Fireman (takes place after Marie Curie and her Daughters)
"A fireman? Really?" he asked.
"Oh, yeah. So big and strong and he could just throw you over his shoulder as he rescued you . . . " She let her voice trail off, looking down at her bare feet.
The next thing she knew Sheldon's head was diving into her side, and he wrapped her arm around the back of his head. She squealed as she came off the ground in a rush. "Sheldon, what are you doing?"
"You want a fireman, I'll give you a fireman!"
"What are you doing?" Laughter peeling out of her mouth, drowning out the shuffle, shuffle of his shoes on the carpet under the weight of his load.
"The fireman's carry. Obviously." A louder, longer shuffle as he pivoted on one foot. Small, tiny shuffles as he squeezed sideways through the closet door. "Watch your head."
Laughter, shuffle, laughter, shuffle. Long shuffle again, but wider as he swung in a circle in the middle of the bedroom. "The floor?"
"Carpet burn?" More laughter.
A grunt of amusement. "Good point."
Another wide, swinging shuffle. The muffled slap as Amy's hand swatted his bottom through his pants. "Oh, just put me on the bed!"
"No, I'm rescuing you, remember? This isn't your bedroom and there is nary a bed in sight." Laughter - so much laughter - louder, faster. The sound of joy.
Shuffle, shuffle, shuffle, straight and determined. Quiet, tilting rustle of her skin sliding away from his clothes. The sudden stop of laughter. Wmmmph along with "Wmmmph" from her mouth. The firm, plump sound of Amy's bottom hitting the top of the dresser.
"Shel -"
The smack of a sudden kiss. A tiny squeal of surprise vibrating beneath his lips. The barely sound of his hands holding the side of her face. Smooth rustle of her hands, snaking up his chest, his arms, his shoulders. The increase in breathing, strong through their noses. No sounds for the pushing, the pressing, the sliding of their tongues.
The suction of pulling back, the panting. "Mouth to mouth resuscitation. To give your lungs oxygen."
A purr in reply. "I don't think that was the correct method."
"My fire house, my rules."
Laughter, deeper, richer. It transitions into the sound of another smacking kiss. No sound as his fingertips slide down her cheek, her neck, past her collar bone, inside the cup of her bra. Only the roaring in his head when he feels her nipple hardening beneath his touch.
"Mmmmmmm." A moan into his mouth. The roaring gets louder. A shuffle, rustle as he steps even closer, his trousers pressing against her.
pop pop Almost silent for each hook-and-eye. The suction of pulling back, the whisper as the straps slide down her arm, the whipping of air as her bra whirls through the air and is tossed aside.
The silence as he takes in the sight. Phhhlllpp as he licks his lips.
"Grrrnnnnn." The wet sound of his tongue encircling her nipple. The swullllsh as the skin of her thighs skids against the wooden top of the dresser. The sound of her pressing closer to him with a low "Mmmmmmmmm."
A rhythmic quiet rubbing sound. In time with his suckles, in time with her back arches, in time with her thigh rubbing against him. It drowns out the sound of his finger walking down her body, the sound of his fingers reaching the edge of her panties.
"Grrrrrrr." A wet pop as he breaks suction.
"You can't be angry. You're still dressed."
"I don't think these are fire retardant." Swulllsh as she shifts again, meeting his thumbs on her waistband. Tffff, tffff, tffff as he tugs without success. Then, suddenly, rrrriiiipppp. Loud, too loud as he yanks the newly-tattered panties off.
"Sheldon!" She sounds as though she might genuinely be angry. "Do you have any idea how much underwear at Victoria's Secret costs?
"I'm so big and strong and brawny I can't help it." Bold, manly. The sound of daring.
The sound of her smile, impish and mischievous. The sound of forgiveness. The sound of enjoyment.
Single shuffle away. Rapid rustle as both tee shirts come off in one move. Thummpffffle as they land on the floor.
Again silence covering the sound of his appraisal as he continues to take in the sight of her nakedness, her legs still spread from where he was standing second before. His approval. His arousal.
