The Cheesecake Factory Freezer Fractal
One of my fics from the kissing prompt that we did.
Author: trippy41
Rating: Pg-13
Word Count: 1, 415
A fractal is a nested pattern that shows the same symmetry/geometry at any scale a pattern is looked at.
Tuesday evening and Sheldon was sitting at his table as always. What was different was that he was alone. “Hey Sheldon. Where are the guys?” She had her notepad out, but it was really only a prop. She remembered orders easily - and his was probably already on the grill once the cook saw him sit down.
“Leonard is still at work and Howard is sick. Raj dropped me off and went over to check on him.”
“Wouldn’t his mother take care of him?”
Sheldon shrugged.
“Well, I’ll go get your drink then, and make sure your barbeque burger is on,” Penny turned on her heel to head to the kitchen.
She was at the drink station pouring his lemonade, when the cook, Ed, came up behind her. “Penny, we have a problem.”
“What?”
Ed looked at her wide-eyed. “We’re out of hamburgers - you’re going to have to tell your boyfriend to order something else or go home.”
“Ok. One - how can we be out of hamburgers? It’s one of the best sellers! Two. He won’t order something else - what part of “Crazy Hamburger Guy” did you forget at our last staff meeting? Three. He won’t go home without his burger and four. - He is NOT my boyfriend!”
“Whatever doll. You can go find some in the freezer or you can get him something else. He’s your problem - I got other orders to fill.” And with that, Ed went back to work.
Penny took a deep breath and went out to deal with Sheldon. “Here ya go sweetie,”” Penny began, giving him his drink, spilling some.
He looked at her warily, “What? Your hand is shaking.”
“Sheldon,” she sat down across from him, “I have bad news - The Cheesecake Factory is out of hamburgers.”
“Ridiculous. Impossible.” Sheldon shook his head. “It’s one of this establishment’s main menu item other than the cheesecake.”
“That’s what I said!” Penny put on her most convincing indignant face. “The cook did say there might be some in the freezer.””
Sheldon got up and pulled on her elbow to follow, “Then what are we waiting for?””
“Sheldon! I can find a box of hamburgers myself, you know. I do work here!””
“Nonsense. I’ve been in your freezer before and know how disorganized it is - we’ll be able to find a box that much faster with the two of us.”” They were at the freezer door - with Sheldon pulling her along, she’d had to step quickly to keep up with his long strides. He threw open the door and pulled her in - the door shutting quickly behind them.
“No-o!” Penny tried to grab the handle to the door but it was too late. “Dammit!”
“What?”
Penny jiggled the handled a few times, “The latch to the freezer door has been sticking lately.”
Sheldon moved her away from the door and tried to open it as well. “It would appear you are right.”
“Now what?” She shivered.
“We find the hamburger boxes,” Sheldon began to look around, “someone will notice you missing and be here soon.” He started to sort through the cheesecake boxes. “When does Bernadette begin her shift?”
“She’s probably here already,” Penny relaxed slightly, though still shivering. Bernadette would notice her missing. She began shifting boxes of french fries.
“Success!” He held up the box of hamburgers. “There are several here.” He put the box down as he noticed Penny shivering more. “Are you cold?”
“Wow - great observation for a scientist.”
“Sarcasm.”
Bonus points for not saying it as a question, Penny thought to herself as she pointed to her nose.
Sheldon moved towards her and wrapped his arms around her, “In the Arctic, one night we lost power, and Howard, Raj, Leonard and I had to huddle naked to share our body heat and survive the night.”
She’d heard - well at least a version of it - from Leonard. “Sheldon. I am. Not. Taking. Off. My. Clothes!” But she curled into his warmth.
“I doubt it will come to that.” Sheldon raised an eyebrow with a corner of his mouth. “However we should keep our options open depending on how long we are in here.”
Penny looked up at that and caught his half-smile. She poked him in the ribs playfully, “Not gonna happen, Moonpie.”
“Don’t,” Sheldon tugged her closer, pressing her hips closer to him, “call me Moonpie.” His strong grip was still clinging to her hips.
“Whaddya gonna do? Give me a strike?” Sheldon’s smirk had turned to a sneer. “Cos you know how well that worked for you last time.” Penny grinned wickedly up at him. She wasn’t sure why she was taunting him- in a locked room no less! No escape to her apartment when she pushed his buttons.
“This.” Sheldon took one hand from her hip and grabbed the back of her head - long fingers in her hair, and pulled her up - crushing his lips to hers. She made a noise at the back of her throat that might have been “Stop!” or could have been “Don’t stop!” She wasn’t too damn sure of anything right at the moment.
He gave her a moment to breathe. “What was that?” Penny’s eyes were wide.
Sheldon’s were dark as he looked down to her. “An effective way to stay warm.” He pulled her lips to him again - this time taking her bottom lip in his - first with his teeth lightly pulling then his tongue lightly swiping it.
