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Loki paused to admire the new decor, then leaned in an deliberately nuzzled Puck's neck affectionately. "Are we still taking inspiration from the reading then? I think we're both currently the wrong gender, if that matters at all." Teasing, content to keep Puck in his arms and hold for the moment.

Puck smiled at the nuzzling and considered the question. As Loki held him, Puck concentrated as he shifted into his female form. Her hair hung freely and her outfit wrote into a dark red dress that almost swept the floor. "A fair question, almost as fair as I am!" She rested against Loki and then spoke again.

"Consider this a yes."

"Fair indeed you are, my Robin. No matter what form you take. Would you like me to match, as in the story? Or shall I play as we once did before, but with the role reversed since I can not be the damsel?"

It was like being offered two favorite things. Puck considered both options and then made her decision. "I think a role reversal would be as much fun as us matching." For the time being, she wouldn't be greedy.

Blue-green eyes held mischief and devotion in them as Loki met Puck's own blue. "A role-reversal it is then, sweet Robin." Leaning in to kiss her once more, as he moved to kneel, and gently place her on the bed. A shimmer of green over his form, and Loki was in a black waistcoat with white flowy shirt, and black slacks. To look the part as did his lover.

Being certain she was comfortable, one arm staying around her and under her for support. Deft fingers moved to Puck's hair, combing through the strands and occasionally playfully teasing an ear while Loki focused on that kiss. Putting emotion into it, not acting but actual emotion--as Puck had brought out in him and inspired and taught him.

She had earned his heart, which he'd had no idea he could give to someone.

Puck sank into the bed for a moment and smiled as Loki's clothing changed. It was very hard not to just openly admire, as Loki wore the costume well. She leaned up towards the hand in her hair and pressed into the kiss in return.

There was something to be said about treasure in general, and if Puck weren't focused on being present, she would have followed that idea to wherever it lead. But Loki was sharing his heart as much as his body and Puck, even with pretending to be seduced by a vampire, wouldn't diminish that by being distracted. She reached up with one of her hands and rested it against his shirt, tracing the fabric with a soft chuckle.

Loki let his hand move to grasp and twine with her own, as his other rested under her. Soft kisses, gently tasting ones, focused on showing with the action that she was loved and wanted. How valuable Puck was to Loki, and how much he cared. In no hurry to rush through things, eventually the kiss would end anyways as he moved. Soft peck of kisses against her cheek and jaw, briefly to her neck, then up along her ear to nuzzle against her hair. Chuckling lowly, and assuming a familiar accent. "My dear, you have fallen into my trap, and fallen for my charms. Now we shall spend the night together with the shadows cocooning us softly." A bit cheesy, but playing the part and Loki resisted chuckling.

The kisses were leaned towards, and Puck returned them where she could. As Loki nuzzled against her and assumed an accent with some slightly cheesy dialogue, Puck also resisted the urge to laugh. She didn't put on an accent, but replied like how she'd imagine any heroine to answer in a gothic novel. Puck squeezed Loki's hand gently.

"A trap, yes, but your charms are almost as bright as your eyes. Let the shadows hold us, I've the room to spare and they're as welcomed as you are."

"Your darkness is as welcome as your light, darling." Loki murmured against her hair, squeezing her hand and guiding it to the buttons of the waistcoat. "And you shine all the brighter." Although Loki did let a chuckle happen then, moving back down to kiss and nuzzle Puck's throat and neck, at the upper edge of her collarbone.

Puck worked on unfastening the waistcoat, finding a decent pace to work at. There was no rush, but likewise Puck wasn't going as slowly as she could be. The dialogue was getting noticeably more in line with gothic novels as Puck imagined them. Loki's ability to laugh at it was welcomed. She gasped a little at the focusing on her neck, adjusting her head so Loki had easier access. "Fine, then let that contrast work alongside you."

Puck realized she would make an awful heroine in a gothic novel and quickly bit her lower lip to stop from laughing at it. She wouldn't have spent chapters telling anyone who listened how a vampire had simply introduced themselves into her life- it would have been over as quickly as it had started. But that comedy helped balance the more overwrought words spilling from her and Loki's mouths.

It was a lovely neck, although Loki took care to not get silver-strands caught unduly too. Carding his fingers through her hair, brushing the edge of her gown's neckline. Careful barely their nips designed to entice and enflame were balanced with softer nuzzles and kisses. Ready to follow her cues as well, with any undressing.

The care was appreciated, and Puck reached up to rake some of her hair out of the way and over one of her shoulders. The combination of soft nips and kisses was enough for Puck's hand to stop working the buttons free on Loki's waistcoat.

She stopped before the final button could be freed and moved to start easing her dress down, exposing more of her throat. In a few moments her shoulders and then breasts were on display.

Puck's face flushed as she looked at Loki; chest rising and falling with slow breaths.

Loki paused, shifting to allow her movements and not hinder them, then simply admired. Clear in blue-green eyes that took her in then met her own blue. "Beautiful." Was all he said, with a wealth of emotion in the tone and word. Bringing a hand up to caress from Puck's cheek down her throat to across her collarbone and then between her breasts. Reverent and appreciative and promising.

