"Or… what if we fold them?" - This epic line from episode 10.23 was probably meant to be just funny, but I found it so hot in a certain way! Partly because of Jims delivery, partly because we all know how much Sheldon gets aroused by law and order…

"Alright then. Let's go to the bedroom, remove our clothes, fold them neatly and engage in frenzied lovemaking." Sheldon caressed Amy's arms tenderly in his typical awkward and sheepish way and then started to lead her to the bedroom.

"What if we don't fold our clothes at all?" Amy objected, still a little surprised by this unexpected turn of events.

"Or…" Sheldon turned around and held his index finger into the air to emphasize the significance of this little detail ,"What if we fold them?"

He drew Amy into the bedroom in a swift move and she closed the door behind them.

They looked at each other for a moment, both with a hint of brimming tears in their eyes, caused by the thought of their upcoming farewell.

"This is a huge step for us", Amy whispered.

"I know. And I have to admit something. I don't do this only for you, to make you feel happy and loved by me. I do this because I have grown to like it very much, too. And when you're gone, I will not only miss your intellect and your kindness, but I will also miss the possibility of touching you and of feeling you with all my body. I love to make love to my love." He smiled down at her and kissed her softly. Then he drew her sweater vest over her head and started to unbutton her blouse cautiously.

Amy stood still, just enjoying the situation, feeling his hands brushing slightly over her cleavage, her breasts, her belly. Excited for this lovemaking she had not planned or even hoped for until her next birthday and inwardly screaming with joy because the spell was broken and coitus wasn't bound to her birthday anymore.

She shivered slightly when Sheldon was rolling down her tights, his hand stroking all the way over her legs, from her hips to her toes. It was the first time he undressed her for lovemaking like that.
The first time, one and a half year ago, they had been in their nightgown and underwear and the second time, on her birthday last year, they had taken off their clothes on their own and then put on their Harry Potter robes…

Finally she stood there in her underwear. It was nothing special, the slightly outworn bra and the panties didn't even match and she hadn't been at the Brazilian waxing studio for a long time. But (after a little shock at first) she didn't mind. Sheldon didn't mind. Sure, it was nice to get dressed up and specially prepared for each other sometimes, but in the end they loved each other exactly the way they were, on every day in every oh-so-random situation.

She felt Sheldon's hands on her upper arms and shoulders again, pulling her in a tight embrace, her head coming to rest on his warm chest, where she could feel his pounding heart.

"I'll miss you so much." Sheldon whispered, "I'll miss touching your skin, feeling your bones and muscles and the little flabs that I love so much about our body." He brushed the straps down gingerly and kissed her shoulder, then he let his kisses wander to the hollow of her neck, up her throat, behind her ear and then finally to her mouth. His fingers went to the clasp of her bra, struggling for a moment, then he had opened it for the first time in his life and when he let it slide down her arms, a little glimpse of pride was hushing over his face.

Then, he stretched his hands again and let them slide over Amy's back, down to her lumbar (surprisingly a very erogenous zone of her body!), circling his finger slightly around the little dimples, letting them go to the front, his thumbs caressing her hipbones, following the rim of her panties and finally dragging them down slowly as far as he could, being still embraced by Amy. She was almost completely naked now in his arms, while he was still completely dressed. It was a weird (and at the same time arousing) feeling for both of them.

Sheldon released Amy carefully. He cleared his throat. "Uhm, I think it's better you take this out on your own. And then please fold your clothes!"

"Really?" Amy didn't understand why he was so eager to do this.

"Really!" He confirmed, an indefinable expression in his eyes.

"Ok", Amy let out a little sigh, took her sweater vest, held it into the air and folded it in the middle, so that the armholes were touching each other.

"No, no, no!" Sheldon interrupted her. "It must be symmetrical under any circumstances!"*

Amy sighed again. Then she bent forward and put the sweater vest down on the bed upside down, folding a part of the left side to the middle, then a part of the right side. But the part on the right side was wider. She took a glance at Sheldon who was bending over her and looking over her shoulder, his hands touching her second most erogenous ball-and-socket-joints on every side.

"We'll do this again!" he whispered, letting his hands slide down her shoulders, her upper arms, elbows and forearms until he cupped her hands in his. Amy gulped. That felt so good…
Sheldon guided her on folding the sweater vest again. Now it was perfectly symmetrical. Amy heard Sheldon breathe a little heavier. Could it really be that he got aroused by symmetry? She didn't dare to ask.
Sheldon brushed her hair away from her neck, gave her a little peck on it and straightened again. "I'll be right back!" he murmured and went to the living room. Amy frowned. What was wrong now?

