She sighed contently against him, letting that little smile break through. As tired as he was, he still wanted more. With no more than a little brush against his skin, it was obvious. She would probably try, if only it wasn't so difficult to move.

It didn't bother her anyway. She felt plenty peaceful just laying against him. "Don't worry about it," she mumbled again against him, voice muffled into his shoulder.

She buried her head deeper into his shoulder, inadvertently slipping off into quiet, content sleep.