Last chapter!

Warning, the story is rated M for a reason. This chapter contains sexual content, so you have been warned!

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"Do you understand it now?" Sheldon asked softly, his eyes asking for forgiveness. "Anyway, I stopped already. If you check, there are no more entries after the honeymoon. I already stopped Amy."

"Yes, Sheldon. Now I understand it. It's fine." She hesitated for a moment. "But I have more questions."

"Ask away."

"Points for lovemaking?" Now it was Amy's turn to raise an eyebrow questioningly. "Really Sheldon?"

Oh boy.

Silence passed between them.

"I.. uhm..." Sheldon didn't know what to say. This was very embarrassing. "There's nothing that can't be quantified. Why are you surprised?" Good brain! Sheldon was trying to avoid talking about his evaluations.

Amy smirked. Oh, this is going to be fun!

"Well, let's see…." Amy grabbed the notebook with her metrics, opened it and searched for a certain entry.

"Wedding night lovemaking... 240 points?" Amy read out loud and looked at Sheldon over her glasses.

"Uhm..."

"Sheldon?"

"What! It was great! You were so beautiful that night, so lovely, so caring…." Sheldon blushed. "It was great."

"Great?" Amy asked doubtfully.

"Wonderful."

"Wonderful?" Amy asked again.

"Amy! It was amazing, you know that!" Sheldon was red as a lobster. "I felt so connected with you that night..." Why was he giving so many details? She was there! She knew it was special. For him, it was.

"OK, OK! Relax Sheldon! I just wanted to know the scale." She smirked devilishly. "And… New Your lovemaking… 110 points?"

Dear Lord. This woman would be the death of me.

"Yes?" Sheldon asked, scared of her answer.

"Why 110?" Amy was having so much fun. This was already a good punishment for his lists.

"Well… uhm. You… the random generation algorithm..." Sheldon's mind seemed to stop working, remembering how he asked, ordered, her to repeat what she'd said on the bench, naked. Dear Lord. That vixen was on fire! But still, the wedding night topped that. Maybe because they released all the tension from the wedding. Not to mention it had been quite some time since they'd been intimate. He was waiting to be married to expand those parameters. It felt right for him. His mother's fault, even if he didn't want to admit it.

"I see..." Amy realized he wasn't going to elaborate any further, but his expression gave it all away. She chuckled. During their honeymoon, they were intimate more days than those two. But it caught her eye that those events had a large number of points. "And what about…." She flipped some pages to find another entry that had caught her eye before. "My birthday… the Harry Potter one: 120 points? How's that?"

Sheldon stiffened. No way he would admit that. He closed his eyes and remembered that moment. His memory making like it had happened just a few seconds ago. He had to admit that he liked, loved, enjoyed so much cosplaying in… in the bedroom. But he did not want to admit it. That's why he didn't share this with anyone. He was the first one surprised with that. It felt… so so naughty. He didn't expect to like it that much.

"Sheldon?" Amy asked seeing him silent and staring at her. Like he wasn't in the room anymore.

"What?" He broken the trance and focused on her. Did she say something else?

"You did like it, am I right?" Amy nudged him playfully. Reading these evaluations, she learned what he liked more. It was an interesting information.

"I… uhm."

"Sheldon, don't be shy. You can tell me. It's good that we can talk about…. what do you like more in the bedroom." She felt naughty saying that. To Sheldon Cooper! It felt odd. Even though they'd already shared so many intimate moments, she'd just guessed at what he liked from his reactions. New York demands were a new thing. Talking smart to Sheldon Cooper was talking dirty! What a discovery! She needed to know more!

"Uhm." Was his only response. Why it was so hard to just tell her? They shared more than that. But it felt incredibly personal.

"Was it the cosplay?" She blurted. She wanted, needed to know. Sheldon Cooper liked to cosplay in bed? It was the only reason she saw for how he evaluated that night. "Do you like to cosplay in bed?"

"I...uhm. Yes." He confessed, blushing.

