"Words. At least. Were they brought here." Loki murmured, nuzzling Puck's hair and holding him tightly. "And I am a God, so no slouch either." But it wasn't a prideful declaration borne of ego. More a quiet reminder for his friend and partner that Loki was fairly powerful himself.

"I can hold you like this as long as you'd like. We could move to the couch or the bed and cuddle further. When you're ready, there is mead and honey cakes. I am here, for you, Robin."