The Comic Book Contention Complexity
Another of my kissing fics.
Author: trippy41
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 2, 000
Complexity is the measure of the number and strength of interactions of its components.
Penny dodged Sheldon again, waving her loot to in the air to taunt him. He may be taller, but she was faster. Sheldon lunged and she deftly stepped under his arm to run to the opposite side of the living room in 4A. She bounced on the balls of her feet - anticipating his next move.
“Give that back to me!” He growled menacingly. “You’re going to wrinkle my Flash #170 in those man hands of yours!”
Leonard and Raj sat on the couch, their heads going back and forth watching the pair as if they were viewing a tennis game.
“You can have it back when you apologize for saying I was fat!” Penny growled back.
“I never said you were fat! Did you hear me say the word “fat?” Because if you did, perhaps you need your hearing checked!” Sheldon’s sardonic voice was louder, testing her hearing “I know a great audiologist--”
“I do not need my hearing checked!” Penny darted past Sheldon again after he made a break for it. “You need to get your mind checked! I know a great psychologist!” She looked at Leonard, who reddened.
“I don’t need my mind checked - I have an immeasurable I.Q.” He lunged back at her - they circled each other around the kitchen island.
“You need your crazy checked!”
“I’m not crazy! My mother had me tested--”
“How long ago?”
Sheldon stopped, put his fore- and index fingers to his temples, and tried to blow up Penny with his mind.
“Oh no you didn’t!” Penny wagged her fore-finger at him, holding the comic over the sink with her other hand, “What happens to your precious comics when they get wet?” She turned the tap on.
“Comic book!” Sheldon corrected.
“Well your comic book is going to have a bath!” Penny dangled the Flash #170 precariously over the sink.
“Don’t. You. Dare.” Sheldon’s voice had the ‘one-lab-accident-from-super-villain’ tone.
“Or what?” She challenged back.
Sheldon got a gleam in his eye and Penny braced herself. He ran - but in the opposite direction. Towards her apartment - snagging her emergency key on his way out the door.
“Oh hell no!” Penny raced behind him. She slammed the door after her.
Raj looked at Leonard, “Do you think they’re coming back?”
Leonard shrugged. With no entertainment now that Penny and Sheldon were gone, he gestured to the television. “Why don’t you find something to watch, and I’ll make popcorn.” Raj started channel surfing.
Leonard went to the kitchen to start the popcorn, when he noticed that Sheldon’s Flash #170 was still on the kitchen island.
Penny ran into her apartment and stopped. Sheldon had found her weakness. She slammed her door.
“One more step, and the bear gets it!” In his long hands was a Care Bear and a kitchen knife, held to its throat.
Ok, it was a butter knife. But that wasn’t the point. “Not Tenderheart!” He was her favourite.
“Then give me my comic book back.” His eyes narrowed.
Penny looked down at her empty hands, and quickly hid them behind her back. Damn! She’d left her leverage in his apartment. “Apologize.”
“I’ve nothing to apologize for.” Sheldon raised his chin. He took a step towards her.
Penny pouted. “You called me fat.” She took a step back.
“I did not.” He looked down his nose at her. Sheldon took another step closer to her.
She stomped her foot. “You did.” Penny took one more step in the opposite direction.
“Did not.” Sheldon growled, eyes narrowing again. He took a final step.
Penny’s voice was louder. “Did.” She backed into her closed door.
“Not.” Sheldon’s eyebrows hooded over his narrowed eyes. They stood toe to toe.
Penny hollered in frustration and kicked back at her door.
Sheldon huffed out the breath he’d been holding. “This is getting us nowhere.” He looked down at her.
“Whaddya gonna do about it?” Penny challenged again, chin raised.
All she heard was the soft thud and clang as her bear and knife fell to the floor at her feet. Sheldon’s body was suddenly pressed against hers - against her door. His hands in her hair- pulling her up - up- to his lips.
He kissed her.