After some seconds she heard Sheldon return, accompanied with a snapping sound she couldn't really classify.
He entered the door. In his right hand he held an old-fashioned folding rule, that he let slap into the left hand slightly, creating a smacking sound.
What was his plan with this? Did he want to punish her with this tool for not folding the sweater vest the right way at the first try? Amy gulped hard, half in fear, half in anticipation, remembering the first time her boyfriend gave her a punishment….

But Sheldon's intentions were different. "I want to measure the sweater vest. It should have a width of exactly 20 cm." He held the folding rule above the cloth. "Perfect! Now go on with your blouse…"

Amy started folding her blouse. „Since when do you use the metric system?" she asked.

"Oh I'd like to use it every day, I just love it!" Sheldon, who was now standing directly behind Amy again, got dreamy eyed. "It all started with the distance from the pole to the equator." He took the tip of the partly unfolded rule, put it on top of Amy head and let it slide slowly down her neck and her spine to her lumbar, where he drew half a circle around her hip to her navel.

Amy shivered from the sensation. She had finished folding her blouse, straightened her back and put her arms behind her head, to get hold of Sheldon's neck. "Although, I'm not sure, it could also have been the south pole…" Sheldon let the tip of the folding rule wander down to Amy's mound, who gasped in surprise and closed her eyes in pleasure.

But Sheldon demanded that she continued folding her clothes, at least the skirt; he would be alright with her tights and underwear put loosely on the top of the pile. Amy followed his instructions.

He continued his lecture. "The ten millionths part of that distance was defined as a meter, which was then the basis for everything. Decimeter… centimeter… millimeter…" By saying that, he let the folding ruler wander slightly above her breasts, her fingernails and a little freckle on her waist, always checking if the predicted measure would be confirmed by the folding rule (and of course he had always been right). "And it even gets better. There's the square meter to measure expanses and the cubic meter for volume. Und then there's the liter, which is the thousandth of a cubic meter and 1 liter of water has been defined as a weight of 1 kilogram. Oh, it all just fits together so perfectly, everything makes so much sense, there's so much order and structure and…"

Finally, Amy was ready with folding her skirt and piling the rest of her clothes neatly on top of it. She had listened to Sheldon's lecture about the metric system only halfhearted. There had been just so much distraction with his body rubbing against her back (oh boy, that was a really strong arousal she had felt there) and the things he had done to her body with this folding rule… Oh my, that had been so hot… But what had stimulated him so much? Was it her being naked? Or her folding her clothes as neatly and accurate as possible? Or was it the thought of the perfectly structured metric system? She didn't know exactly.

She just knew, she wanted him badly. And he wanted her.
Suddenly she felt Sheldon's mouth at her ear, his hot breath tickling her in the most delicious way. He pointed at the pile of clothes "That looks wonderful. This symmetry, the accuracy, oh dear Lord… And now please fold my T-Shirts, Amy!"

Amy turned around and looked at him with an expression on her face that was very different from excitement.

"Oh please, you know how much I love that sight!" He drew his shirts over his head (a sight that Amy loved in return). "And I will show you a complete new technique this time!"

He laid the first shirt on the bed and stepped behind her again, his hands on hers, his arms around hers, encasing all her body with his. Amy couldn't really concentrate, his chest hair and his hardened nipples on her bare back, the bulge in his pants at her bottom, oh my… He put their right hands on the seam of the shoulder and their left hands in the middle of the shirt (oh, it was still so warm, that felt so good…) then the right hand over the left, then somehow back and suddenly the shirt was folded neatly**. She didn't understand. How had he done this?

He grabbed the other shirt and did it again, he was so fast she hadn't been able to see – suddenly she felt how she was turned around , pressed against Sheldon's half naked body and kissed vigorously. "I love structure and order, but I love you more, and therefore we had to speed this up a bit. I don't want to wait any longer", she heard Sheldon moan between kisses. He undressed his pants and his underwear, folded them swiftly and put them on top on the pile of clothes, all while kissing her heatedly. "And now, little lady, we will end this foreplay and come to the main part." With that, he let himself fall on the bed, as far away from the pile of clothes as possible for not destroying it again, and dragged her with him.

*I have to admit, this scene was inspired by myself. When it comes to folding clothes, especially shirts, they just have to be folded symmetrical, I just cannot stand when you fold your shirt asymmetrical. There's a little bit of Sheldon inside all of us, isn't it? ;-)

** If you're interested, there are tutorials for this on YouTube.

So, this "foreplay" has become longer than expected. Time for a break. In the next chapter, you will learn how their epic "Dirty Talk" will fit in. You do remember: "Oh Amy, you naughty vixen", "Oh my goodness, that form of stimulating is highly efficient" and of course "Whoopie!", don't you? Furthermore that pile of clothes will have a second appearance…

Thank you so much for your reviews in advance! :-)