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Penny was getting frustrated, she kept going, minute after minute and it just wasn’t happening. Her hand was getting tired, she’s usually pretty fast at this, it was teasing her, she could feel it so close but it didn’t come.
She could keep at it and go to bed frustrated…Or she could go get Sheldon.
Grabbing her copy of the key to 4A, Penny quickly and quietly made her way over and entered Sheldon’s room. Penny knew she shouldn’t do this, but she was so close, so close. Just a little push and she’d be golden and be able to go to sleep, satisfied and sated. Sheldon just needed to give her that push over the edge.
She shook his shoulder, "Danger!, Dang-oh, it’s you again Penny." Sheldon really did look tired and Penny kinda felt bad about waking him up again. He hadn’t even been in his Dracula position.
"Look, I know, I know Sheldon. But! I’m so close to leveling up. I am so close to level 30 that I can taste it. But the NPCs are not talking to me and I’m in Semira and don’t know how to reach that peak without grinding Pastun mobs and I’ve been doing that for an hour now, but it’s so boring. Can you help me reach level 30?, pretty please!"
"Penny, you’re already at Semir-no, no, no. This is the fifth night in a row that you interrupt my regular REM cycle requesting assistance with your Age of Conan character." Sheldon sighed exasperatedly and looked at her as if she were one of his formulas and he just needed the right solution. Penny did feel bad at how disheveled and tired he looked.
"Sheldon, I swear this is the last tim-" He interrupted her.
"Would me assisting you in reaching orgasm, make you go back to sleep instead of playing Age of Conan?." A pause. "And allow me full uninterrupted sleep from now on?"
"What?" Her breath is gone and it comes out as a breathless squeak. She must have misheard him, she must be tired as hell too. There’s no way she just heard that. There’s no way he just said that.
"Penny. It has become abundantly clear that your new found obsession with Age of Conan comes from what you described as a ‘dry spell’. You have simply replaced one release for another. Thus, I am willing to assist you in reaching orgasm (without coitus) so that you can return to your regular routine while still enjoying the game within moderation. Do you agree to these terms?" He looked at her expectantly.
Holy crap on a cracker. He really did just say that.
Penny flushed with anger. How dare Sheldon insinuate that the only reason she was playing Age of Conan so late into the night was because she was sexually frustrated. Penny shook in anger and opened her mouth to tell Sheldon to go to hell, that she was fine, she didn’t need this so-called ‘help’ . Thank you very much.
"Okay." Penny was also very horny. She was also 99% sure that Sheldon was just joking. He had to be.
No, Sheldon was playing chicken. He wanted Penny to freak out and call the whole thing off, so he could go back to bed and not help her get to level 30. ‘I got your number Moonpie, you’re not getting rid of me that easily.’
If Sheldon wanted to play chicken, well, Penny was an expert at playing chicken. She grew up playing chicken with the tractors on the farm and she never lost. Not once.
And a tiny, really tiny and miniscule part of her brain was curious.
Penny wasn’t blind after all. Sheldon was tall, he had really nice hands and forearms. ‘And cute’. Sure, he was skinnier than her regular choice of date but he had some good muscles under the superhero tees. ‘Okay Penny, stop.’
Maybe she did need to get laid if Sheldon Cooper was looking like a good option.
"Very well, do you have hot water in your shower?"
Huh? "Yes…" Penny answered hesitantly, unsure on where he was going with this.
"Excellent, then let us depart to your apartment. I’ll feel more comfortable if we do this under the shower, AFTER, we both clean ourselves of course." Sheldon got up and put on his robe, like they were going to have tea or something. His face didn’t even looked anxious or worried and that gave Penny courage ‘So you think I’ll chicken out just because you put on your robe huh?"
Penny opened Sheldon’s door and walked back to the front door, careful to not make too much noise. She didn’t think she could explain what was happening right now to Leonard without sounding deranged…or desperate.
Sheldon followed right behind her heels and Penny started feeling the first signs of anxiety. Sheldon was not backing down, but turning to look at his perfectly peaceful and innocent face made Penny’s resolve strengthen. She was not going to be the one to back down. ‘I will get you to help me reach level 30 Moonpie so help me god.’
