Shamy/Lenny scenes

The Locomotive Manipulation

Sheldon: What is your problem?

Amy: It's Valentine's Day. We're supposed to be having a romantic weekend.

Sheldon: Oh, really? Because I remember you saying that this trip was going to be something we could both enjoy. Did you mean that, or were you just trying to trick me?

Amy: Fine, it's true. I deserve romance, and I didn't know how else to make it happen.

Sheldon: Well, if you want romance, then let's have romance. Oh, look, there's wine. Mmm. (Gags) Grape juice that burns. Uh, now let's gaze into each other's eyes, hmm? You blinked. I win.

Amy: ... Sheldon...

Sheldon: Let's see, what's next... Oh, kissing's romantic.

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Sheldon's P-O-V

I slammed my lips onto hers and closed my eyes shut. To be honest, I was slightly disgusted at the thought of exchanging about 8 million bacteria every second. But hey, that's what the girl wants... (rolls eyes)
This is really awkward. I never actually knew how kissing felt like. Yeah, Mother amd Meemaw kisses me till my face was covered in spit and bacteria. But this? It's different...

I sucked really hard, mainly because I didn't know how kissing works.

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Amy's P-O-V

All I saw was his face slamming onto mine incredibly quickly. I was shocked at first, almost pushing him away. What is he doing?

His thin, pale lips landed on my chapped, dry lips. I couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. Damn it, I would have put on lip balm if I knew this was gonna happen. But hey, this feels a lot better than that time when a monkey on Viagara tried to kiss me.

I could feel his mouth tensing up. It was like he's sucking the life out of my mouth. I'm not complaining though, this was our first kiss, both with each other and in our ever-so-boring lives.

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It was an awkward moment. Both Sheldon and Amy were inexperienced lovers, let alone being good at kissing.

Sheldon's tall figure made kissing Amy, who was in her Forever-60 flats, difficult.
Sheldon wrapped his mantis-like arms around Amy. Sheldon never liked physical contact, but this only felt natural.

He pulled her in close. His waist straightened, and his neck bent to accommodate Amy's height. He brought her chest close to his. All they could feel and hear was the lub-dub of their pounding heart.

Amy was still at a loss, lost track of her thoughts, lost track of her surroundings. She was confused, but excitement took over her pounding heart. She wrapped one arm around his waist, and slid the other between their chests.

Their hearts seemed to beat at the same pace... rapid but coordinated.

This was a whole new experience. It felt so new, so real.

They broke off from their kiss with a light click from their lips.

By this time, their faces were pink from the constant bombardment of new sensations, their bodies were warm with love, and their breathing deepened due to their racing hearts.  (and also because they sucked so hard they needed more oxygen)