How cute is he when he blushes like this? So, she was right. It was the cosplay. Did that make him more… aroused? Was it the topic?

"Harry Potter specifically?" She could dress up again with her Hufflepuff cape. Right now.

"Well, I liked that one so much Amy. But no, not specifically."

"Do you mean, you'd like other ones too?"

"Amy!" He looked at Amy. She looked amused now. Of course she is! She's making me talk about this. How embarrassing! But at least she wasn't angry anymore. Oh, what the hell! "Yes, I would like others as well." There, I said it.

"Like what? Star Wars?" She asked, expectantly.

"Uhm… yes. But I would prefer... Star Trek." Not only was his face red, his ears were burning now as well. Why did she always get her way and learn his secrets?

"How many points?"

Uh? "What do you mean?" Sheldon asked.

"How many points do I get if I dress as a Star Trek character?" Amy devilishly smirked.

"A...Amy! I… don't ...know… uhm…." Sheldon was getting nervous now. What is this vixen trying to do now?

"You do know. You always know Sheldon. Don't try to fool me." Amy narrowed her eyes at him.

She knows me so well. Oh what the hell...

"140" he blurted.

"Double it." Amy replied.

What? "What?" His eyes opened wide.

"280" Amy said confidently.

"I don't understand...what do you m-"

"I'll do it for 280."

"But I'm not doing the list anymore!"

"Does that matter?" She asked.

He hesitates for a millisecond. Definitely No.

"No." He replied.

"280 is my offer."

"Uhm...Very well." Sheldon agreed, thought he wasn't sure to what he was agreeing to. This conversation had shifted so much from the starting fight… to this!

"Then you have yourself a deal." Amy said triumphantly. She started getting off the bed. "How do you want to proceed?" Once she was standing, she put her hands on her hips. "Medical uniform? I have it in the wardrobe. Is that OK?"

"Uhm, ah... Do you want to do it now?" Sheldon's eyes grew wider.

"Yes, now." Amy's smirk gave away that she was enjoying how nervous he seemed to be. "And you can talk to me in Klingon but that will cost you some points." She waved her hand and went to the wardrobe to grab the uniform.

"Cost?" What? "That's not fair!" Sheldon protested and got up to follow her. "And you don't have a list anyway! That's nonsense." He crossed his arms. And we didn't establish how many points I get for this unexpected love making affair! Now she wants to cost me points? Outrageous!

"My, my… Now do you understand how I felt, seeing those evaluations?" Amy turned to him, Star Trek uniform and boots in her hands. She glared at him to make a point.

Sheldon immediately uncrossed his arms, his slight anger from a moment before, almost forgotten.

"Oh...well.. But again, it wasn't a competition! I just did it because..." He said defeated. He still felt bad for not telling her before, or maybe for not stopping the lists long ago.

"I know, I know. Are you pointing out the obvious, Dr. Cooper? Maybe you're feverish? We should check your temperature." She swayed her hips as she walked to the bathroom to change.

Ah… oh.

"Please make yourself at home while I change into my work clothes." Amy opened the bathroom door. "We're playing doctors, star trek style, bedroom edition." She winked at him before disappearing inside.

Sheldon sighed. Amy, Amy…. always getting her way with him. Not that he was complaining, not at all! He sat on the bed while Amy changed, not knowing what that vixen was planning for him. He hadn't seen Amy in that uniform again since that day in his apartment, when Leonard had walked in and found them playing doctor, Star Trek style. It was an innocent play back then, but he was in hell then already. The uniform fit her body so well, she was in character at his orders, and those boots... He denied that anything had crossed his mind that day. But the truth was that he'd to take a cold shower that night, remembering how her hand hovered over his body with the medical scanner. He could swear she hovered a little longer on his nether regions. Sheldon felt the real hell would come today… in form of a Starfleet medical officer. The most beautiful one. Dear Lord.