Penny’s hand shook a little as she used her key to open her apartment. ‘Sheldon’s really pushing this a little too far.’
Once Sheldon was inside her apartment she made sure to lock it. The click suddenly very loud in her ears.
"Oh dear lord, Penny. I’m making an additional addendum to our deal. You will let me clean your apartment after I’ve helped you achieve orgasm."
Penny flushed, he sounded so very matter of factly, so business-like as he looked around her apartment, and it rankled something inside of her. ‘That’s how you want to play Moonpie? Okay’.
"You’re sounding very confident that you’ll make me cum, for a virgin I mean." Okay, that came out meaner than she intended.
"A virgin? Ah, yes. I suppose my lack of ‘bragging’ compared to the horned up monkeys I call friends might have given you that impression. But no, I’m not a virgin." He had the same posture he did as when he lectured her on why one detergent was better than the other. "Shall we?." He gestures with one arm to her bedroom.
Penny can’t seem to close her mouth. In one sentence Sheldon just changed her entire perception of him. The anxiety in her stomach is suddenly much more present, ‘maybe he wasn’t joking?’, but then she takes a look at his regular smug face and Penny decides that she is not going to back down.
"We shall." She’s already removing her robe and throwing it on her bed.
She hears Sheldon click his tongue and looks back to seem him pick it up and fold it properly on top of her dresser. Sheldon is not backing down. The anxiety in her belly is suddenly joined by another feeling, excitement. Because yeah, she might have had a thing for her wackadoodle neighbor, she just never thought he would, you know, do this.
Before she can think twice about it Penny quickly removes her clothes and throws them on the floor. Then stops and picks them up to throw them in the hamper instead. ‘No sense in making Sheldon pick them up.’
Penny walks into her tub and is debating on closing the curtains or not and if this will be enough to make Sheldon fold when the man himself walks into her bathroom.
Naked.
Not wearing anything.
Not a stitch of clothing on him.
Penny’s mouth is suddenly dry and her skin breaks in goosebumps, ‘That Sheldon is really good at playing chicken.’ her brain contributes.
The feeling in her belly is now red hot and moving south.
Sheldon’s eyes don’t wander, he’s looking at her face, and for some strange reason that makes her want to cover herself. Penny has never been shy about her body. She knows she has great boobs and a fantastic ass, and whenever she brought a date home she would relish in the looks she received once clothes were off.
But Sheldon’s eyes don’t stray down further than her face. It’s intimate. She knows she’s blushing and she’s the first to look down. At him.
Sheldon looks good, he’s got that swimmer thing going on. All sinewy muscles and long limbs. She follows the line of hair from his bellybutton to his dick and she’s not sure why she’s surprised that he’s hard, but she is. He’s not the largest she’s ever seen but he’s packing heat. Her mouth is drier than the desert while her pussy is making up for the difference.
‘Maybe he wasn’t playing chicken.’
She’s not sure who this man is but it’s so unlike the Shel-
"Really Penny?, you need to invest in some adhesive stickers for your bathtub. For 99 cents you ensure proper safety while enjoying your shower."
Ah, no, this was still Sheldon. And that makes her calm down. He was still the same Wackadoodle.
Sheldon then gets into the shower, turns it on and tells her ‘Please shower’. And Penny is once again gripped in the vice grip of her pussy…metaphorically speaking of course.
As she washes her body and watches Sheldon do the same, Penny's brain is a mess of thoughts. She of course knew that Sheldon was tall, but now in the shower with her she was more aware of that fact than she'd ever been. If he wanted, he could cover her with his body, she would need to climb him like a tree if she wanted to kiss him properly. And that only makes her feel more excited, she had a thing for tall men.
The way the muscles in his arms moved and rippled as he cleaned himself made her want to take a nibble of him and see the skin redden and bruise as he moaned her name…
Maybe Sheldon was right, she was too horned up for proper thinking.
"Would you like to start now?" How could he sound so normal when she was coming apart at the seams over here?