"Touch yourself." Hoarse. Surprise at the end. His own.
"What?" The sound of shock.
A deep swallow, the sound of which reaches the bottoms of his ears. "Touch yourself." Firm. Determined. Challenging.
A pause. The sound of trust crackling in the air as they gage each other. He believes he can hear the green embers burning in her eyes.
"Wwwwwwwoooooo." A deep breath out. "Mmmmmmm." She makes contact.
Another swallow reverberates through his jaw.
Jangle, jangle of his belt. Pop of the button. Zzziiiiiiiipppppp. In rapid succession, with an urgent need.
squish, squish, squish The faint, wet rhythmic sound. Panting though parted pink lips.
Thump! Thump! First one shoe is kicked away, then the next. Plllummffffh as everything else falls at his feet.
"Wait." Shuffle step. Her eyes open and the sound of the embers return even as the liquid sound of motion stops. "I think I'm supposed to be rescuing you."
Smack as his lips capture her again.
"Mmmmmmm." Into his mouth as his hand falls over her, sitting the pace for her. squish, squish, squish. The roar in his ears, pulsing with rhythm of his tongue, of their hands, as his entire body with the faint rrbb, rrbb, rrbb of himself as he rubs against the back of his hand.
Sudden silence. Squuuaaassshhh. "Ohhhh!" This from both of them as he pulls their hands away and enters her without warning.
"The fire hose." His mumble.
A sudden stop in movement. "Nnn" from Amy as she looks up him. "No, don't say that. That's awful."
"I don't think I'm very good at this."
"Don't say that again, and you'll be just fine." Soothing, soft. She pulls him closer.
"Oh, Amy." Not words so much as a moan, muffled by her lips. The gentle slap as his palm makes contact with her thigh, tugging her right leg higher. "Grrrnnnn" as he is able to find his way deeper into her. The damp rhythm is no longer faint.
knock Her head barely makes a sound as it hits the wall behind her. A sudden noise of air, as he his other hand reaches cup to hold the back of her head. knock, knock, knock of his knuckles against the drywall. rrrrrbbbbbbbb of skin as Amy wraps herself around him, locking both legs behind him and massages his back in time with his thrusts. Forward, up on the balls of his feet, rocking back down again; the silent metronome in his brain, in his muscles, remembering the steps to this exact waltz.
"Is this good?"
"Oh, yes. Mmmmmmmm. It's fiery hot."
"You vixen. I don't think you're very good at this, either."
"Hunnnmmmm." The unusual noise of a chuckle mixed with a moan of pleasure right next to his ear, one most erotic things he's ever heard.
"Amy - I'm -" The words cannot form.
"Ah, ah, ah, Shelllldddoonnn!" Amy explodes around him, throwing her head back, forcing his knuckle into the wall behind her with a loud WHACK.
"GRRRRRRRNNNNNNNN!" The roar of pleasure as it shouts through his body, and it bolts out his lungs.
Panting. Heavy, full of air. Ppphhh. A gentle kiss. Pppllfff as Amy's legs fall beside him. More panting, louder, coarser, pulsing through his head as he leans his forehead against her shoulder.
Ssss, sssss, ssssss The soft scintillating sound of his hair being messed by Amy's gentle hands.
"What was that? Besides wonderful," she adds in a rush.
"A quickie? Not really angry sex. Make-up sex? Minimally successfully role-playing?"
A chuckle, her jaw tickling his ear. "No, I meant when you asked me to . . ."
Rapid shuffle as he adjusts his feet to stand up straight, to look in her face. "I'm sorry."
"No, no." The smooth sound of her palm on his chest. "I wouldn't have done it if I didn't want to. Even for you, Sheldon. I'm just curious."
A breath out with his shrug. "I don't know. You were just sitting there, your legs were apart, and I - I don't know."
"Come here."
Short shuffle. Smmm, smmm as her hands smooth over his cheeks. The crackle of trust between their eyes again, softer this time. "I love watching you get aroused, too."
Ssmmummpp. A very soft, very gentle kiss. The sound of understanding.
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