[Naughty Dumbhalla xD]
Thoronir yelped when she snatched the loin cloth from, well, his loins and there he was fully exposed. He felt like his face was on fire as he suddenly looked at the entrance to his section of the tent and waited a few seconds until he could be sure his father hadn't heard them. But when she suddenly turned shy, he grinned.
"Oh, come on, Brynhalla. What's stopping you this time?" he said and sat up, pulling at her top, and pushing it over her head. "We were made for this. Us, together, right?"