"Yeah" Her voice was deep and husky. She decided to just let go. The water spray was warm and she had a warm body next to her. Most likely this would be a disaster, he might try to jam two fingers into her and just wiggle them around expecting things to happen and she would be even more frustrated bu-
Sheldon’s hand is suddenly on her hip and her brain goes blank, he runs his fingers delicately over her skin, making her shiver. His other hand goes to her side, right below her breast, his thumb rubbing circles that almost touch the underside of her breast and she needs to close her eyes. ‘He really has big hands.’
The hand exploring her hip suddenly grows more confident and runs down to her asscheek giving it a squeeze, harder than she expected.
There’s a moan and Penny takes too long to realize it came from her. ‘Fuck’
And then his hand is suddenly gone and Penny feels lost. She opens her eyes, desperately wanting to ask for more but when she sees the hand moving towards her crotch she thinks ‘Shut up and let the Doctor work’.
He doesn’t touch her aching pussy much to her displeasure, he instead is touching her tummy and slowly moving down, running his thumb down the landing strip and frustratingly stopping before actually touching her pussy. He seems fascinated by the small amount of hair.
Sheldon’s other hand is not idle and is slowly and carefully exploring her breast, his thumb only teasing her nipple but never staying for too long. ‘Holy crap, this is Sheldon?’
Penny holds onto Sheldon’s arms and mewls in disappointment, he’s just teasing her. ‘I’m going to kill him.’
She turns to look up at him and demand that he touches her pussy, when he’s suddenly there. His hand is in her inner thigh caressing her and the length of his finger is suddenly rubbing her lips in a way that makes her knees weak, and then his thumb is dancing on her clit and Penny sees stars.
She’s always been vocal when coming. But the guttural growl that comes out of her is new. ‘Fuuuuuck’
Penny is panting and holding onto Sheldon for dear life. She looks up at him to glare, this shouldn’t be happening.
Sheldon is looking down at her and if it wasn’t for his raging cock and full body flush she would not be able to tell that he was affected at all, and that made her angry. She sees one of Sheldon’s perfect eyebrows go up and he asks, "Would you like another one?"
Damn him.
He sounds like he’s asking her if she wants another dumpling. She should tell him to fuck off, to go back to his apartment and leave her alone.
Instead she manages a shaky nod.
This time he’s more confident and plays with her lips right away. Penny finds it easier to moan this second time around. He takes his time, and she suspects that he’s keeping her on the brink of her second orgasm on purpose, his fingers teasing that they might slip into her only to pull back at the last second.
Penny is almost sobbing when Sheldon finally takes pity and plunges his fingers in her, he then hooks his fingers and does a c’mon motion twice.
This time Penny swears that she passed out for a second. She’s still holding onto Sheldon, but barely. A part of Penny’s mind still active is actually offended, here she was, a nubile and fertile young woman in the arms of Sheldon Cooper and he had not touched himself, made suggestive remarks or even tried to rub his dick on her body. For all intents and purposes he was a gentleman (Ha, right.).
She looked up at him and this time she could see his slightly faster breathing. He is being affected by this. She wants to offer to help with his hard-on, to be sexy and inviting.
But she can barely stand, so instead Penny manages a very drunk sounding "Third’s time's the charm."
Sheldon pinches her nipple and Penny passes out in his arms this time.
Penny wakes up feeling very relaxed. She can’t remember the last time she woke up feeling this good, the smile on her face could have been permanent for all she knew.
She stretches her arms and the sheets shift slightly making her freeze. She’s naked. She never goes to bed naked. And the events of last night hit her like a freight train.
‘It was a dream.’ But the state of cleanliness of her room tells her otherwise.
Penny lets her head hit the pillow again and she just stares at the ceiling.
"Well…crap." She says to no one. "Now what?."
It’s still rather early on a weekend, Sheldon and Leonard must be having breakfast right now. It would be normal for her to go get the milk for her coffee, right?
Putting on some cute (and clean) pajamas as well as fixing her hair and putting enough makeup to seem natural, she walks into 4A.
