The waistcoat was tossed aside once it was able to be done, and Puck quickly returned the kiss to Loki. The shirt under the waistcoat did look very nice on Loki but she caught the tone he was using and smiled. "You do. How fitting that my hands are suddenly available to help. Unless you prefer it that way, of course."
Puck slipped her hands to her waist, just above where the skirt attached to her crumpled bodice. With a soft laugh, she crossed her hands at the wrist and tried to look like a model example of patience. Her eyes suggested otherwise, though. She would always wait for permission before doing anything with a lover, but Puck was likewise having as much fun as Loki.
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Puck slipped her hands to her waist, just above where the skirt attached to her crumpled bodice. With a soft laugh, she crossed her hands at the wrist and tried to look like a model example of patience. Her eyes suggested otherwise, though. She would always wait for permission before doing anything with a lover, but Puck was likewise having as much fun as Loki.