Penny was so shocked, she didn’t even kiss him back at first. His lips were softly pressing against hers, but Sheldon’s hands left her hair and found her hips - he grasped them firmly. That brought her back and she took in his bottom lip, tracing it with her tongue.
He deepened the kiss - his own tongue making a swipe across her lips - then backed away slightly. “I said you looked voluptuous.” He reclaimed her mouth - pressing his lips harder - darting his tongue in her mouth-then quickly out. “Meaning curvaceous,” he sucked in her bottom lip, then slid it out, “and sexually attractive.”
Penny moaned into his mouth. Wow. Her hands grasped his shirts at his shoulders. She bit his bottom lip - swiping her tongue over after to salve the sting. His turn to moan. Sheldon pressed his hips to her - pulled back for a breath, then captured her lips again. “From the Latin voluptuosus.” He darted his tongue in and out, as his hips pressed then released the pressure against Penny and the door. “Meaning voluptas or,” A long, slow, deep kiss that had Penny shudder, “pleasure.”
Was he seriously giving her a vocabulary lesson while making out with her? And why exactly was that so hot? “Mmm. Sheldon, tell me more.” Penny pulled herself closer to him and wrapped a leg around his. “What does curvaceous mean?” She sucked his lip into her mouth again, nipping teasingly.
Sheldon groaned, then slipped his hands off her hips to cup her ass. “Curvaceous,” he panted between her bites at his lip, “is of a woman-” his hands squeezed, “having an attractively curved shape.”
He pressed his lips again to hers - opened mouths and dueling tongues. Sheldon picked her up and Penny wrapped her other leg around his hips as he pressed her against the door - rocking slightly.
Penny broke their kiss. They looked at one another. Both with lips swollen and arousal in their eyes. She hooked her hands around his neck and her ankles around Sheldon’s waist.
“Penny?”
“Yes Sheldon?”
“Where is my comic book?”
“Safe in your apartment - my bear?
“Will live to rejoin his friends on your shelf.”
“Sheldon?”
“Yes Penny?’
“What exactly are we doing?”
“Finding an excellent way to end an argument.”
The End.
Author: trippy41
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 2, 000
Complexity is the measure of the number and strength of interactions of its components.
Penny dodged Sheldon again, waving her loot to in the air to taunt him. He may be taller, but she was faster. Sheldon lunged and she deftly stepped under his arm to run to the opposite side of the living room in 4A. She bounced on the balls of her feet - anticipating his next move.
“Give that back to me!” He growled menacingly. “You’re going to wrinkle my Flash #170 in those man hands of yours!”
Leonard and Raj sat on the couch, their heads going back and forth watching the pair as if they were viewing a tennis game.
“You can have it back when you apologize for saying I was fat!” Penny growled back.
“I never said you were fat! Did you hear me say the word “fat?” Because if you did, perhaps you need your hearing checked!” Sheldon’s sardonic voice was louder, testing her hearing “I know a great audiologist--”
“I do not need my hearing checked!” Penny darted past Sheldon again after he made a break for it. “You need to get your mind checked! I know a great psychologist!” She looked at Leonard, who reddened.
“I don’t need my mind checked - I have an immeasurable I.Q.” He lunged back at her - they circled each other around the kitchen island.
“You need your crazy checked!”
“I’m not crazy! My mother had me tested--”
“How long ago?”
Sheldon stopped, put his fore- and index fingers to his temples, and tried to blow up Penny with his mind.
“Oh no you didn’t!” Penny wagged her fore-finger at him, holding the comic over the sink with her other hand, “What happens to your precious comics when they get wet?” She turned the tap on.
“Comic book!” Sheldon corrected.
“Well your comic book is going to have a bath!” Penny dangled the Flash #170 precariously over the sink.
“Don’t. You. Dare.” Sheldon’s voice had the ‘one-lab-accident-from-super-villain’ tone.
“Or what?” She challenged back.
Sheldon got a gleam in his eye and Penny braced herself. He ran - but in the opposite direction. Towards her apartment - snagging her emergency key on his way out the door.
