fic: "The Intimacy Paradigm" (NC-17)
More fic! The prompts at bbt_kink are so amazingly inspiring.
Title: The Intimacy Paradigm
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Slash, masturbation, Sheldon being Sheldon
Pairing: Leonard/Penny, unrequited Leonard/Sheldon
Summary: Sheldon tries to figure out Leonard and Penny’s carnal relationship the only way he knows how.
Word Count: 641
Notes: Written for the following prompt at bbt_kink: Leonard/Sheldon - Angsty Masturbation: Sheldon can hear the sounds of Leonard and Penny enjoying themselves through the walls and imagines what it would be like to be in Penny's place.
When I found out the original post of this was recc'd at bbt_imho, I just about peed myself. I'm floored at the warm welcome this fandom has given me!
Disclaimer: I own nothing, not even the plot idea.
The sounds of coitus were always interrupting his sleep these days.
A creak of the bed, whispered words (most often “Shh!” or “right there-“), a muffled giggle. Sheldon isn’t sure what’s so funny about sex, but he isn’t about to ask.
Sometimes, he wears his noise-cancelling headphones. A slight turn of the head jostles him awake later in the night, when he makes sure the apartment is again quiet before removing them.
Sometimes, he listens, trying to ascertain the activity beyond the shared wall. He has a lab notebook set aside for such occasions, where he logs each sound in sequence, scribbling down inferences about their actions in a separate column. After a few of these nights, he has what he considers a fairly accurate sequence of events for the encounters. He thinks about asking Leonard to confirm his theories, but something tells him that it isn’t proper social protocol.
He even contemplates asking Wolowitz to look over his notes, but that would lead to the inevitable question of why he was taking notes in the first place.
He has a basic biological understanding of sex. He can rattle off the physiological symptoms of sexual arousal without batting an eyelash: increased heart rate and rate of respiration, dilated pupils, release of progesterone and testosterone, engorgement of genitals. He knows the most efficient way to bring himself to orgasm when the bothersome need strikes him.
What Sheldon struggles with are the emotions Leonard and Penny so prominently display, both during and after the sexual act. What compels them to regularly copulate, with no intention to procreate? Why does their intimacy extend into the morning hours, Penny completely disrupting his and Leonard’s morning routine with dancing and French toast? Why is Leonard so content attaching himself to Penny, who despite her kindness and beauty is nothing but a hormone-driven specimen of hopelessly mediocre intellect?
His unequalled mind turns these thoughts over and over, processing in the background even as he works to unravel the rest of the universe, whiteboard full of equations. He dares not use a whiteboard for the Leonard-Penny problem, lest either of them see it.
After a while, he takes to experimenting on the nights their activity delays his sleep. He slips out of his briefs and pyjama bottoms silently, taking cock in hand as he listens, his extensive notes helping him visualise the cause of those muffled moans, the slide of bedclothes against skin.
He imagines Leonard atop Penny (he can tell by the rhythmic shifting of the mattress-when Penny is on top, the shifting is much more irregular), perhaps kissing her or her throat while she grips his arms.
As he hardens further, moving his hand in time with Leonard’s thrusts in the next room, Penny’s face changes to his own, her small frame morphing into his own lankier one. Leonard is kissing his throat, stroking their cocks together in that steady rhythm. A muffled gasp from the next room (Leonard’s, by the lower register) accompanies an increase in the rate of shifting, and Sheldon adjusts accordingly-he imagines applying his mouth to Leonard’s clavicle, trailing up to meet him finally in a kiss. The shift of bedclothes illustrates fantasy-Sheldon wrapping a leg around Leonard’s thigh, much as Penny (theoretically) does.
Nearing the edge, Sheldon rocks into his own hand, still keeping pace with the couple on the other side of the wall. A loud groan from the other room pushes him over the edge and he comes silently as always, spilling onto his hand and stomach. The movement in the next room suddenly stops, and Sheldon grabs a baby wipe from his bedside drawer and meticulously cleans himself before adding to his lab notebook.
Unexpected physiological response to theoretically replacing Penny with self. Increased intensity in personal arousal, vague discomfort in chest cavity-jealousy? Indigestion?
