Time passed and without Killian having to help her, Amelia had fallen asleep with her on her own. In the middle of them talking, Killian realized her voice got quieter and eventually she stopped replying to him. It was either the exhaustion from their intimacy or her finally having a moment to rest after a busy day.
Killian wasn't in need of the rest like Amelia was as time was different for his kind. He found himself unable to leave the bed to at least get something to drink. Amelia's head was pressed against his chest, her left arm on his stomach, and her left leg thrown over his legs.
One of the two of them would be quite embarrassed in the morning while the other would find full enjoyment in it. Amelia had laid her head against his chest once before when she was deep in sleep and looking for something to get close to but it was never like this.
