"It's cute you thought I meant that as an apology." Loki murmured, then gave another kiss to Puck's hear while his fingers danced near the fae's ribs once more. Affectionate, teasing and playful, but they could only do this for so long really. Loki very much enjoyed Puck's obvious enjoyment and playfulness in turn, and his laughter was cherished.

Still...

Eventually though, Loki shifted Puck in his arms. No more tickling, just up into a hold and carry. Heading for the bedroom.