Peter fell into Peggy's grip as she pulled him with her, collapsing onto the bed, hands moving to grip into the sheets on either side of her so as not to completely collapse on her, though when her leg lifted he did settle further in, a hand immediately raising to grip at the back of that thigh that wrapped around him.
Squeezing into her skin, his breathing only grew more excited in anticipation, and his tongue rolled lovingly against her own, sliding past her lips and strengthening their kiss.