Kou really was the most comfortable wall. And said wall was coming with more and more perks as this moment evolved. Though it wasn't initially a conscious effort, the movement of her hips backwards managed to illicit a response from the white haired lad. He ground himself against her bringing an added bit of motion to her body. What a strange evolution they were taking, a time before now, she'd accidentally touched him and freaked herself out about it. Right now, she was pretending to be sleep and enjoying the feelings of their bodies rocking against each other. In fact, the pulsing of his bulge as he pushed it more firmly against her backside, was met by the shifting of her person ever so slightly. It would have been almost as if she was uncomfortable, trying to find the exact right way to line them up.... but it would never be that simple. No, she aimed to put the arm she slept on, in position to allow her to feel the press of her hand against her womanhood on the opposing strokes that she rocked her hips against his manhood.
Oh but this was a fresh kind of danger, there was nothing separating them, and she didn't trust herself to properly stifle a noise which could come from her mouth. But was an 'accidental' moan a problem if he thought she was sleep? She'd already practically admitted to being a bit of a pervert... one could only assume the kinds of dreams she had... and would have if she chased this particular line of thought to fruition. Of course, it was also always an option to undertake this whole thing from a point of wakefulness... ah but this state came without obvious embarrassment for both parties, an opportunity which couldn't necessarily be wasted. Whatever, she was fully committed to this, and as such her hips moved against his in a seemingly natural way, and her pearl was ever so gently brushed by the hand beneath her. Her body broke out into goose flesh, but that only made it more believable that she'd huddle closer, even as her face burned red and her breathing labored ever so slightly.