Prompt #16: Threads
Syluss had spent the day hunting and bringing in a good haul of meat and vegetables for meals for the next several days. As such comes with hunting is many hours, sometimes days out in the wilderness masking his scent to get the perfect kill. Sometimes his scent is less than pleasant to those around him. So after prepping, skinning and curing the meat, he spent his time in the tub. He found it customary to go take a dive in an outdoor water supply to first get the bulk of the muck and stink off him before bathing inside.
Though once he was done, he let the towel be his only covering as he wandered Destiney’s house. The meat wouldn’t be ready for at least another day but food was on his mind. But in the meantime he caught glimpse of Destiney trying to tie up her hair in the braids she wore so lovely. Walking up behind her he pressed his lightly damp chest to her back and kissed the back of her head and took the hair ties from her and started braiding her hair for her. He was not bad at it but didnt do so quickly. Instead he took his time and used the excuse to braid her hair as a means of contact.
He enjoyed physical contact far more than he ever knew growing up. Once he had the woman he loved by his side so often, he used any reason to have it. Gently putting her hair into braids, he tied one off with the threads she was using. Using it as an excuse to press his face to the side of her neck and mumble his confession of love for her, he started to tend to and braid the remainder of her hair.
“I know you’re not keen on Ishgard but the Sea of Clouds is a beautiful view. A little cold, but we could ask guests to bring warm clothes.” Fingers running through her hair as he braided, somewhat asking her what she thought about Sea of Clouds as a wedding locale. Waiting for her answer he finished her last braid, setting down the hair tie thread used.
He hadn’t gotten her a ring, but to him a physical token of engagement meant less than the act of it. Tis the way of the woodsman.
Spirit of the Warlock 