Copia x Sheldon Cooper

Shepia

Sheldon sits in his apartment, sipping a cup of Earl Grey as he reads from the recent chemistry magazine. He chuckles at the protons, the atoms looking tantalizing in that shade of blue. Ever since Amy died after choking on 452 hot dog sausages, its been hard to relax his libido.

Ever since then though, there was only one man who helped Sheldon. Copia. Oh, that mouth-watering man still made Sheldon gooey just thinking about him. Sheldon stops reading and his lips slowly part. As he looks at the text, his eyes unfocus. He sees Copia's gorgeous face in the text. He groans softly, looking away. He needs to stop with that. They can't love each other, and Sheldon knows this.. but why does he want that beautiful singer so damn bad!?

Sheldon throws the magazine on the floor, ignoring all of the possible germs getting on it. It doesn't matter, he's probably going to burn that book later anyway, anything that reminded him of his failed lover had to get out. To make himself feel better, Sheldon sits down in his spot and turns the TV on, a news station turning on. The news was about Tobias. Sheldon gasps and turns up the volume.

"...Alright, Tom. Todays story is about the musician in the band Ghost, Copia. The singer was discovered as missing after acting strange for a few days."

Sheldon watches with interest, observing the pictures of Tobias and pictures of his messed up room. Sheldon frowns. Copia wasn't his first love, but why was he so upset? It was irrational. He never even entered a relationship with him, and yet..

Knock Knock Knock.

Sheldon sighs softly, getting up from the couch and approaching the door. He opens the door without looking, worried for his not lover.

"Penny, not now, please-"

Sheldon gasps as he looks down at him. Copia.

"Sheldon.."

Copia rasps out, his hair tousled and clothes disheveled. If it were anyone else, Sheldon would have sprayed them with a gallon of purell, but it was him.

"Oh, I've missed you so much.."

Copia wraps his arms around Sheldon's tall but slender frame, the musk of travel permeating in Copia's skin.

"Copia.." Sheldon says weakly, his stubborn persona finally leaking out of his ears. He holds Copia close. Ever since Amy died, the only person who could ever comfort Sheldon was this handsome, thick, juicy, makeup-slathered man.

Copia stands up on his tiptoes, his lips gently touching Sheldon's.

"W-wait.." Sheldon says quietly, leaning away from Copia.

"..What?" Copia says with a confused tone, his gloved hands reaching down to squeeze Sheldon's buttocks.

"..Penny."

Copia turns his head, seeing a pretty blonde staring at the two of them. Copia smiles and waves awkwardly. Penny immediately goes inside her apartment, her eyes wide and flustered. Sheldon sighs, knowing that everyone is going to know about him and Copia in a few hours. He looks down at Copia's dejected face, his eyes full of worry.

"I-I'm sorry.. I know you weren't- Mmmhp!"

Sheldon quickly leans down and smashes his lips down on Copia's, the mild flavor of tea entering Copia's mouth. Copia quickly opens his lips and relaxes his jaw, allowing Sheldon's tongue inside of his warm, fleshy cavern. Sheldon slowly walks backwards back into the apartment, even awkwardly reaching over and closing the heavy door.

They shuffle together backwards towards the couch, as two lost beings found within each other. Copia wraps his arms around Sheldon's waist once more, grabbing his tush. He thrusts his crotch forwards unexpectedly, forcing Sheldon to sit down on the couch, on his spot. Sheldon holds back a moan. He cant show Copia how desperate he was.