She makes a noise that's pure disappointment, and she murmurs against his mouth before he pulls back- "There's nothing wrong with making out." Although she's hoping that making out becomes more than making out, and that's a bad idea, and she just sighs, her forehead against his.

"I like it when you touch me," she whispers, and she shakes her head, shifting so that they can still be curled together, and her thigh's still bare on his but it's shifted back a little so it's her ankle against the side of his calf instead of the heel on the back of it, and she sighs, knowing she should just go to sleep.