The vision of Amy emerging suddenly cut his memories as she exited the bathroom, in that uniform and boots. Sheldon took a deep breath, his mind already running wild after seeing her. Cosplay was a really big turn-on for Sheldon and given the reactions of his body at that exact moment, it was clearly one of his bigger turn-ons. Her mind always was the top turn-on, but her body was just not something to be ignored. That woman, those curves, that… that bottom. His eyes were staring at the precious creature that stood before him.

Sheldon gulped. She's not wearing tights this time. He wondered if she was wearing anything under that short uniform. I need to know. Curiosity and lust invaded his mind in a matter of seconds.

"Sheldon?" Amy saw that he was looking at her with hunger in his eyes. Wow, it really was a different reaction from years ago. That day, when she dressed for him, to try to increase his feelings for her, she noticed a slightly spark in his eyes when he saw her. But now, it was like the spark was a roaring fire in his eyes.

He didn't say anything. He just stood up and walked over to her, as his eyes caressed her body. Amy already felt her temperature rising just with those blue eyes on her, with that intensity. In the back of her mind, she was sure she was forgetting something, but as his stare caught hers, she felt unable to move. What that man could do to her just with one look!

She then remembered. "Oh, I forgot the medical scanner!" She turned and tried to reach the wardrobe again. She was sure the little black box was in the same place where the uniform was stored. She didn't have time to check for it though, as she felt Sheldon's arms wrap around tightly her stomach, to stop her. She shivered as she felt his hot breath near her ear.

"We don't need that. Pon farr has already begun." And with that Sheldon made sure Amy could feel his body on hers, his chest against her back, his already erected member poking her bottom.

"Sheldon." She whispered, surprised by how fast he'd become aroused. His breath was ragged and hot on her ear and neck. His hands started roaming over her stomach, going up to her breasts. He fondled them gently, over the uniform, and he noticed with his touch that there was nothing underneath, just as he'd suspected.

Amy let go a little moan at his ministrations. Suddenly, Sheldon's body pushed her forward to the wardrobe's door. She gasped, and used her hands to steady herself. Sheldon!

"Amy..." He growled her name. His hands left her chest and caressed all the curves the uniform fabric was hiding. His hands reached the end of the skirt and moved underneath. His fingers touched her creamy skin and lifted the skirt enough for his hands to grab her buttocks. No underwear.

Sheldon felt a jolt of arousal in his spine as he confirmed his suspicions. "You naughty vixen." He added before kissing her neck.

Sheldon's hands traveled to the front again, his left to her breast and his right searching for her nether region. Reached below the skirt, his fingers brushed her curls and his hand fondled her pelvic zone. Amy trembled at the first touch, she was still in awe at how Sheldon seemed hungry for her, to the point of pinning her up against the wardrobe door. Instinctively, she opened her legs slightly as she felt his hand stroking her folds.

"S-Sheldon..." She was having problems thinking clearly, but she didn't want to lose the opportunity to try something. Something she'd prepared long ago, long before they were intimate. Think Fowler, you memorized them!

"lu' chenmoH jIH" She blurted.

Sheldon stopped abruptly, but he didn't back up. He was just surprised to hear Amy saying 'Make me yours' in Klingon. He shivered again. This was sexiest thing he'd heard Amy say, ever.

"I thought we couldn't use Klingon." He resumed his ministrations, feeling his fingers moistened by her fluids.

"No, I said it would cost you points" Amy managed to say. "For me, it adds them."

Clever vixen. Sheldon wondered if Amy knew any more Klingon. His upper hand traveled to her collarbone, his thumb brushing the Starfleet emblem on her uniform, and he reached her neck. His hand wrapped around her jaw and he turned her head to him. His mouth crushed her lips, and they parted them immediately to give him full access to a wet open-mouthed kiss. He stopped the kiss and looked in her eyes, his hand still holding her jaw.

"Tell me something more." He demanded. "And I will make you mine."