Then again. Again.
And dammit, if he wasn’t right as always. Penny was very warm. Her hands fell to his waist, tucking them under his shirts, and into the back of his pants - to keep them warm of course, she rationalized.
Sheldon was curved around her - Penny barely had to stay on tip-toe any longer. His lips moved to encase hers - his tongue darting in just enough to brush along her lips. Once his tongue broke into her mouth, his hand moved from her hip and grabbed a cold thigh with his warm hand and pulled her up against his hips.
Penny moaned. His tongue was darting in and out of her mouth. With the same rhythm, Sheldon was moving her thigh against his - back and forth.
She moaned again. Again.
This is what she ran from when she pushed his buttons? Penny wanted to push them all as she felt his arousal against her denim Cheesecake Factory skirt and her Tuesday panties underneath.
Sheldon’s mouth left hers and trailed down her neck. He pushed aside her uniform blouse and bit down hard where her neck met her shoulder.
“Sh-Sheldon!” Penny gasped. She wanted to ask why?- how? - but no words would form as he started the rhythm again. Bite and lick - at her neck. Back and forth - her thigh and his hips. Her hands slipped further down the back of his pants and pressed him even closer to her.
Oh.
Oh.
“Sheldon” Penny groaned. He pulled his mouth from her neck and captured her lips again. He pressed his lips roughly to hers and kissed her deeply while his hips bucked - losing their rhythm.
Penny was close. So close.
Close--
A click and the door swung open, revealing Ed with his hands on his hips.
Penny and Sheldon were off each other fast. Sheldon picked up the hamburger box and held it in front of him. He walked past the cook, head slightly bent - a boy with his hand caught in the cookie jar.
Penny straightened her skirt to follow him.
Ed frowned. “Penny - girl - don’t be making out with you boyfriend at work, huh? If our manager had caught you - well you’d be fired - and I don’t want to see that. Save it for the bedroom, doll.”
“He’s not my - fine.” She nodded and walked past him.
Penny went out onto the floor, and Sheldon was sitting at his table looking as composed as usual.
“I left the hamburger box in the kitchen. May I have a new drink? This one has been unattended for too long to deem it safe to consume.”
Penny rolled her eyes. Same Sheldon. And only a few minutes ago, he’d had his tongue down her throat! “Fine. Do you still want your hamburger?”
Sheldon’s eyes went from hers, and moved slowly down her body. “Yes. I am very hungry.”
Penny’s eyes went wide.
Oh.
The End.
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Author: trippy41
Rating: Pg-13
Word Count: 1, 415
A fractal is a nested pattern that shows the same symmetry/geometry at any scale a pattern is looked at.
Tuesday evening and Sheldon was sitting at his table as always. What was different was that he was alone. “Hey Sheldon. Where are the guys?” She had her notepad out, but it was really only a prop. She remembered orders easily - and his was probably already on the grill once the cook saw him sit down.
“Leonard is still at work and Howard is sick. Raj dropped me off and went over to check on him.”
“Wouldn’t his mother take care of him?”
Sheldon shrugged.
“Well, I’ll go get your drink then, and make sure your barbeque burger is on,” Penny turned on her heel to head to the kitchen.
She was at the drink station pouring his lemonade, when the cook, Ed, came up behind her. “Penny, we have a problem.”
“What?”
Ed looked at her wide-eyed. “We’re out of hamburgers - you’re going to have to tell your boyfriend to order something else or go home.”
“Ok. One - how can we be out of hamburgers? It’s one of the best sellers! Two. He won’t order something else - what part of “Crazy Hamburger Guy” did you forget at our last staff meeting? Three. He won’t go home without his burger and four. - He is NOT my boyfriend!”
“Whatever doll. You can go find some in the freezer or you can get him something else. He’s your problem - I got other orders to fill.” And with that, Ed went back to work.
Penny took a deep breath and went out to deal with Sheldon. “Here ya go sweetie,”” Penny began, giving him his drink, spilling some.
He looked at her warily, “What? Your hand is shaking.”
“Sheldon,” she sat down across from him, “I have bad news - The Cheesecake Factory is out of hamburgers.”
“Ridiculous. Impossible.” Sheldon shook his head. “It’s one of this establishment’s main menu item other than the cheesecake.”
“That’s what I said!” Penny put on her most convincing indignant face. “The cook did say there might be some in the freezer.””
Sheldon got up and pulled on her elbow to follow, “Then what are we waiting for?””
“Sheldon! I can find a box of hamburgers myself, you know. I do work here!””
“Nonsense. I’ve been in your freezer before and know how disorganized it is - we’ll be able to find a box that much faster with the two of us.”” They were at the freezer door - with Sheldon pulling her along, she’d had to step quickly to keep up with his long strides. He threw open the door and pulled her in - the door shutting quickly behind them.
“No-o!” Penny tried to grab the handle to the door but it was too late. “Dammit!”