“Oh hell no!” Penny raced behind him. She slammed the door after her.
Raj looked at Leonard, “Do you think they’re coming back?”
Leonard shrugged. With no entertainment now that Penny and Sheldon were gone, he gestured to the television. “Why don’t you find something to watch, and I’ll make popcorn.” Raj started channel surfing.
Leonard went to the kitchen to start the popcorn, when he noticed that Sheldon’s Flash #170 was still on the kitchen island.
Penny ran into her apartment and stopped. Sheldon had found her weakness. She slammed her door.
“One more step, and the bear gets it!” In his long hands was a Care Bear and a kitchen knife, held to its throat.
Ok, it was a butter knife. But that wasn’t the point. “Not Tenderheart!” He was her favourite.
“Then give me my comic book back.” His eyes narrowed.
Penny looked down at her empty hands, and quickly hid them behind her back. Damn! She’d left her leverage in his apartment. “Apologize.”
“I’ve nothing to apologize for.” Sheldon raised his chin. He took a step towards her.
Penny pouted. “You called me fat.” She took a step back.
“I did not.” He looked down his nose at her. Sheldon took another step closer to her.
She stomped her foot. “You did.” Penny took one more step in the opposite direction.
“Did not.” Sheldon growled, eyes narrowing again. He took a final step.
Penny’s voice was louder. “Did.” She backed into her closed door.
“Not.” Sheldon’s eyebrows hooded over his narrowed eyes. They stood toe to toe.
Penny hollered in frustration and kicked back at her door.
Sheldon huffed out the breath he’d been holding. “This is getting us nowhere.” He looked down at her.
“Whaddya gonna do about it?” Penny challenged again, chin raised.
All she heard was the soft thud and clang as her bear and knife fell to the floor at her feet. Sheldon’s body was suddenly pressed against hers - against her door. His hands in her hair- pulling her up - up- to his lips.
He kissed her.
Penny was so shocked, she didn’t even kiss him back at first. His lips were softly pressing against hers, but Sheldon’s hands left her hair and found her hips - he grasped them firmly. That brought her back and she took in his bottom lip, tracing it with her tongue.
He deepened the kiss - his own tongue making a swipe across her lips - then backed away slightly. “I said you looked voluptuous.” He reclaimed her mouth - pressing his lips harder - darting his tongue in her mouth-then quickly out. “Meaning curvaceous,” he sucked in her bottom lip, then slid it out, “and sexually attractive.”
Penny moaned into his mouth. Wow. Her hands grasped his shirts at his shoulders. She bit his bottom lip - swiping her tongue over after to salve the sting. His turn to moan. Sheldon pressed his hips to her - pulled back for a breath, then captured her lips again. “From the Latin voluptuosus.” He darted his tongue in and out, as his hips pressed then released the pressure against Penny and the door. “Meaning voluptas or,” A long, slow, deep kiss that had Penny shudder, “pleasure.”
Was he seriously giving her a vocabulary lesson while making out with her? And why exactly was that so hot? “Mmm. Sheldon, tell me more.” Penny pulled herself closer to him and wrapped a leg around his. “What does curvaceous mean?” She sucked his lip into her mouth again, nipping teasingly.
Sheldon groaned, then slipped his hands off her hips to cup her ass. “Curvaceous,” he panted between her bites at his lip, “is of a woman-” his hands squeezed, “having an attractively curved shape.”
He pressed his lips again to hers - opened mouths and dueling tongues. Sheldon picked her up and Penny wrapped her other leg around his hips as he pressed her against the door - rocking slightly.
Penny broke their kiss. They looked at one another. Both with lips swollen and arousal in their eyes. She hooked her hands around his neck and her ankles around Sheldon’s waist.
“Penny?”
“Yes Sheldon?”
“Where is my comic book?”
“Safe in your apartment - my bear?
“Will live to rejoin his friends on your shelf.”
“Sheldon?”
“Yes Penny?’
“What exactly are we doing?”
“Finding an excellent way to end an argument.”
The End.