Well, if you want. M'not expectin' you to be in here shackin' up with me the entire time. [ maybe she's joking about it, or trying to mostly keep things light-hearted, or she doesn't want to hope that he might say no and just want to sleep in her bed most of the time instead. so she scoffs lightly, but she can't keep herself from instinctively curving up into the touch of his hand, palm and warm fingers spread across her skin. ]

Then again, there's... plenty of space in here too. [ she says it dreamily, a little deliriously after he kisses her with so much warmth behind it, and it's hard not to feel really good in this moment, like nothing bad can touch them here while they're together basking in the shared afterglow. she's already chasing his mouth again, needing more, feeling like she can never have enough. ] Bed big enough for the both of us.