All of this was definitely alright, and encouraged. Loki's undershirt laced up, and it was easy for Puck to get at skin if he wanted. Which meant Loki, in turn, teased Puck's hair and against his ears, the back of his neck. Then sent fingertips plucking against the fae's own under tunic.

"Not how I expected to comfort you, but I'm delighted to do so all the same." He said with a laugh, and a kiss to the top of Puck's head. "Any requests, my Robin?"