says his voice deep as he whispers in her ear.

"You're on." she says and she looks tilts her head to the side and fires. The paint blooms over the clowns crotch. Amy jumps up and down ecstatic. "I hit him! I hit him!" then she turns around and kisses Sheldon on the mouth. He kisses her back softly and the pulls away.

"Yes but you hit him the groin not between the eyes." he says. "I guess that birthday will not get the sight of their life." he tells her and she pouts. "Come on I have a lot more to teach you before the tournament. Now that I know I can use sex as a motivational tool I suspect we will make a lot more progress." he tells her smugly.

"A little full of yourself aren't you." Amy winks at him.

The rest of the day is fun as they play paintball and Sheldon teaches her more. By the end of the day Amy is a pretty good shot and understands all of the signals Sheldon shows her. Sheldon feels more confident than ever that they have this tournament in the bag.

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The day of the tournament arrives and Amy is extremely nervous. What he taught her was over two weeks a ago and she does not want to let him down. If they lose he will be resentfully and pouty all day long and he will blame her.

When they arrive on the field Sheldon takes them to the paintball shed where he explains strategy. Amy tries to pay attention but a lot of it does not make sense to her. He wants Howard on the outside Leonard on the inside, Raj to take to perimeter and for her to tail him. Then do what at as a human shield if anyone tries to shoot him? When he finally stops explaining his extensive strategy the guys all look very bored and she is sweating bullets.

"Sheldon are you sure you want me to play?" she asks before they exit the paintball shed.

"Of course I saw what you can do. Victory will be ours." He says smiling and pumping his fist. Amy tries to smile back but she is worried. But he looks so cute dressed in his coveralls with his gun strapped to his back she decides to brush her fears to the side.

"Alright let's do this." she sighs slinging her gun into her hands. Following him out of the shed. Amy tries to keep up with him as he slinks around the treeline but his legs are much longer and he moves like a cat. Suddenly he stops crouches down Amy follows him in the motion. He lifts his fingers up to his eyes and points to them then to her and then makes a pointing direction down.

"What?" Amy mouths and he shakes his head and makes the motions again angrily this time. "I am sorry I don't remember that one." she says just has Kripke pops over the trees and shoots first Sheldon in the chest and then Amy in hers.

"Sorry Amy I would have let you live but you might avenge Cooper's death." he chortles and then dashes off.

"Sheldon I am sorry..." Amy starts miserably.

"Don't." he says holding up his hand and stalking off towards the shed. Amy follows him barely able to keep up with his long strides.

"Sheldon I told you not to bring me that I would not be any good." Amy continues when he closes the door to the shed and stares at her angrily. The icy look in his eyes makes her stomach twist.

"I was telling you to look out tell me what you saw and then duck back down." he says making the motions again.

"What so I would get shot first and you would know if someone was out there."

"Essentially yes." he says glowering at her.

"So you brought me along as your human shield. Oh that is really sweet. My knight in shining armor wants his girlfriend to be his shield." Amy sniffs and moves to get out of the shed.

"Amy it is just a game. In real life I would lay down my life for you." he says blocking her exit.

"Yes Sheldon it is just a game and you would do well to remember that fact." Amy says glaring back at him. "I have my serious doubts that you would lay your life on the line for me." she says looking down.

"You don't think I would throw down the gauntlet and give my life for yours?" Sheldon asks furiously his eyes are like steel. The look of anger in his eyes frightens her.

"Sheldon." Amy begins starting to back down but his mouth his crushing against hers. The kiss his hungry and it takes her breath away. He breaks away and cradles her head moving his mouth against her ear.

"There is no question. I would give my life in exchange for yours. Do you understand?" he says and his voice still sounds angry.

"I understand." she says and he kisses her again pressing her against the door of the shed. He lifts her leg up and hitches it around his waist. Pressing her body harder against the door. He undoes the strap to her helmet and takes it off. Then takes the gun off from around the strap on her neck and throws it down. Amy does the same with him removing layer after layer of gear until she is zipping down his coveralls and peeling them down his arms. It is hot in the tiny metal shed and they are both sweating eager to be shed of their clothing. He peels down her coveralls revealing just the white tank top she has on underneath. He saw her get dressed that morning but he had been so focused on the game he had not taken notice of her attire.

"You are definitely not allowed out of the house just wearing this." he says as his hands skim her full breasts. His thumbs outlining her her hardened nipples . "Are you not wearing a bra?"

"It is a sport tank the bra is built in." she says pulling it down to demonstrate exposing her breasts.

"Very convenient." he tells her ducking his head down and kissing her breasts. " I may not let you out of the house like this but you must wear this more often." he tells her.

"Oh yeah? I might make you wear these more often." she says pulling his coveralls all the way down around his ankles. "You look very sexy in your fatigues." she says sinking to her knees in front of him. She pulls down his underwear and takes him into her mouth. Swirling her tongue around before devouring him. He leans against the wall of the shed his legs turning to jelly as Amy works on him. Not wanting it to end he pulls away from her and sinks to his knees infront of her leaning her down.

"Maybe I will." he says as he lays her down on the ground and pulls off the rest of her clothes. He moves between her legs and kisses her gently at first. Then harder inserting two fingers inside her and making her call out. Then he sits her up and pulls her onto his lap. Amy wraps her legs around his waist as he thrusts deep inside her and they both call out. Sitting face to face she looks into his deep blue eyes no devoid of anger.

"Sorry I cost you your victory." Amy says kissing his mouth deeply and moving against him.

"Oh this is better than any paintball victory." he says laying her down again and making love to her gently at first but then moving harder and deeper as he reaches completion making Amy come around him.

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"Wheres Cooper?" Barry asks a defeating looking Howard and Leonard. "I want to tell him congratulations on being such a great loser." Barry laughs.

"Have not seen him he is probably moping in the shed." Leonard tells him.

"Yeah poor Amy is probably getting an earful right now." howard says and Kripke walks over to shed and jiggles the handle and sees it is locked.

"Probably wanted to keep me from gloating like that will stop me." Kripke says as he walks around and peeps through the window. Then he quickly walks away sniggering.

"What what's going on?" Howard asks.

"How he is making sure Amy is full of something. It's just not what you think. Let's just say Cooper is the one who got lucky today." Kripke giggles as he walks down the field.