Grissom and Sara laid between two blankets, in the cold desert air. Both bodies dripped for sweat. As Grissom rested his forehead against Sara's their breathing slowly steadied. Their hot, moist lips brushed each others as they just laid there.
"Am I hurting you?" He asked her softly.
Sara smiled and just shook her head because all she could do was think, 'How could he hurt me after that, my god.'
"So, have you ever made love in the desert at night under the stars?" He moved his kisses down along her neck.
"No, I can't say I have. Good thing you lost the car keys, huh."
Grissom shot up and looked in to her eyes. "Who said I lost the keys?"
Sara looked confused, "but you said…"
"I said the door was locked and I couldn't open it." He saw a look of annoyance in her eyes. "Do you forgive me?"
"Hmmm that depends."
"On what?"
"Well…" Her fingers tickled the back of his neck. "Have you ever made love twice in one night in the desert?" She smiled and pulled his mouth down to hers.
