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Dormus Interruptus.
Chapter 8
Blinking awake, Amy glanced at the clock. It was 20 minutes till the alarm was due to go off. "Sheldon" she whispered, "are you awake?"
Sheldon replied "Yes, I've been awake for 10 minutes".
"Great" she replied, "let's give it another go, before work". "OK" he replied, "but don't you think we should shower first?"
"We could combine the two" she replied. Sheldon loved how Amy had such wonderful ideas.
Quietly crossing the hallway, they slipped into the bathroom. Reaching into the pocket of his robe, he took out a rubber wedge and, with a triumphant grin, jammed it under the door. "That'll keep Leonard and Penny out" he winked.
Turning to look at Amy, he frowned. "Damn it" he said, "I need to pee".
With a grin, Amy replied "Go on, be a devil". "OK" he said, "but turn your back".
Hearing the sound of Sheldon peeing, Amy cursed "Damn, now I need to".
"Go on then" he challenged back. With a grin, Amy dropped her pajama bottoms, sat down and peed right in front of him.
"You never do learn, do you?" she said with a sly grin, "NEVER call Amy Farrah Fowler's bluff!"
Turning on the shower, they hopped in together, washing one another.
When they were clean, they climbed out and Sheldon sat on the edge of the bath.
Kneeling down in front of him, Amy eyed him up, noting he looked bigger from low down.
Holding him gently, starting at the base, she ran her lips the full length of him, as he twitched under her, then she ran them all the way down again, pausing a few times, to kiss gently him.
Sheldon was in ecstasy, his eyes clamped shut, his breathing rapid and jagged.
Starting from the base again, she ran her tongue up the underside, flicking it across the tip. Sheldon inhaled sharply, then began panting, like a woman in labor.
As his breathing steadied, Amy went for it, her lips surrounding the engorged head. For three seconds, she resisted the temptation to snatch her head back, then the strangeness of it became too much, and she snatched her head away.
"Doesn't taste too bad" she declared, "it just feels weird".
Glancing at Sheldon, she announced "I guess we'd better take care of this".
As they stood under the hot water spray, Amy wrapped her arms around his neck, and lifted herself up, wrapping her legs around his waist. Putting his left hand under her bottom, Sheldon used his right hand to guide himself in.
Reaching up, Amy grabbed the shower head, to steady herself, then Sheldon put both hands under her, to support her, and pinning her against the tiled wall, began thrusting in and out.
Just a few minutes later, they came in perfect synchronization.
-o-o-o-o-
As Amy inspected some samples under the microscope, Michelle entered the lab, carrying a tray of Petri dishes.
Getting up from the microscope, Amy closed the door. "Michelle" she said, her voice low, "you said if I needed any more advice".
"Oh yes" Michelle replied, "how did it go?"
"Not bad. I managed about three seconds".
"That's not bad for a first attempt" Michelle said, "but did you remember to breath?
Amy frowned. "No, I don't think I did".
"That's the trick" Michelle replied, "if you don't breath, it feels like you are suffocating. Breath through your nose".
"Got it. Thanks".
"You're welcome" Michelle replied.
Knock, knock, knock, Amy.
Knock, knock, knock, Amy.
Knock, knock, knock, Amy.
Blushing, Amy answered. "I'm afraid I can't make lunch" Sheldon said, "Dr. Gablehauser has arrange a working lunch in the executive dining room".
"OK" Amy replied, closing the door as quickly as possible, "I'll see you tonight".
"Wow" said Michelle, "nice. I can see why you would want to go the extra mile for him".
Amy gave her a daggers look. "Back off" she said, "he's mine".
"I'm kidding" Michelle replied with a grin. "I believe in absolute fidelity. I would never cheat on my boyfriend, and I'd never get involved with someone who's taken, but there's no law against looking".
"Oh and one more thing" Amy said, "Sheldon must never find out about these chats we've been having".
"So, where does he think you are getting all these tips from?"
"He hasn't asked" Amy replied, "and please God, he never will".
-o-o-o-o-
"Amy" Sheldon asked, as they lay in bed together "where are you getting all this oral sex information from?"
"Damn it" she thought. "Would you believe me if I said the internet?"
"If you say it, then I believe it" he replied.
"OK" she said, "it's not from the internet, but please don't freak out".
"OK" Sheldon said, "I promise not to freak out".
"Well" Amy began, "Michelle, who you saw in my lab today, she caught me looking it up on the internet. She's the one who's been giving me the advice".
As Sheldon began to digest what he'd just heard, Amy braced herself for him blowing his top".
