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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?"

"A fair point." Puck answered as she met Loki's eyes and admired the canines with a light laugh. She leaned forward and kissed him gently before Puck looked to her dress. "That sounds like the best next step-- Are we using magic for this, or our hands?"

A rhetorical question, as Puck worked on taking the dress off manually. It wasn't as opulent as some others she'd pictured, so it didn't take quite as long. Once the dress was fully off, Puck remained still for a moment- still in panties, but not much else.

Her cheeks flushed slightly as she began to take them off, switching between looking at what her hands were doing and Loki. "Speaking of showing fully."

"Hands, my dear Robin. It's more fun that way." Loki murmured, moving to help where he could. By shifting his body or helping with the fabric. Her dress was placed carefully to the side with care, and he leaned down and kissed her. Loving, soft, affectionate. Then pulled back, as she started to remove the last garment she wore.

"True. It is my turn isn't it?" Loki shifted to get at his trousers, taking them and undergarments down in one motion. Keeping himself close, though off of her body. He did not take such care with his own garments, but settled on his side. Stretching out, leaning on one hand, smirking with his temporary fangs. He'd never been body shy and he certainly wouldn't now, as he admired Puck in turn with his eyes.

"Of course it is." She agreed with a laugh against his mouth as he kissed her again. Once he was equally undressed, she drank Loki in like fine wine. The smirk was as entertaining as the situation itself, and contrasted with the gloomy atmosphere of the magic Puck had used to set the stage.

Puck loved it as much as she loved Loki himself. "A fair turn and a fair sight." Likewise Puck wasn't body shy at all. The blush had been only slightly from modesty, and her breasts rose and fell with each breath taken. Puck sat up slowly and moved until she was closer to Loki.

"As fun as it is to look at each other, I'd like to touch you, too. Where should I touch you first?"

She was beautiful; lean and toned frame no matter which gender Puck was being, with fair skin and silver hair. Although if Loki had to choose a favorite attribute of his partner, it would be the eyes. Those blue-eyes hid nothing from him, and he loved watching the various emotions and lively thoughts that danced within them.

Sitting up with her, one hand came to her face and brushed her hair back. Fingers gently teasing an ear. "Wherever you'd like. I am open to you, in ways I trust no one else. I would like to touch you as well, if I may?" Playing the role, although there was truth to it too. "I do promise not to bite, but I also am looking forward to leaving small love-nips against your fair skin."

Puck's build came with being a fae as much as anything else she did with her spare time. Another part of her existence that was fun. Her breath hitched momentarily as Loki smoothed some of her hair back and touched one of her ears.

She would be a good gothic heroine, and not be moved to tears yet again. But as Loki shared more with her, Puck nodded. "Please, I want nothing more right now." He promised no biting and Puck's eyes flashed with amusement and a slight thoughtfulness as she made a point to consider the counter offer seriously.

It failed, and she buried her face into his chest for a moment. Her tone was soft, even a little hesitant- but not for fear of rejection. "I'm glad, because I don't think I could handle actually being bitten." Puck moved back to where she could look at him properly and began to trace her hands down from his shoulders, moving towards his sides.

But a second later, she added, a bit more quieter. "You could, if you wanted to."

Loki let her hide for the moment, wrapping an arm around her and continuing to brush her hair soothingly. Then chuckled with her words, and let her move. Her more quiet admission brought another chuckle, and Loki leaned in without disturbing her touching him. To nuzzle her neck, up to her ear, as his hands traced along her arms to her own shoulders and down her sides. "Love nips are more fun, and will show up quite nicely against your skin." Teasingly, following it up with a brief nip to her ear. Playful pressure, not enough to hurt. Not even enough to leave a mark--a suggestion.

Puck kept her hands moving as they slowly explored each other. "Oh? I hadn't even considered that. They would be nicer than bite marks." She gasped suddenly as Loki nipped at her ear and gripped right above his thighs to steady her hands.

"More admiration, then? I won't say no to it." The suggestion had been delivered and the more Puck thought about it, the nicer the idea sounded along with everything else. Her hands resumed moving, drawing slow circles on his skin.

"I'm sure they'll look nice." Puck moved to trailing the inside of Loki's legs, fingers easing more inward but not quite touching. Suggestions being returned.

There was certainly no hurry, though Puck could read the cues Loki gave easily. Subtle twitches of muscle under skin, changes to breath. Interested, but enjoying the slow play fully.

Loki was also attentive to Puck's own cues. One hand moving up to wind through her hair and occasionally tease an ear. Kisses moving down once more, to cheek and throat, to collarbone and shoulder. Varying kisses too, from sweet and teasing, to those more passionate love-nips Loki had teased. Nor was his other hand idle, as it moved to trace her form with reverence and confidence. Seeking all those places that might draw a sigh or gasp, teasing along breasts and belly and hip.

They weren't hard to find- Puck wasn't hypersensitive to touch at all, but Loki knew what he was doing and was good at it. She responded with some gasps at her breasts and hips being touched specifically, and would turn her head to accommodate the different types of kisses. The love nips were new and Puck braced for the first but then relaxed into any others that were given. There was the occasional murmur as Puck wanted to return them but couldn't for the time being. An addition to the slow play list.

As he explored her, Puck returned favor, her hands seeking above his hips but promising more focused touches as things continued. The occasional trail near his legs, but suddenly moving towards his neck and hair. Puck loved how Loki felt under her hand and didn't want to stop touching him for focus on her own experience.

Perhaps it was a quality of fae (or at least Oberon's Children) that they were more sensitive to and felt things more strongly when it was tied to emotions. Something that might be used against them in the wrong hands no doubt. Loki however had no intention of misusing it, and was well aware of all the ways Puck was strong and capable. And in specifically with dealing with his emotions, he felt Puck was stronger than himself.

Hearing those murmurs, Loki moved to accommodate her. Still touching, brushing fingers and caressing along smooth skin and toned muscle and delicate curves. But making certain there were kisses delivered equally to mouth and face, and nuzzles, as well as those love nips to other spots. Passion and pleasure shared and given between them. Loki adored how Puck was so responsive, and how she felt against him.

He leaned into her own touches, arching his neck or sighing as she played with his hair. She teased him well, and Loki enjoyed all of it. Subtle twitches of muscle under skin, or in more intimate areas that she had yet to explore. But that was alright--both were heightening sensations for the other, sharing their love in deeply physical ways. Creating poetry with tactile sensations.

Edited 2024-11-05 19:12 (UTC)

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