Puck opened her mouth to respond but by the time Loki's hand was caressing her, she couldn't say anything. Her breath suddenly hitched as her vision went blurry for a moment. Tears had filled her eyes as everything hit her at once.

The love she had for Loki. The emotions behind his words and actions. Even the entire playful setup was adding to things. She gave a quiet laugh and moved to wipe some of her tears away. "Thank you." Puck said softly.

Those were hopefully tears that were ultimately happy, but Loki moved to kiss them anyways. Soft and soothing, nuzzling her while his hand repeated its path but upwards. Keeping most of his weight off of her with his other hand, Loki settled against Puck more fully as he trailed kisses once more along her skin. Stroking her hair and gently using that to nudge her head one way or another as he wove a new path to her mouth.

Puck smiled as Loki kissed first her tears and then changed his path. The methods were as charming as they were effective, and Puck idly heard the fabric of her gown rustling as she pressed into Loki's chest once he was close enough. Keeping her neck loose, Puck allowed her head to be guided.

She wanted to kiss him in return, and knew that she would in due time, which added to the anticipation. She could be patient enough in that regard. Her free hand moved back to his waistcoat and tried to undo the final buttons via touch in the meantime.

It wouldn't be difficult by touch alone thankfully, and more of the white loose shirt was bare. If Puck went to remove the waistcoat, Loki would move his arms accordingly and didn't care where it was thrown. But it also meant he moved from her neck and throat, chuckling softly and kissing the corner of her mouth. "I do seem a bit overdressed by comparison, sweet Robin." Teasingly, blue-green eyes sparkling with mischief as he looked at her with affection.

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.

"I do very much enjoy admiring you, my Robin." Loki said teasingly, letting blue-green eyes take her in once more. "Should you wish the same of me, I won't object at all. Whatever we do, let us do it with love and joy." Somewhat playing into the cheesiness of it all too. Just resting above her for now, bodies somewhat pressed together, and enjoying that closeness.

As cheesy as the dialogue was, it was working nicely in tandem with Loki being charming. Puck shook herself out of the wordless admiration she'd been engaged in for a moment and then moved to begin easing his shirt off. "Of course, what other way is there to do this?" A bit of cheesy dialogue in return, but said with sincerity.

"Well, there are several ways to do it wrong, mistaken as passion and lust being causes, but those two emotions fuel love and joy and all four are required really, for this..." Loki mused a bit, helping her remove his shirt. One arm moving to her side, slightly under her while he shifted slightly. Once more tracing and trailing fingers along her face and hair, neck and shoulders and collarbone, lower along the tops of her breasts. "I suspect we have all four working for us though, in the right ways." With a smile that held a wealth of emotion, including the 4 he'd mentioned.

Puck worked with Loki as she finished removing his shirt, punctuating his first sentence with a few kisses as she adjusted her position. "We do, yes." Puck replied as her vision went blurry again temporarily as fresh tears came to her eyes. "If I could stop crying, I'm sure I'd make a better heroine for such a well spoken vampire."

But Puck was never ashamed of being in touch with her feelings, and that wasn't going to change. Her hands trailed from Loki's hair to his throat and then slowly down to his shoulders, taking her time. "But on the other hand, it seems somehow fitting." There was a soft laugh as she sought his mouth again.

"Ah, I am supposed to be playing that role, aren't I?" Loki murmured with a soft chuckle. Enjoying the kiss once more, and holding Puck close. Enjoying the contrast of her clothing against his half-unclothed form, the faint heat of her where he lay against her, hand trailing along her shoulders and breastbone, then up to her hair once more. "We have the night, after all." Spoken against her mouth, before Loki moved. To trail kisses against her face, and to her ear, before shifting down. Those kisses now against her throat, with a hint of teeth. (She had not gotten a look yet, but Loki's illusion was complete, and so his canines were more pronounced than usual.)

"You're almost entirely there as it is, honestly." Loki was well spoken, the costume and change in his speech was really just gilding a flower as far as Puck was concerned. But Puck would always take more beauty.

There was a gentle shiver as he began trailing kisses, and Puck turned her head towards Loki's mouth as he lingered on her throat. She smiled at the hint of teeth against her skin and moved her hands so that he could move freely. Her hands drifted to her sides and the rustle of fabric could be heard again as Puck shifted her weight slightly.

"The night compliments us both, but there's no need to rush." Puck sensed his canines were different and looked towards Loki's mouth, even though she couldn't see it for being against her throat.

"A shame I can't control my pulse." She joked, but Puck's skin was already warm and the dance of everything were doing would continue to provide heat. "But I'll make due, I'm sure."

"On the contrary, hearing its movement and beat is one of many tells that lets me know I'm doing something well." Loki murmured against skin, one last kiss given to her throat before he looked up. And smiled, so that she could see the hint of longer canines. "Now, my dearest Robin, I do believe there are lovely clothes in the way keeping me from further exploration of you. Shall we dispense with those, and then I show you more fully how I feel?"

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