Riftan silently regarded her flushed face before removing the wet towel. Maxi hastily closed her legs when she felt a trickle down her thigh.
Her face burning, she stammered, "L-Let me do it."
"Stay still."
After gently pushing her back onto the bedroll, Riftan flipped the towel and began to wipe her down. Though uncomfortable, Maxi resigned herself to accepting his care. She quickly pulled up her trousers when he turned to grab a fresh towel.
He would always help her clean up after their couplings, yet she felt embarrassed each time. As she peeled off the hair clinging to her forehead, Maxi studied his face.
"Sh-Should we not go out? It's getting loud outside."
He was cleaning himself now, sitting with his back to her. When he glanced over his shoulder at her, Maxi could tell from his faraway gaze that he was still in shock. He straightened his trousers and reached out to stroke her waist.
"Do you think you will be able to ride today?" he asked, his voice thick with concern.