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Gravity	By : FemmeBono Category: 1 through F > The Big Bang Theory Views: 9703 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Big Bang Theory, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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There was a knock on the door at three minutes before seven. Clearly, Sheldon thought, this man did not know Penny at all. She would at least be another eighteen minutes getting ready as she completely trashed both her bedroom and their shared bathroom. His eyes narrowed at the door as another knock sounded.
“Sheldon! Can you get that please? I’m not ready!” Penny called, hopping into the hallway with one heel on and the other in her hand as she simultaneously tried to slide it on her foot. She was wearing a purple body-hugging dress with her hair pulled back to one side and a yellow Penny Blossom clipped into her blond tresses.
Sheldon stepped over to the door and opened it about four inches. The man standing there was prematurely thinning on top and an inch shorter than himself. There was no color anywhere in his attire, and he looked distinctly nonplussed to have a man at the door.
“Yes?” Sheldon asked archly.
“Um, is ah Penny here?” he stammered.
“Penny who?” Sheldon asked warily.
“Penny Harlow?”
“Sheldon!” Penny called from the hall again. “What are you doing, ya fruitcake? Let him in!”
Reluctantly, Sheldon eased the door open and stood back, allowing Trevor to step in. Then he simply stood, hand on the doorknob, as if waiting for Trevor to change his mind.
Trevor cleared his throat. “So, you must be ah Penny’s…” he raised a finger, tapped his lips with it as if trying to deduce just what Sheldon was to Penny. Sheldon supplied nothing, simply staring back, his brow arched derisively. “Friend?”
“Oh yes,” Sheldon winked at the clearly uncomfortable man. “We are definitely friends.”
“Is she—is she coming?” he asked, glancing back at the hallway.
“Not anytime soon,” Sheldon said, then snuffled at his double entendre and walked back over to his computer chair to have a seat.
Since he had not been asked to have a seat, Trevor stayed standing and removed his jacket to drape over his hands. “So what do you do—Sheldon, was it?”
“That’s Dr. Cooper to you. I work at Caltech as well. I am a notable theoretical physicist, whimsical genius, and future recipient of the Nobel Prize. What do you do, besides read books?”
“Ah, well,” Trevor said, clearly flustered. “I too could be considered a scientist.”
Sheldon’s eyebrows shot to his hairline. “Sarcasm?”
“Well, no.”
“Do tell,” Sheldon stated, turning in his chair and propping a foot across his knee and clasping his hands behind his head. “I so need some amusement this evening.”
Trevor frowned at Sheldon.
“I’ll have you know, I am actually an anthropologist as well. I travel to foreign countries and observe cultural practices of—”
“Oh I see,” Sheldon drawled. “You mean the soft sciences.”
Trevor sighed, resigned that this conversation was getting nowhere. “Where is Penny?” he asked beseechingly, as though he could wish hard enough and she would appear.
Sheldon merely gazed back at him as though he had not heard. He flicked a gaze toward the hallway as Penny strode into view. He schooled his features to blandness just as Trevor’s jaw dropped.
“Sheldon, sweetie, did you ask Trevor to sit down?”
“No Kitten, I didn’t,” he said sweetly. “We were just discussing what we do for a living when you came in.”
Penny spared Sheldon a curious glance at the nickname he had not used since he was embracing a life of nonchalance and bongo drums. Then Trevor spoke up.
“Yes, Sheldon was telling me he works in theoretical physics.”
“Yeah, he’s an actual, real scientist,” Penny said, trying to convey that there was more to Sheldon than the character t-shirts and awkwardness. Based on his and Sheldon’s earlier discussion, however, Trevor took it wrongly.
“Yes, Sheldon intimated too that he has a certain disdain for other sciences.”
“If by ‘other sciences’ you mean pseudo-sciences, then yes,” Sheldon intoned.