“What?”
Penny jiggled the handled a few times, “The latch to the freezer door has been sticking lately.”
Sheldon moved her away from the door and tried to open it as well. “It would appear you are right.”
“Now what?” She shivered.
“We find the hamburger boxes,” Sheldon began to look around, “someone will notice you missing and be here soon.” He started to sort through the cheesecake boxes. “When does Bernadette begin her shift?”
“She’s probably here already,” Penny relaxed slightly, though still shivering. Bernadette would notice her missing. She began shifting boxes of french fries.
“Success!” He held up the box of hamburgers. “There are several here.” He put the box down as he noticed Penny shivering more. “Are you cold?”
“Wow - great observation for a scientist.”
“Sarcasm.”
Bonus points for not saying it as a question, Penny thought to herself as she pointed to her nose.
Sheldon moved towards her and wrapped his arms around her, “In the Arctic, one night we lost power, and Howard, Raj, Leonard and I had to huddle naked to share our body heat and survive the night.”
She’d heard - well at least a version of it - from Leonard. “Sheldon. I am. Not. Taking. Off. My. Clothes!” But she curled into his warmth.
“I doubt it will come to that.” Sheldon raised an eyebrow with a corner of his mouth. “However we should keep our options open depending on how long we are in here.”
Penny looked up at that and caught his half-smile. She poked him in the ribs playfully, “Not gonna happen, Moonpie.”
“Don’t,” Sheldon tugged her closer, pressing her hips closer to him, “call me Moonpie.” His strong grip was still clinging to her hips.
“Whaddya gonna do? Give me a strike?” Sheldon’s smirk had turned to a sneer. “Cos you know how well that worked for you last time.” Penny grinned wickedly up at him. She wasn’t sure why she was taunting him- in a locked room no less! No escape to her apartment when she pushed his buttons.
“This.” Sheldon took one hand from her hip and grabbed the back of her head - long fingers in her hair, and pulled her up - crushing his lips to hers. She made a noise at the back of her throat that might have been “Stop!” or could have been “Don’t stop!” She wasn’t too damn sure of anything right at the moment.
He gave her a moment to breathe. “What was that?” Penny’s eyes were wide.
Sheldon’s were dark as he looked down to her. “An effective way to stay warm.” He pulled her lips to him again - this time taking her bottom lip in his - first with his teeth lightly pulling then his tongue lightly swiping it.
Then again. Again.
And dammit, if he wasn’t right as always. Penny was very warm. Her hands fell to his waist, tucking them under his shirts, and into the back of his pants - to keep them warm of course, she rationalized.
Sheldon was curved around her - Penny barely had to stay on tip-toe any longer. His lips moved to encase hers - his tongue darting in just enough to brush along her lips. Once his tongue broke into her mouth, his hand moved from her hip and grabbed a cold thigh with his warm hand and pulled her up against his hips.
Penny moaned. His tongue was darting in and out of her mouth. With the same rhythm, Sheldon was moving her thigh against his - back and forth.
She moaned again. Again.
This is what she ran from when she pushed his buttons? Penny wanted to push them all as she felt his arousal against her denim Cheesecake Factory skirt and her Tuesday panties underneath.
Sheldon’s mouth left hers and trailed down her neck. He pushed aside her uniform blouse and bit down hard where her neck met her shoulder.
“Sh-Sheldon!” Penny gasped. She wanted to ask why?- how? - but no words would form as he started the rhythm again. Bite and lick - at her neck. Back and forth - her thigh and his hips. Her hands slipped further down the back of his pants and pressed him even closer to her.
Oh.
Oh.
“Sheldon” Penny groaned. He pulled his mouth from her neck and captured her lips again. He pressed his lips roughly to hers and kissed her deeply while his hips bucked - losing their rhythm.
Penny was close. So close.
Close--
A click and the door swung open, revealing Ed with his hands on his hips.
Penny and Sheldon were off each other fast. Sheldon picked up the hamburger box and held it in front of him. He walked past the cook, head slightly bent - a boy with his hand caught in the cookie jar.
Penny straightened her skirt to follow him.
Ed frowned. “Penny - girl - don’t be making out with you boyfriend at work, huh? If our manager had caught you - well you’d be fired - and I don’t want to see that. Save it for the bedroom, doll.”
“He’s not my - fine.” She nodded and walked past him.
Penny went out onto the floor, and Sheldon was sitting at his table looking as composed as usual.
“I left the hamburger box in the kitchen. May I have a new drink? This one has been unattended for too long to deem it safe to consume.”
Penny rolled her eyes. Same Sheldon. And only a few minutes ago, he’d had his tongue down her throat! “Fine. Do you still want your hamburger?”
Sheldon’s eyes went from hers, and moved slowly down her body. “Yes. I am very hungry.”
Penny’s eyes went wide.
Oh.
The End.
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