Sheldon is in his spot eating cereal and watching TV.
Penny freezes at the sight of him. He looks very normal, very Sheldon-like, he’s not acting flustered at her entering his apartment. He offers a good morning and warns her to not use all the milk before going back to his cereal and show. That’s all the interaction she gets.
Maybe she did dream about the whole thing. But the way her body is hyper relaxed, the maniac smile on her face and more importantly the slight tingling in her tummy reassures her that she’s not crazy and that it did happen.
Leonard is in the kitchen island with his own cup of coffee and newspaper. He’s trying to talk to her but she’s too distracted for conversation at the moment so she replies with ‘hmmm’ and nothing more. She feels like a bitch but Leonard finally gets the hint and goes back to his newspaper.
Penny’s observing Sheldon. He shattered a lot of ideas she had of him last night. And yet here he was sitting down and eating cereal like it was the most normal thing in the world to do after giving Penny 3 earth shattering orgasms without any actual fucking taking place.
This. Was. Not. Fair.
Leaving 4A with a quick goodbye Penny went back to her own place, she had a shift in a couple of hours and needed to think.
Penny was currently a very happy but confused girl. She knows that with everything that has happened this is not the correct thing to focus on but she can’t help but only think about one thing.
Why didn’t Sheldon ask for anything from her? Not like the ‘cleaning the apartment stuff’, but last night in the shower he was obviously very aroused. Penny would have happily helped him, she wanted to, being fully honest.
Her Wackadoodle had a deal after all, and unfortunately (of fortunately) for him Penny was now ready to get to the bottom of this. (And of his pants.)
Her shift went by rather quickly and she was happy to see it was a very good day for tips. The smile on her face did wonders. She now needed to go back home and talk to Sheldon, maybe offer her help in the same way he had helped her.
It takes her 4 days to gather the courage to approach him again. It’s not like she can just approach him and blurt out ‘Can you give me another orgasm?’ during dinner, so she waits, and waits, and waits some more (And plays some Age of Conan). And then, on the fourth day, after a long shift she’s entering 4A and only Sheldon is there.
"Hey Honey, where are the rest of the guys?"
"Hi Penny. Good evening. Leonard and the rest are partaking in the dreadful event that is Anything-can-happen-Thursday, and previous evidence suggests that this is actually Let’s-go-drinking-until-it’s-morning-and-we-realized-that-we-failed-to-find-a-partner-to-achieve-coitus-with-Thursday." Sheldon is shaking his head like this is the saddest thing he has ever heard. "This is why they will never be successful in their fields."
Sheldon looks innocently at her, "I took the liberty of ordering your regular Chinese takeout order, I hope that’s acceptable?." He really had clear eyes.
And Penny is suddenly nervous, they’re alone. "Yeah Honey, thanks."
Sheldon nods and goes back to reading a handful of papers. Penny feels hyper aware of everything and she can’t just stand here in the entrance all night, but she’s not sure how to act. Since that night in her shower Penny has been trying to find the best way to approach him to talk about this, but he’s just been acting like the same ol’ Sheldon. Penny has been trying to catch him checking her out or see if he’s nervous about her being present, but no, he’s acting cool as a cucumber.
And that pissed her off a little.
Feeling that she was moving like a robot, Penny took her regular place in the middle cushion next to Sheldon and she tried to be discreet about observing him but his ‘Penny, what’s so fascinating about my hands?’ comment makes her realize she’s not successful.
The anger makes it easier to get the words out, and just as Penny opens her mouth, to demand that he tells her the truth on how he felt, if he enjoyed it, why he wasn’t bothered or acting differently. That’s the moment Sheldon chooses to speak.
"If you’d like another orgasm, can it please wait for after we have dinner?." And he doesn’t even bother looking up from the papers he’s reading.
Unfrakingbelieveable. The nerve of this man. ‘No Moonpie, it doesn’t work like that.’ So she’s not sure why instead she answers with a "Okay, sounds good."
Sheldon nods and tells her "Thank you."
