Red's hand smoothed down Minala's front, caressing her stomach and snuggling against her back, a content purr in his throat. "It'd be my honour," He whispered against her neck, a happy trill and an exciting wriggling of his ears. A nibble against her shoulder and he kissed down her arm.
"What did you want to do for the rest of today?" He said softly, looking up at the ceiling of the tent, enjoying how the light filtered in to cast a gentle low on them. "I think they left food out," He smiled, nuzzling against her neck and moving his hands up and down her front. "I don't want to move," He admitted, "I want to stay like this forever."