[Sensing his confusion, she gently strokes his hair. She shuddered slightly at his hand clenching over her back, the fabric of her night shirt being rather thin. Her back arched towards him, her chest pressing further against his.]

It's alright. You don't have to force yourself. I can understand even when you don't say it. You don't have to think about it right now.

[She knew that if she actually told him to sleep he's rail against her; so she instead just did her best to soothe him. To calm him and to keep him there close to her. She wasn't about to let him leave when he was so soft and cored so much about how she felt.]