“Look, I don’t know what sort of relationship the two of you have here, but I feel that I am a bit superfluous, Penny, and I have no idea why you made a date with me when your live-in ‘sweetie’ is right here like a dragon at the gate. I’m sorry, but I really don’t think this evening should continue.”
With that, even as Penny stammered for a response and struggled to decipher exactly what he meant, Trevor turned and let himself out of the apartment. Penny was rendered speechless for only a moment before she turned, narrowing her eyes suspiciously at Sheldon who had adopted an innocent mien.
He stood, twitching back and forth with his hands clasped behind his back as he gave his shoes the utmost attention, avoiding her gaze.
“Sheldon.”
“Yes?”
“What did you do?”
“Nothing.” Twitch.
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“Sheldon! What the hell?” Penny turned; stomping after Sheldon as he went into the kitchen and calmly poured himself a glass of apple juice. He looked mildly back at her, as though he could not fathom how she was offended. But he knew what he had done, she realized, the arched eyebrow was what gave him away.
“You intimidated him, insulted him, and you are going to try and act like you don’t realize what you’ve done?” she snapped. “Why did you just do that?”
“Penny,” Sheldon said as though he were about to launch into a lecture of pure condescension. “That man was not even your type, much less did you have any prurient interest in him. I would argue that you were simply going through the proverbial motions, and I cannot even fathom why.”
“You have no right—no right whatsoever—to tell me who I am into and who I’m not into!”
“Penny,” he said slowly, clasping his hands behind his back and going into full lecture mode. “You clearly showed no signs of arousal or interest in that plebeian, low-minded boor. He—“
“That’s enough!” she said, her eyes wide, hands vising as if they wanted nothing more than to slip around his throat. “If you ever do that again, I swear I will sell every action figure you own and take my scissors to your Flash t-shirts. Just because you have no interest in sex and cannot for the life of you understand what it is to be human or be stuck in a dry spell—“
“I’ve told you before, woman, that you are playing with forces beyond your ken,” he cut in harshly, his eyes gone dark.
“And I’ve told you before, your ken can—“before she could finish Sheldon grabbed her upper arms and spun her. She slapped her hands on the island, the edge pressing into her ribcage as he stepped up behind her. He leaned into her, his mouth tickling her ear.
“What do you want me to kiss, Penny?” he breathed.
Penny was shocked speechless. What the hell?? Where was her Moonpie, and who was this guy? His hand slipped down her side and splayed around her waist, his thumb rubbing languidly across the silk of her dress. She could feel the evidence of a growing erection pressing into her behind. Just when she began to feel the inkling of fear, he took a half step back and lifted her hair to brush his lips against her ear.
“Do not make the mistake that simply because I find sex messy and mostly unnecessary that I’ve never done it, nor have urges just like any other man. I told you I have a working knowledge of everything in the universe.”
He traced his hands down her arms and laid them over hers on the island.
“Everything you do has an effect on me, but that is no reason to succumb to those base urges and rut like an animal. I am in control of them, and there is a time and a place. But Kitten, understand this too: you may be a ‘big ole five’, but I am a ten.”
With that, he stepped back, turned and walked steadily to his room, closing his door. Penny whooshed out a breath and stayed leaning on the island in case her shaky legs gave out on her. Holy crap on a cracker! She closed her mouth with a snap. That did not just happen, she thought. Sheldon Cooper did not just go alpha male and get her motor going like that, only to leave her panting in the middle of the kitchen! She needed to make a phone call… on the roof, out of Vulcan hearing.
She snatched her phone off the coffee table and took the stairs two at a time. Leonard wasn’t even sure Sheldon had a deal, so clearly this called for someone with a lot more history with Sheldon. Penny clicked through her contacts to the one she was looking for and slammed through the roof access door, stopping only to stare out at the familiar scene of Pasadena spread out before her. She wondered what else was teeming under the surface that she had never seen or thought of, and then the call connected.
“Hey Missy?” she said, her voice shaky with the keen arousal she was trying to fight. “We need to talk.”
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