Sheldon Cooper Imagines (The Big Bang Theory)

Research Part 1- Lemon (x Reader)

Warnings: Sexual content 

Summary: Y/N conducts an experiment. A sexy experiment. 

Word count: 693

Estimated read time: 4 minutes 

"It's merely an interaction between two humans that can result in conception and frequently in large releases of dopamine." Sheldon insisted. He set the plate that he was drying with a towel aside and picked up another plate with his ridiculous rubber gloves. He ran it under the hot water and squirted way too much dish soap over it.

"That is not all sex is!" I argued. "It's a romantic action between two people. It's intimate and important."

"No it is not, it is science, Y/N. And it's not all it is cracked up to be." He didn't bother looking up from his dishes as I stood next to him.

"Oh yeah?" I challenged, "I thought you were a virgin."

"I am." Sheldon answered, "but it doesn't concern me. And you haven't engaged in intercourse, either."

My eyebrows shot up. "How did you know that? And keep your voice down!"

"There's no one else home."

"You didn't answer my question."

Sheldon ran the plate under the water again and began drying it. "Your diary was left open."

"Sheldon!" I yelled, getting very mad. "What got into you, I-"

"Don't fret, now, I didn't read much. I haven't got any time for trivial things like that." He waved me off and set the plate down, picking up a bowl. "I am a man of science."

"Whatever, Sheldon. I'm right and you know it." I rolled my eyes and pulled out my phone, determined to brush it off.

"No!" He suddenly stopped washing the bowl. "I am never wrong!"

I smirked and turned off my phone. Sheldon looked very indignant. "Yes, you are."

"No! I'm not incorrect, Y/N! You have no evidence to support your claim!" He protested. He angrily dried the bowl and set it down.

"You want evidence?"

"Yes!"

I walked in front of him slowly and brought our lips together. I moved slowly and intimately, but had to pull away for air.

Sheldon, looked at me, breathless. "I'm right."

"I haven't even started the experiment, Sheldon." My lips came back to his and our tongues quickly found each other in a steamy French kiss. We pulled apart for air once more.

"It's not working," Sheldon breathed, but I could feel his erection against my thigh.

"Really? What about now?" My hand found his erection.

His hands shot to the counter. He gripped it, hard. "N- no."

A smiled danced across my lips. "Really, Sheldon? My observations say otherwise..." My thumb brushed the tip and his grip tightened.

"Y- your observations are not a- accurate." He squeezed his eyes shut as my hand started moving up and down, through his pants.

"Hmm. I don't think so." I slid my hand all the way to his balls and gently squeezed. Sheldon gasped, then groaned. "I'm right."

And I dove in to kiss him once more. On the lips, up his jaw, to his ear, back down his neck. I lowered myself to my knees, Sheldon still against the counter. I massaged him with both hands as he whimpered and tried to contain his  sexual noises.

I unzipped his pants and pulled them to his feet, then pulled his boxers to his knees. His lower was half fully exposed, so he shivered in the cool air. His cock was so much bigger than I expected, but still not huge. It looked about the perfect size. My tongue flicked over his tip and he cried out, completely under my power. I grinned as I put him in my mouth. I only went about half way down, but he was a moaning mess, holding the counter like his life depended on it. I then went all the way down and he shouted again, in extreme pleasure. I licked a strip on the underside of his penis and closed my mouth around one testicle. His eyes shot open as he began to twitch. All it took was a little sucking on his ball for him to come.

He sighed and looked down at me, and I smiled deviously up at him.

"No experiment is legitimate without multiple trials." I grinned and closed my mouth on him once more.