Amy's eyes danced over his. Did he mean in Klingon? Think again Fowler. She went over the words she studied years ago, after the day when she'd dressed in this same uniform. She did it more for her own fantasies. She never thought this would be happening, not at all. She'd wanted to be accurate, even in her fantasies. Why on earth had she felt that his imaginary Sheldon would scold her if she just invented the words? Because he probably would have. She focused again on what she remembered from back then.

"vIneH DaH"

He growled and kissed her again. Did she just say 'I want you, now'? When did she learn that? It didn't matter anymore. That just confirmed for the umpteenth time that his wife was just perfect.

Sheldon couldn't wait any longer. This vixen was teasing him far too hard. And hard is how he was, so very hard! With a grunt, he grabbed her by the hips and turned towards the bed and walked her to the end of the bed. His chest never leaving her back.

"Amy..."

"Sheldon..."

Amy felt the rusting of clothes against her back as Sheldon grabbed his t-shirts, both of them, and in one move, pulled them off. Fold them? Pon Farr is madness, so madness it is. He threw the shirts on the floor. Amy's eyes widened, seeing the pile of clothes on the floor. He never, ever, threw his clothes on the floor. Oh my, this will be wild. She heard him fumble with his trousers. Amy's imagination was running wild while she waited. For now, this had turned into one of the sexiest cosplays they'd ever done. I mean, he pinned me to the wardrobe's door just seeing me in the uniform, come on! Maybe she could drive him even crazier. She still remembered a couple more words.

"Sheldon, yebDu'wIj!" Take me, now!

Damn it! "Yes, I will take you Amy." And be prepared.

As soon as he stepped outside his trousers and underwear, that were on the floor already, he embraced Amy again, his nude body in contact with the uniform. He kissed her neck, his hands moved down, and he lifted her skirt.

"Amy..." He grabbed her hips and gently pushed her forward. The only thing Amy could do was to put her hands and knees on the bed. She tried to crawl to the other end of the bed, but Sheldon had his hands firmly on her hips, and he stopped her from going anywhere.

Oh, he wants to…. is he going to…from behind? Oh my!

Sheldon had Amy exactly where he wanted her. On the bed, on all fours, in that uniform and boots, and her marvelous bottom taunting him. He didn't expect Amy to encourage him, but she curved her back and pushed her bottom to him. Purring, she looked at him over her shoulder, expectantly. That was enough for him to go for it. He needed her, now.

He spread her opening with his hand and entered her. Slowly at first, but as he noticed he did so with ease, he pushed harder until he was fully in. They both moaned loudly when he was fully within her.

Sheldon grabbed her buttocks and started moving. Using his hands to control her movements he began to accelerate. In, out, in, out.

"S-Sheldon…" Amy tried to think of more Klingon words, but her mind had shut down as soon as they joined together.

Sheldon slowed down a little, sweating already, as he listened to her. Was he being too rough?

"Faster." She said. "Harder!"

Sheldon closed his eyes, even more turned on, if that was physically possible.

So, he did as she asked. He gave it all he could. Faster, and harder. Amy moaned loudly, and Sheldon felt like he was about to collapse already. But not before… He bent forward, not slowing his motions, and reached around to stroke her as he continued his thrusting.

"S-Shel...don!" Amy screamed as she felt her core burning.

"Cum Amy. Now." He grunted in her ear.

"Wha..." Amy didn't expect Sheldon to say that to her. She had not time to process it as she felt her orgasm empty her mind. "Ahhhhhgggsheldon!"

He felt her body tremble as she screamed. He stood upright, forcefully grabbing her buttocks, and thrust forward again. His motions frenzied.

"A-A-Amy!" Sheldon's mind went blank as his orgasm hit him hard. Very hard.

Trying to catch his breath and feeling his legs would not be strong enough to support him if he stood, he carefully got out of Amy and laid down beside her. She turned to lay down as well, her knees and arms sore from of the previous position.

They remained motionless for some minutes, their breathing and pulse stabilizing as time passed. Sheldon released a long breath and turned his head to Amy.

