Some of our recent pillow talk actually took place while I was in bed and Mr. Superman was getting all ABU'ed up.
Him: "Why were you playing with my nipples last night?"
Me: "What!? What are you talking about?"
Him: "I guess it wasn't really last night. It was 5 AM'ish and I had been waking up a little. I thought you were already awake because then you got super cuddly and started playing with my nipples."
Me: "I have no idea what you are talking about. Seriously."
Him: "Really? You always get frisky in the middle of the night and do things like that. If I weren't trying to sleep I'd really enjoy it but when I'm sleeping I just wonder why you're being so mean."
Me: "Because I play with your nipples?"
Him: "Yeah among other things."
Me: "Well Sweetie, I really don't remember that at all. It must've been another act of sleep-weirdness. I suppose we can just add it to the list of things I do while sleeping making it true that I really do do EVERYTHING in my sleep. Really though, I don't know why you're complaining. Most guys would love if their woman was trying to get all up on them in the middle of the night."