[ the familiar way she says his name - the uniquely Sara way she says it; it makes him feel weak in the legs, and he leans against the arm until he's sure he's got her.

then his hands start slipping up under the hem of her shirt, alternating between helping her stay up and groping her ass, and riding his hands up her back, desperate for her skin, sinking into her lips, tongue slipping out to deepen their kiss. ]