"A-Amy." He searched for her eyes.

"Sheldon? Are you OK?" Her hand immediately went to stroke his cheek and jaw. She could feel all the sweat on his face.

"A… I… I don't know... I don't know what happened to me." Sheldon blinked a couple of times as he tried to analyze all he had done. Did I… was I too rough with her?

Sensing his distress, Amy smiled brightly at him. This wasn't the sweet, loving moment they'd shared on their wedding night, not at all, but Amy was just as delighted with the turn of events. Who could imagine Sheldon going wild? Just from seeing her in that uniform? Just, wow!

"Sheldon, that was… was… amazing." Amy's sweet smile adorned her face. "I really enjoyed it."

Sheldon blinked twice, and looked into Amy's green eyes.

"I didn't know if… maybe... I was too rough." Sheldon closed his eyes. "It was all so fast, I just lost control."

"Didn't you like it, Sheldon?" Amy asked, a little concerned. She was sure he'd enjoyed it, but was he having second thoughts?

"No! I mean, yes!" Sheldon blushed. "Of course I liked it." Quite a lot, too much. His gaze again landed on Amy's eyes. Like he was asking the same question of her.

"It was fantastic, Sheldon." Amy understood his unasked question. "I liked it very much. You have my permission to go wild, anytime." Amy smirked.

Wild? Sheldon's eyebrows almost reached his hairline.

"You really liked it?" Sheldon sat up and hesitated to ask the next part. "More than our... our wedding night?" That night was so special, so lovely, so intimate. Did Amy like what they'd just did even more?

Amy sighed and sat up as well, she saw what he was doing. He probably was still thinking in terms of metrics, like he'd done when he'd evaluated all their actions.

"Sheldon, I loved them both. Both were amazing, but… unique. Just like every time we're intimate."

"But..."

"Sheldon, I don't want to compare our intimate moments."

"But Amy…"

"Look, you can compare them if you want to, but please, no more lists, no more evaluations." Amy didn't want to deal with any more comparisons. "Save it in your wonderful mind. Like the lovemaking schedule, just keep it to yourself." She softened her voice again and reached out to touch his cheek and jaw. "What I want to know is what you enjoy when we're intimate. I'll tell you what I enjoy as well, and we can play with that. Sometimes it will be slow and tender, other times will be fast and wild. It doesn't matter how it is. If it's with you Sheldon, it will be unique every time. Do you understand?"

Sheldon smiled, feeling her warm little hand on his face. This woman always amazed him.

"Although" Amy looked up to the ceiling and her hand tapped her chin. "I bet this was a new record, wasn't it? 280 points, plus me talking in Klingon." She returned her gaze to a confused Sheldon. "Don't forget to add that to the final score." She warned.

"S-score?" Sheldon frowned. "But you don't….I thought we…you didn't want to… that I would stop with the points."

"I know, but let's break a record once in a while, shall we?" Amy giggled and stared at him with a mischievous smile. She already knew his mind was impossible to stop. At least he would stop making useless lists. But breaking a record didn't sound too bad, right? It sounded like a challenge for them.

Dear lord! Sheldon gulped. Is she implying… How they could top today's or their wedding night? What a challenge! Wait...

"Are you challenging me Amy?" He raised one eyebrow to her.

"Maybe I am." Amy winked at him.

"Oh wow, I love you so much." Sheldon leaned over to kiss his wife. His perfect and challenging wife.

"It's on, you naughty vixen."

The end

Oh man, playing doctor, Star Trek style, bedroom edition… it was too good not to write about it. Hope you liked it! If you did, leave me a review here on ff! I love your reviews. It's my motivation to write my stories! Hoping to keep writing soon, thanks for your support!

Posting today a drawing to announce this chapter, I laughed a lot drawing it, check my instagram later!

Klingon words where translated from a website called tradukka, I don't know Klingon lol.

Until next time... Have fun! Regina