"I love thee." She is limp and boneless, all her limbs overtaken by a sweet lassitude, but manages to lift her head and kiss him properly on the mouth.

She does not want to move, but this position is becoming uncomfortable, so reluctantly she disengages and lays herself alongside him, using his chest as a pillow. That is much better, and she sighs in contentment, wrapping an arm across his waist.