Reviews and constructive criticism are greatly appreciated!
Title: The Intimacy Paradigm
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Slash, masturbation, Sheldon being Sheldon
Pairing: Leonard/Penny, unrequited Leonard/Sheldon
Summary: Sheldon tries to figure out Leonard and Penny’s carnal relationship the only way he knows how.
Word Count: 641
Notes: Written for the following prompt at bbt_kink: Leonard/Sheldon - Angsty Masturbation: Sheldon can hear the sounds of Leonard and Penny enjoying themselves through the walls and imagines what it would be like to be in Penny's place.
When I found out the original post of this was recc'd at bbt_imho, I just about peed myself. I'm floored at the warm welcome this fandom has given me!
Disclaimer: I own nothing, not even the plot idea.
The sounds of coitus were always interrupting his sleep these days.
A creak of the bed, whispered words (most often “Shh!” or “right there-“), a muffled giggle. Sheldon isn’t sure what’s so funny about sex, but he isn’t about to ask.
Sometimes, he wears his noise-cancelling headphones. A slight turn of the head jostles him awake later in the night, when he makes sure the apartment is again quiet before removing them.
Sometimes, he listens, trying to ascertain the activity beyond the shared wall. He has a lab notebook set aside for such occasions, where he logs each sound in sequence, scribbling down inferences about their actions in a separate column. After a few of these nights, he has what he considers a fairly accurate sequence of events for the encounters. He thinks about asking Leonard to confirm his theories, but something tells him that it isn’t proper social protocol.
He even contemplates asking Wolowitz to look over his notes, but that would lead to the inevitable question of why he was taking notes in the first place.
He has a basic biological understanding of sex. He can rattle off the physiological symptoms of sexual arousal without batting an eyelash: increased heart rate and rate of respiration, dilated pupils, release of progesterone and testosterone, engorgement of genitals. He knows the most efficient way to bring himself to orgasm when the bothersome need strikes him.
What Sheldon struggles with are the emotions Leonard and Penny so prominently display, both during and after the sexual act. What compels them to regularly copulate, with no intention to procreate? Why does their intimacy extend into the morning hours, Penny completely disrupting his and Leonard’s morning routine with dancing and French toast? Why is Leonard so content attaching himself to Penny, who despite her kindness and beauty is nothing but a hormone-driven specimen of hopelessly mediocre intellect?
His unequalled mind turns these thoughts over and over, processing in the background even as he works to unravel the rest of the universe, whiteboard full of equations. He dares not use a whiteboard for the Leonard-Penny problem, lest either of them see it.
After a while, he takes to experimenting on the nights their activity delays his sleep. He slips out of his briefs and pyjama bottoms silently, taking cock in hand as he listens, his extensive notes helping him visualise the cause of those muffled moans, the slide of bedclothes against skin.
He imagines Leonard atop Penny (he can tell by the rhythmic shifting of the mattress-when Penny is on top, the shifting is much more irregular), perhaps kissing her or her throat while she grips his arms.
As he hardens further, moving his hand in time with Leonard’s thrusts in the next room, Penny’s face changes to his own, her small frame morphing into his own lankier one. Leonard is kissing his throat, stroking their cocks together in that steady rhythm. A muffled gasp from the next room (Leonard’s, by the lower register) accompanies an increase in the rate of shifting, and Sheldon adjusts accordingly-he imagines applying his mouth to Leonard’s clavicle, trailing up to meet him finally in a kiss. The shift of bedclothes illustrates fantasy-Sheldon wrapping a leg around Leonard’s thigh, much as Penny (theoretically) does.
Nearing the edge, Sheldon rocks into his own hand, still keeping pace with the couple on the other side of the wall. A loud groan from the other room pushes him over the edge and he comes silently as always, spilling onto his hand and stomach. The movement in the next room suddenly stops, and Sheldon grabs a baby wipe from his bedside drawer and meticulously cleans himself before adding to his lab notebook.
Unexpected physiological response to theoretically replacing Penny with self. Increased intensity in personal arousal, vague discomfort in chest cavity-jealousy? Indigestion?
Reviews and constructive criticism are greatly appreciated!