Loki, as the large cat, leaned into that petting and purred. Making sure to butt his head and cheeks against Puck's own, and winding around him playfully. There was also some low chuffle-noises that were clearly laughter, at the last comment. He let himself enjoy this bit of mischief for a bit, before moving to get some space once more.

Only so he could shapeshift back without being on top of the fae. From a cat sitting up regally, to Loki sitting on the bed with an unapologetic smile and look. "I'm surprised you haven't been a cat before."