Minala had to focus a lot of effort in not reacting to how sensitive she still was as he cleaned her off. She focused on breathing, just breathing, in and out, this was fine...
Then he was looking up at her, the cloth hovering between her legs, and she frowned slightly. "What-?"
Before she could finish the question he's jerked her against him and his mouth was on hers. She squealed, shocked frozen for a moment, then eagerly kissed him back. Her arms twined around his neck and she stumbled a bit as he moved them back toward the pillows and blankets.
But then his hand was back, fingers touching and slipping inside and oh Fire she felt his teeth on her skin and just wanted more. "Red," she panted, then moaned as he suckled at her breast. "Red- Fire, don't stop!"
She looked down at him, eyes hazy and lips parted as she drew panting breaths. Her legs had started to shake and her arms around his shoulder were as much for support as they were for contact. "You," she breathed. "You make me happy. Just- just keep doing that- ah! Mmn..." she leaned in for another kiss as shivers wracked her frame.
This felt better than before, better than anything she could have imagined. She could feel him grinding against her and whimpered, part of her thinking she should touch him too, but she could focus passed how his fingers were doing that thing and his tongue and the fluttery heat in her belly that coiled tighter and tighter and-
Minala's head fell back and she trembled gently as she came with a soft cry, Red's name caught somewhere in the middle of it. Her knees shook, then gave out as she collapsed against him, panting.