For a long moment, he sat there in silence, then he spoke, his voice measured and controlled. "Remind me to thank her, next time I see her".
With a big grin, Amy warned "Don't you dare!".
"To be honest" she went on "I thought you'd be angry, that I'd been discussing our private business with other people".
Sheldon shrugged. "You benefit, so I benefit, where's the down side?"
"Anyway" Amy said, "while we're on the subject, drop em".
"Very romantic" Sheldon replied with a chuckle.
"OK" Amy replied, putting on a posh English accent, "how about, 'please remove your pajama bottoms, she I may orally pleasure you' ?"
Pulling the bow from his pajama bottoms, he replied "Well, at least that was polite".
Crawling down the bed, Amy paused over Sheldon's groin. "OK" she thought, "straight for it, and keep breathing".
Dipping her head down, she opened her mouth and slipped her lips over Sheldon's engorged head. For a moment she paused, breathing rapidly through her nose, then very slowly, she moved her head forward, taking another inch or so of him into her mouth.
As he touched the back of her throat, she gagged and pulled her head back, but still keeping him in her mouth.
Gingerly, she drew her tongue back and forward, along the underside of him. Suddenly, he pulsed and she snatched her head back, just in time, and he emptied onto her chest.
"YES!" she said, a note of triumph in her voice.
Sitting up, Sheldon began to untie her pajama bottoms. "I need a shower" she said, looking at her soiled pajama top.
"That can wait" Sheldon replied with a grin, "just lose the top".
As Amy shed the pajama jacket, Sheldon slid down her bottoms, his mouth already heading for her pelvis.
"He's obsessed" she thought, "but , if you've got to have an obsession, this one takes some beating".
-o-o-o-o-
"So, how did it go?" Michelle asked, closing the door behind her.
"Quite well actually" Amy replied, "I managed a good minute, maybe more. Only just got him out in time through" she said, cringing.
"Yep" Michelle replied, "the swallowing is the hard part. Some people never get it".
"Oh I'll get it" Amy assured her, "when I decide to do something, I do it".
"Oh, by the way" she went on, "Sheldon says thank you".
"You told him?" Michelle asked, rather louder than she intended, her eyes wide.
"He asked, and we never lie to one another".
"Never?" she asked. "WOW. That's one strong relationship you've got there".
Amy and Michelle were sat in the canteen, eating a salad, chatting about their current project, when Amy stopped mid-sentence.
"Are you OK?" Michelle asked. "Oh no" Amy groaned, "that's Sheldon".
As he passed the table, heading for the counter, he gave Michelle a thumbs up, and mouthed "Thank you".
Amy blushed bright red. "I'm so sorry" she said. "Relax" Michelle replied, "It's kinda nice that he's so open about these things".
-o-o-o-o-
"For one awful moment, I thought you were going to join us" Amy said, sipping her tea in front of the TV.
"So much for no embarrassment?" Sheldon replied.
"That only applies between you and me in private" Amy said.
"Let's not argue" he replied, "let's go to bed instead".
As they lay in bed, Amy's hand played with Sheldon's draw string.
"You're like a child with a new toy" Sheldon admonished, with a grin.
"Oh yes" Amy replied, "and how many times has dessert been served this week?"
"OK, Point Fowler" he conceded.
"So who goes first?" Sheldon asked.
"Me" she replied, "got a problem with that?" Before he could answer, Amy was half way down his body.
As she dabbed kisses along Sheldon's arousal, she braced herself for what she was about to do. It was scary, but she was determined to try.
Her stomach full of butterflies, she paused, her tongue teasing the head, then opening her lips, she slipped him into her mouth. For a moment, she remained still, breathing rapidly through her nose, then she rolled her tongue around him, teasing him, as he twitched in her mouth.
Gradually, she began to stroke back and forward in tiny movements, taking care to avoid catching the back of her throat.
Suddenly, Sheldon began jerking and twitching, and he cried out a warning, "Amy, I can't hold it".
As she felt him pulse, she closed her eyes and braced herself, determined to go through with it.
Suddenly, Sheldon's hands were on her head, pushing her away from him, and he was out of her mouth, a split second before he erupted onto her.
She cursed silently to herself.
Sheldon was apologetic. "I'm sorry" he pledged, "I almost. I-I-I'm so sorry".
Sighing heavily, she said "Sheldon", disappointment in her voice, "I was doing that on purpose".
"You were?" he asked, a look of shock on his face.
"Yes" she replied, "next time, trust me, OK?"
"OK" he replied, "I'm sorry I ruined it, now let me make it up to you".
As he buried his tongue in her, lapping and teasing, Amy murmured "Apology accepted".