Maybe she fell in the shower and she’s hallucinating this entire thing? She’s bleeding out after knocking herself out on the edge of the tub and her brain is feeding her this fantasy…her brain was one sick puppy if that was the case.
Penny turns on the TV and is not even watching it, she’s high strung and coiled tightly. She keeps telling herself that she’s not looking forward to it, that she’s not counting down the minutes until the food gets there. And she’s failing miserably.
There’s a knock on the door and she jumps from the couch, grabs the money off the coffee table, launches herself to the door, takes the food, pays the delivery guy, closes (and locks) the door, and is back on the couch in seconds. Sheldon hasn’t even looked up yet.
"Oh the food is here, goody." Sheldon starts going through the bag and Penny can’t help but stare at him. He sounded more excited about the food than about making her cum, and okay, ouch. Penny’s resolve only hardens ‘We’ll see if you’re so calm later Moonpie.’
Penny forces herself to eat at her regular pace. She almost chokes when Sheldon asks, ‘Would you like another one?’ and points to the dumplings. She’s ruined, he said that in the most innocent way possible and her panties are flooded. Penny can only close her eyes in mortification.
Sheldon was killing her and he didn’t even know it.
Penny gets that second dumpling, blushing for the entire rest of dinner.
Penny still finished before Sheldon did…and everything sounds dirty to her now. She can’t settle down, because she didn’t have to ask, Sheldon offered, and she’s feeling as horny as a Chihuahua with a plushie.
Sheldon is in no rush to finish his dinner, because of course he’s not. It’s not like he has anything to do right? Penny meanwhile is looking at his arms and hands, fantasizing about how his hands will feel on her which is made easier now that she’s not actually imagining it, but remembering it.
Penny has had enough. "Uh, are we doing this in your shower or mine?" She’s not sure if she managed the nonchalant tone she was going for.
"If you don’t mind, I think it would be safer for the both of us if we used my shower. I have whimsical ducks stickers that will keep us from slipping and cracking open our skulls." The calm way he was acting about this should not be getting her this bothered, he was not trying to be sexy or mysterious or anything like that, and his calm and quiet confidence was making her squeeze the cushion in a death grip and press her thighs together. Maybe Penny was the Wackadoodle.
"Okay." Penny said happily and was already moving to the bathroom before Sheldon reminded her to get a change of clothes as well as her own towel and robe, and Penny wants to scream in frustration. This was too much like orgasm denial for her liking and her suspicion that Sheldon was doing this on purpose grew.
Once again he asked her to go first while he got rid of the trash, disinfected the table, etc. but he did join her after a couple of minutes.
Penny felt more confident in looking at a naked Sheldon now so while she washed herself she made it no secret that she was ogling him and he did not seem to mind.
This time he doesn’t say anything, he just touches her sides, gently, softly. His huge hands are touching her like she’s something precious and the thought brings tears to her eyes. She’s had guys touch her like she’s a thing, manhandle her, painfully squeeze her and desperately touch her as if she would disappear if they don’t grab ahold of her. This feels new and good, the heat that made her think she was going to cum at his first touch is still there, but now it’s boiling slowly. Penny is going to enjoy this the second time around and not rush to the goal line.
Her hands grab ahold of his arms as she leans into his touch. She closes her eyes to enjoy the sensations more, one of his hands moves to her crotch and he starts playing with her scant pubic hair, he's rubbing it between two long fingers and she can feel the slightest of pressure as he pulls on the fine hairs. ‘You like that huh Moonpie?’
She’s really digging this, it feels slow and she’s going to be able to drag this feeling out.
And then Sheldon’s other hand lightly pinches her nipple and she’s undone in a moment, Stars dancing behind her eyelids. Sheldon must be cheating, there’s no way this just happened. Her mouth is still open from groaning and she looks up at the calm man lightly caressing her still and manages to say "How?"
Penny is expecting him to not know what she’s talking about, to play dumb. But he answers her honestly. "I have an eidetic memory Penny. I can recall every caress that made you shiver, clench or jump at a moment’s notice. Analyzing this information to find the most efficient way for you to achieve orgasm and then creating and now implementing the plan was as easy as solving the issue of rockets retro-propulsion and reentry to earth."
