Loki was definitely more interested in being creative, and in pleasing them both. Sexual intimacy SHOULD be fun and pleasant and playful, in her mind. Why do it otherwise?

Those hands with long fingers combed through his hair and stroked his brow, teased his ears, and then her mouth followed. Murmuring to him, albeit in a language he'd heard her sing in but not understand. Those clever long fingers moved to trace lower though, as she shifted to brace herself on one arm so the other could move. Once more learning the dips and lines of Puck's body, trailing down arms and back up, and along his torso. Skirting closer to where she'd follow eventually, but staying above his belly for now.