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"Oh, of course we should bring it up to the council. If just for knowing that others are aware of things. Not all of them, of course, but enough to cover some bases. Or at least ensure smoother sailing."

Puck grinned. "We do indeed." He exhaled and stretched. "For now-- it'd be very unkind for me to turn you out after such a nice date." He winked. "If you'd like to stay a bit longer, I can start a fire."

"I know that Bakugou planned to bring some of his findings up to the council too." Loki commented, then smiled as he watched the other. "I do enjoy fires. Resistant to the cold I might be, but that doesn't mean I don't enjoy warmth." He'd gladly stay for a 'date' a bit longer too.

"You proved that by your love of hugs." Puck replied as he put some more wood into the hearth and snapped a few times for it to catch quicker. "But the warmth would be nice along with the company." As the fire sorted itself out and grew, Puck watched it for a moment before he looked around.

"Let's see.. Sit on the floor on a blanket, or sit on any of the chairs?" he looked over his shoulder to Loki. "What do you prefer?"

Loki wouldn't deny it. "I tend to enjoy positive affection, and despite our open relationship, I'm rather picky on levels of it. I didn't get enough growing up or something I'm sure." Which may or may not be true, but Loki's not going to say which.

"Chair requires one of us in the other's lap, which I'm more than alright with as well. Otherwise we'll be piling blankets on the floor."

Puck looked a bit pained at hearing that. "Unfortunately that seems very common for some beings."

"Hm." Puck caught the 'more' in that sentence and smiled. "Well, as you're taller it would be awkward for you to sit in my lap. So if you're fine with it, then give me a moment." Puck's chair at his reading nook was pulled over to sit in front of the fire at an angle, the blanket adjusted to drape across the back of it. "There we are, all ready."

Loki would help with moving the chair if Puck wanted. But he was settling in, then held out his arms in welcome for Puck to come cuddle. "I'm tall as a woman too, although my shape can shift in height as well as bulk, when needed. As you saw earlier."

Puck smiled and joined Loki on the chair, positioning himself to be comfortable on his lap, resting against Loki's chest like he was a pillow. "I did see that earlier, yes! With your being able to shapeshift into a number of forms, it must be entertaining. I know I would need a while to get tired of the ability."

Soon as Puck was situated, Loki was wrapping his arms around the fae. For warmth and for affection. "If you're trying to lie to me and say you don't have just as much versatility--don't. I'm a very good liar, and very good at spotting it in others." Teasing, while he nuzzled Puck's hair and brow.

Puck relaxed into it, giving a hum. "Why would I lie? I said I would need a while to get tired of doing it. Not that I can't do it. I just.." He inhaled a bit at the nuzzling. "I just happen to stay in one form for very long periods of time, that's all. It makes things much easier. But if you're wanting me to lie so you get the fun of catching me in one, I wouldn't be against it. Maybe."

"Entirely up to you. Whatever's more fun is my answer and you know that." Loki continued to be affectionate, enjoying that he could be and that it was returned. Their 'love' may be a play ultimately, but there was respect and care for the other on his own part. And positive affection was something Loki craved.

"I do, but I like hearing you say it." Puck answered. It was an interesting relationship they had going. It was a play for everyone's benefit, but there was also a lot of mutual respect and love being shared both ways. If Loki craved positive affection, Puck was fine to return it to him. Puck liked being entertained as much as Loki did, but Puck also liked giving some of himself to this mischief god who had decided to have fun with him.

"Actually I think I just like hearing you speak in general. But I'd hate for this to get boring. Ask me something-- within reason, and I'll try to lie. What would you like if you win?"

"Hmmm..." Loki was going to give this due thought and consideration. "If I win is the trickier part, as you already return my affection." As for what he could ask, that deserved due consideration too. It shouldn't be easy or obvious, as Loki did want to make this a decent challenge for them both. More fun that way.

Puck's eyes shone a bit in amusement. "Oh, you already saw the angle I'm approaching this from. I wouldn't offer this challenge if you were just going to say 'I want more of your affection'." Puck reached back, mirroring his arms around Loki's waist. He would provide as much cuddling as he could, even with his position. "Besides, it's not like you'd need to ask for more of that. But take your time with the decision!"

Cuddling was very nice, and a great way to share warmth as well as affection. Puck had made himself a nice little home and Loki was glad to be a guest in it. "I can easily say that, as much as there is much about the larger situation to be desired, that this?" Punctuated with a nuzzle against soft white hair at Puck's forehead. "This has been a pure joy to discover. I was not looking for it, but I am glad to have met you and be with you." Multiple levels in that, and though it was not a love-confession (feigned or otherwise) it was still saying that Loki cared.