And maybe you could catch crazy after all. Because that was the hottest thing she’s heard in months.
"Huh, that is actually very hot and cool."
Sheldon tilted his head, like a puppy. "How can one thing be two separate extremes at once?"
Penny can’t help it, she laughs and she hugs him fully and for the first time since this whole thing began she feels Sheldon freeze. Suddenly very conscious of the hardness pressing against her tummy she is about to step back when she feels him rub his dick against her, the smallest amount of friction, but for Penny is triumph. ‘Got you Moonpie.’
"Penny, while I appreciate the sentiment behind this gesture, perhaps we should disentangle so I can continue providing my assistance." His voice is no longer confident, the slight shake of it feels monumental to Penny.
Penny’s head is exactly the right height to bury her face in his neck and Sheldon’s arms go around her as if in response. She’s not sure if it’s to stop her or to push her closer to him but when her lips find that pulse point on his neck and kiss it, Sheldon lets out a quiet hiss.
"Hey Moonpie, why didn’t you ask for my help the other night? It was obvious you were also very horny."
"Penny, I find you incredibly appealing and I feel sexually attracted to you, however, please don’t use the name my Meemaw uses while we’re in this position. I implore you."
Penny laughs low and dirty because yeah, this is happening. It’s weird but it’s still very Sheldon. "Sorry Sheldon." She kisses his neck in apology and gets another hiss out of him.
The sudden hand on her ass makes her jump a little and Sheldon’s voice is in her ear, low and husky. "To answer your question. It was not part of the deal. I simply assisted you, dried you off and put you to bed." A pregnant pause "I then retired to my room so I could satisfy my urges and once I had cleaned myself I returned to your apartment to attempt to clean it."
Penny doesn’t know why the thought of him returning to his room to masturbate makes her want to cry. She’s moved because it never even crossed his mind to take advantage of her, they made a deal and he stuck to it simply because it was the right thing to do. She’s also feeling proud because it means that she did affect him, the great Sheldon Cooper was attracted to her (she hadn’t missed THAT part). And she’s also feeling a bit sad because he was alone.
"So…can we alter our agreement? You help me, I help you."
"Penny. I-"
But she’s already making room between them and touching his dick, running her nails lightly on its length before taking a hold of it and starting to pump it.
Sheldon sort of folds on top of her, his face is now in the crook of her neck, his breath makes her shiver, and the hand on her ass grips her a little bit tighter while his other hand is splayed over her back.
Penny feels powerful, and she is in no rush. She doesn’t want this to become a competition to see who can make who cum the fastest. She’s always had a soft spot for Sheldon, even at his most neurotic, and this is another thing that they share. Penny is really unsure about what this thing between them is, but she can see it working. She can see herself falling for her tall neighbor and it’s not a scary thought. He drives her crazy but as this last week has shown, he can also drive her crazy in bed. She wouldn’t have to worry about him checking out other girls, much less cheating on her. Penny can trust in him.
She can hear his breathing get more labored and erratic so she stops, she doesn’t want this to be over just yet, the groan of disappointment from Sheldon makes her smile.
"I’m also attracted to you. But you never showed interest, you seemed happy without being involved with me." Sheldon frowns slightly at her words, considering them seriously.
"Your hair." She’s the one frowning now, Sheldon is not looking at her, his eyes are far away deep into himself. "You hair was the first thing I noticed."
"But then you smiled and I couldn’t look away. The way you smiled, fearless and brave made me want to see you smile at every waking moment. How, unlike me, you have a way of dealing with people and try to see the best in them. I was certain that your kindness was faked, that you would tire of us, of me. The moment I realized your kindness was true, I fel…" Sheldon shuts up and he’s back in the moment, his eyes focused once more.
He stopped talking but the emotion in his eyes threatens to swallow her whole. She’s not sure that she wants to identify it and yet, she’s longing for it.
They should stop, this is getting too real, he wanted to explain that he was attracted to her and instead it sounded like a love confession. She needs to take a step back, the pain from her relationship with Kurt is a dull pain now, but she doesn’t want to commit again…does she?. Penny swallows the lump in her throat.
