Bod reached down, curling a hand around her leg and hitching it up against the side of his hips so he could scoot a little closer and let his hips rest flush against hers.

Considering they were both wearing thing pajamas, he figured it'd make for something else for her to mind to focus on and cling to. To further encourage that, he rocked against her, just once, and stayed against her so she could feel him get harder and harder.

That kiss got a little harder, a little more physical, a sort of indication that was turning things from slow and steady to more physical and aggressive. More needy.