Puck had aimed for coziness above everything else, really. He was pretty simple as far as his decorating tastes went and as Loki nuzzled in, Puck scrunched his nose as he smiled. The different levels were picked up on and like before, Puck didn't indicate that he'd done so. "Likewise. I'd hope after three centuries of living I'd be good at a few things. One of those being giving care to ones I'm fond of. Hopefully you're getting enough to be satisfied. If not, I can always give more."

In the same boat as Loki, Puck wasn't confessing romantic love, even though it was there in a way. It as a nice mix of love and respect, that didn't really go under either label. "It helps that you were even open to this entire idea." He added with a wink. "I'm sure it was my sunny disposition that helped, combined with your leaning into things."

"Your playfulness and clever wit and intelligence. You're pleasing to look at as well." Loki countered with a soft chuckle and again nuzzled Puck's hair and brow. "You presented me with a good challenge and how could I not accept? We put on quite a show and it was a delight to be able to do so."

Truly, Loki wasn't sure he'd 'ever' have enough positive affection and care. No complaints here, nor demands for more either however. Just enjoyment of the moment and savoring that.

"Now, since you say you like hearing my voice, I can offer you some options. Would you like a story more or a song more?"

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"The looks are part of what comes with being one of Oberon's." Which was a lie, some of them were horrifying to look at, but that likewise was by choice. "But it was nice to find someone who could keep up."

Puck was similar- to him fun was an infinite resource and one he intended to enjoy as long as it was around. It was the same with various types of love and friendship. Puck allowed his eyes to close for a moment at the nuzzling and reopened them as he answered.

"Since I can't pick both, I think a story would work. I can always hear you sing some other time."

"I mean, there are story-songs. That's actually fairly common." Loki pointed out, but Loki understood. "What kind of story would you like? I doubt you want a bedtime story like I read for Alice."

"Wait, like bard songs?" Puck knew of those enough, but laughed at the bedtime comment. "No, I'm not looking for a bedtime story, you're very correct with that." He thought for a moment. "A comedy, I think. I have a feeling you're good at telling them."

"I can do that. Would you like a tale based in reality or one completely made up? I do promise to avoid Shakespeare's works for you."

"I wouldn't know the difference, so.. One made up, for the fun of it." Puck tried to look put out for all of a few seconds. "Oh? I'm sure you'd do well reciting him, but also thank you for that."

"Comedy, hmm?" Loki leaned forward to kiss Puck's forehead while he thought quickly. "Well, let me begin then." Although Loki freed one hand from the embrace, so if wanted he could add illusions to his tale. Puck wasn't getting a bedtime story, but he was going to get a full show just as Alice often did. Voices and pictures and as entertaining as Loki could make it.

[OOC: I was thinking of a version of the film Liar Liar, mostly because of the trickery and clever-word play of it, along with the wishes aspect. Here

Puck settled in to listen, turning into a good audience member. He laughed at the jokes, plot twists and the overall trickster aspects of the story as a whole. Puck let himself enjoy it and Loki's performance, and as the story was finished he blinked in surprise.

"With all of the word play and tricks involved, I'm actually a little shocked it has such a happy ending! But I'm still getting used to humans enjoying stories with magic elements, so what do I know?" Puck laughed again. "What a fun story!" He clapped. "Both well told and well acted. My compliments! Would you like to hear something in return? Or something else?"

"Happy endings are very rare, so I tend to make note of them or use them sparingly. But you did request a comedy, which means it should be a more pleasant ending than otherwise." Loki pointed out, leaning his head against Puck's affectionately.

"So long as I can keep cuddling with you, you can surprise me." Because that was quite nice and Loki wanted to continue doing that.

"I did, and you delivered nicely." Puck fell quiet for a moment as he thought back. "Let's see.. I can't quite match your storytelling for visuals, so take this song instead." Puck smiled, took a breath and began singing in Latin, gliding into a soprano.

His voice was clear, delicate and equally robust. The lyrics hit him a little harder than the last time he had performed the song, and Puck respected that by putting all of his energy into the performance. By the third stanza he had stopped fighting the complete wave of emotions coming along for the ride. The song was about the highest form of unconditional love one could know and often pointed to any number of deities in most human mythology. Even the word play of caritas being derived from the word for a romantic partner fit this whole situation like a glove. That he was singing to an actual god added a layer. Puck felt like his heart was going to break from the sheer weight of love he felt, and put behind each line.

Puck continued to sing, and by the end of the song he was crying, but managed to finish it on the note required. Puck slumped back to rest against Loki as he caught his breath with a tired laugh. Tears streaked his face and he managed a playful smile as he found his voice again.

"I think that was enough of one." Puck said as he looked up at Loki.

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