She can put a stop to this. She should.
"I am attracted to you, but didn’t believe that you were attracted to me. I would rather have you in my life as a friend than to lose you to satisfy my baser urges." Sheldon confesses, his eyes are closed, this was not easy for him to admit. Penny is not sure what to think.
It’s quiet in the bathroom but for the sound of the cooling shower spray, the soundtrack to this intimate moment.
And then Sheldon’s hand on her back pushes her to him. And she lets it.
She kisses him. Because she wants to. And he answers in kind.
It’s awkward, he’s too tall, the shower is too small. And yet it’s perfect. The kiss is slow and gentle. She feels him slide down the shower wall until he’s sitting on the edge of the tub and she adjusts herself, straddles him.
Penny is not drunk, she’s fully conscious of what she’s doing and with whom, and it feels right. So she doesn’t hesitate to guide him into her. His length stretches her folds.
Her arms go around his neck and their foreheads meet, her hair forming a curtain around them. And nothing else exists in the universe.
Just Sheldon and Penny.
And then one of his hands holds her ass, adjusting her. Her legs go around him and she can suddenly feel him slide deeper into her. Their bodies are as close as they can be and still be 2 separate individuals.
His hand pushes down on her hip and Penny doesn’t need further encouragement. It’s slow and intimate. Penny bites his neck again and Sheldon lets her.
There are moans and she’s not sure who they belong to, but she doesn’t care.
Sheldon pushes as much as he can in his position, he needs her to be even closer. His hands pull her away from him, only to help her slam against him a moment later.
He’s the one that kisses her this time. Penny responds and it’s desperate.
They were both already wound up and this intimacy only makes the fires in both of them burn stronger. Penny comes first but is followed closely by Sheldon.
It only makes them hold each other tighter, neither wants to let go.
So they don’t.
Hours later, Penny is laying in Sheldon’s bed. Her head on his chest and she’s watching him sleep.
After they had sex in the bathroom, the shower spray was suddenly too cold. But they still cleaned themselves. The cold water should have made them stop. But Penny guided him to his bedroom and while she expected some sort of protest about people in his bedroom, Sheldon just followed her quietly. Once in his bedroom Sheldon grew confident again, his kisses a little more intense and Penny lost herself in him.
The intense energy he used for Physics now focused solely on her.
He did not lie, even seemingly lost in passion Sheldon kept learning, once he found an angle that made her curl her toes he would hit it time after time. The right way to pinch her nipple or how much she liked when he caressed her ass.
Sheldon Cooper did not stop until he was the best at something.
Penny was more than willing to help him along the way as she also learned what made him hiss in pleasure, what made him close his eyes to not be overwhelmed and what hip movement made him moan. Penny also wanted to be the best.
Penny is not sure what to call what they did in his bedroom. To call it sex seems insufficient, it was more intimate, more passionate, it left her feeling satisfied in both body and mind.
It was making love.
She’s expecting to want to cringe once it crosses her mind but she’s feeling pretty at peace with it. She’s not sure if she loves Sheldon, but she can see it. She can see herself falling in love with the big Wackadoodle. And she’s pretty confident in what he feels for her.
Penny is kissing the spot right below his nipple when Sheldon’s door is opened and Leonard’s head appears.
"Sheldon? Was Penny here? I think I saw her clothes in the bathr-"
Leonard freezes in place and his mouth is moving but not making any sounds. Strangely enough, Penny thinks that he looks like he’s about to cry. ‘Weird’
"Hi Leonard, Sweetie. I’ll be staying the night, hope you don’t mind." Penny’s voice is soft and she gives him a friendly wave.
She can see Leonard swallow with difficulty and nod a couple of times. "Okay, ‘night." he squeaks and quietly closes the door.
Penny knew that Leonard had a little crush on her, so she’ll try to wake up early tomorrow to clear the air with him.
But for now she’s tired and she’s in the arms of a man she can love.
Penny has the best sleep of her life.