Dreams can come true?
A/N: hey all this is gonna be a little bit of a long note, but just a quick explanation of writing technique that needs an explanation. I've had this idea of using a dream of Penny's to bring her and Sheldon closer together and had it originally planned as an ending to another story I had written, but couldn't make it work with what I already had on paper, so scrapped it and decided to make a completely new Fic based on it. I feel like I should just briefly explain my writing method as it may effect how quickly I upload chapters. I find that actually taking pen to paper, seriously improves the quality of my writing, so I normally have two notebooks open, one for mind maps and one for the actual story, before then going in to tweak and finally write it up on my laptop. So I effectively have to write each chapter 3 times. I'm not sure how long this story will be as I have an end goal, but I'm not sure how exactly I want to get there. That being said the updates should hopefully be fairly regular; as I just dropped out of college and quiet frankly have nothing else to do at the moment. I've tried to keep it in character, but certain character traits have been exaggerated and at some points may go ooc. Written mostly from Penny's pov, but may change. TBBT is not mine. Enjoy and review.
Chapter 1
Blue eyes burning with passion and desire looked down at her with a heart shattering intensity. Her mind was blank and as he brought his lips lower to hers, the desire within her climbed higher and higher: like a vine. His lips were sort and desperately urging, a direct contrast to the rest of his body, which he held perfectly still as they kissed.
Penny was on the edge of dreams and of her waking reality. She'd had this dream five times in the last month alone and every time she forced herself awake at this point, suddenly scared by the intensity and familiarity of those eyes. The dream was loosing clarity and she forced herself back in to it, just for a while longer.
Her hands roamed his back before they reached the nape of his neck and her hands found themselves weaving in to his short hair, gently scratching his scalp causing him to let out a staccato breathe (a chuckle?).His long fingers came to life and fluttered relentlessly up her arms to her face to cup her cheek. All too slowly, his hands drifted to the hem of her shirt and his soft, nimble fingers slipped beneath and rhythmically rubbed her hip bones, while she grasped his exposed lower arm, pulling herself closer to his thin frame. Her shirt was gone and quickly folded and placed on the coach – the right side- while his lips ghosted over her warm flesh before settling on her neck, all the while kissing and sucking causing her to gasp with each of his movements.
He was wearing too many shirts, so she sought to rectify that problem quickly. She extracted herself from his arms and took a hold of both shirts and deftly pulled them over his head, stopping to plant strategic kisses here and there. Her eyes closed and his lips found hers again, she heard him mumble her name. His voice was so familiar but so strange and foreign, she felt sure she'd heard it before, but never in this tone. She heard herself sigh out a name, but didn't know whose name it was tat fell so easily from her lips. His hands ghosted down her stomach causing it to flutter excitedly. His fingers found the button on her jeans and her breathe hitched in anticipation of his next move. "Sheldon" she panted helplessly. He brought his lips away from her neck and looked down at her. The haziness cleared and for the first time since having this dream she saw the man that had made her feel these incredible things.
Penny's eyes shot open and she sat up in bed, gasping for breathe. Sheldon. For months and possibly years (since blue eyes had haunted her dreams from the very day he showed her his board) she had been dreaming about this mysterious man, who she trusted completely and it turned out to be Dr Sheldon - inexperienced extraordinaire - Lee Cooper. Holy crap on a cracker, she had wanted to do 'things' with Dr whack-a-doodle. Her heart spluttered at the idea of seeing him in less than eight hours for Halo night. How was she supposed to face him after dream Sheldon, made her feel so much pleasure? Inevitably her thoughts turned to Leonard and what this meant. Leonard had always been good to her, wonderful in fact, but she never felt that spark with him. Whilst it felt good to be practically worshiped, this meant that he rarely if ever, challenged anything she said. He was happy to go along with her, because deep down inside she knew she was just a trophy to Leonard, something to say he'd conquered and someone to take his mommy issues out on.
Penny and Leonard were just different, not enough to make it work, but enough differences that caused a lack of electricity. Penny and Sheldon, however. They were the same person but on complete polar opposites of the spectrum, where he was able to understand the inner workings of the universe, she could look at a group of people and just by reading their body language, tell you exactly what was happening. Where she got incredible street smarts, he got a body that dripped genius from every pore. Everything they didn't understand the other did. They worked, complemented each other, and forced each other to become better people. They were Yin and Yang, the sun and the moon.
Each of their personalities challenged the other to within an inch of their lives, but they had that spark, although neither would identify the electricity that flowed between them- until now? Penny stopped herself, was she actually toying with the idea of her and Sheldon being, you know, her and Sheldon. Exclusively. Okay years of dreams had proven in her mind at least, they would be good together, but Sheldon wouldn't be able to give her what she needed in a relationship, even if he wanted to, he just wouldn't be able to get past the 'ick' factor of physical relationship. It didn't matter anyway, she had Leonard and Sheldon had Amy and it was only a dream. Penny kept telling herself that 'just a dream, I don't have feelings for Sheldon.'