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"I'd be worried if you weren't making jokes. Part of your charm is your ability to find the humor in things, for me." Loki meant that too, as she made her way back over to join him on her bed. Still with her hands clasped, right fiddling with the left. "I'm still...figuring it all out, and am a lot more hurt and damaged than I've let you see. But you are my partner, at the very least."

"That would be a sign of concern depending on the situation, yes." Puck watched as she moved her hands and did what came to mind first. "Again, thank you for telling me that. I don't need you to move at any sort of pace that you're uncomfortable with. All of the hurt and damage you're carrying is nothing I need to see more of to believe. My trust isn't bought by a quota of things shared." Puck leaned over, adjusting his position to give Loki a kiss on her forehead.

"It's by actions. Though being yourself also doesn't hurt." Puck joked as he pulled back. "So, partner. What would you like me to do now?"

Loki hadn't even consciously realized they were treating it as transactional--that affection and care didn't have to be 'traded' for information. Nor was she consciously trying to manipulate either as that could also be a possibility. She was sharing, but not for reassurance only--but because it was important to her that Puck know and understand. The words, and the kiss, had her smiling softly and shyly. It made her look younger and was a reminder that for all her experience and years, there were things she was still learning.

Finally she unclasped her hands, moving them to take Puck's and twine their fingers. "Keep being you." Loki leaned in to kiss him now and speak against his mouth. "Keep being you, and have fun with me."

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Puck grinned at the first request and chuckled at the elaborating as their fingers entwined, though it was muffled by the kiss. Puck had picked up on what she had been trying to get across, but also wanted to share that he understood that and could also see where Loki had been coming from. Like Loki had said, they would teach each other in various ways.

"I seem to remember hearing as much before." Puck returned the kiss. "Telling a fae to have fun with you can be dangerous in the right circumstance." he joked and tried to keep his tone serious. Puck failed, laughing. "But not in this case."

"I'm used to dangerous if it helps--and I know exactly what I said." Still speaking against his mouth, as Loki laughed a bit herself. "I did say that I've never been ravished by a fae and was curious about it too." With a little nuzzle of her nose to his as well.

"I don't have a set blueprint I follow." Puck said as he moved to kiss at her neck. "But we'll both have fun with this. No poetry, though, in case you were wondering. Well, none verbal."

There was a soft sigh, and Loki tilted her head to let Puck have more access. "Poetry or not, I enjoy your company. They do say actions speak louder than words." One hand moved from where their hands were joined, to reach up and brush through the fae's hair. Back from his forehead, by his ear, touch for the sake of touch and affection. "How fair would you like me to play?"

"I've heard that, too." Puck answered as he continued kissing, moving down in contrast to Loki's hand moving back. He chuckled. "At least a little. But I'm not so fragile as to get upset at play. Why would I be?"

"I'm aware you're not fragile. I think you're very strong actually, in a variety of ways." Loki murmured, letting herself lean more against him and into the affection. Fingers tangling and combing through his hair, her other hand squeezing his. "But I also know of at least two weaknesses of yours that I could use to my advantage. I've been known to be ruthless before."

Which she would prove by tilting her head enough to kiss just by his ear.

"You're not wrong with that assessment." Puck answered against her skin, feeling as some of the smaller knots in his hair were being finger combed out. He trusted Loki enough to know that she wasn't about to find cold iron, but Puck also hadn't been expecting what she ended up doing.

There was a sharp inhale as Puck forced himself not to pull away in shock. He let his eyes close for a second and laughed. "That is ruthless!" he replied, feeling his cheeks starting to grow slightly warm. "But I'm not mad at it." Not at all, actually.

He could feel the smile against his skin, as she continued to finger comb through his hair. But Loki moved away from his ear for now, to press kisses against his forehead and hair. Still leaning into him and holding him close, and with another squeeze of their joined hands. "I wouldn't use the one you mentioned against you. I won't betray that trust." Promising, and Loki promising herself that she would not betray him.

"I know." Puck answered simply and with confidence. He did know that because Puck trusted his own judgement. "I guess I wasn't expecting the other one to make an appearance-- which is foolish on my part." Be shown a fun toy and told not to play with it? Puck had been down that road before and given Oberon and Titania more headaches than he could keep track of by the same logic.

"I'd ask for a warning, but then it's not as fun." Puck lifted his head from Loki's collarbone to look at her with a playful smile.

That was one of the advantages of the gown as opposed to the tunic and trousers Loki had been wearing. The gown had a wider neckline, especially when untied. Loki normally favored high-necked clothing and being fairly covered up really.

That playful smile was too cute though, and her free hand moved around to brush his cheek and mouth affectionately. "You do have such a lovely reaction to it. I'm sure you'll find some of my other weaknesses too." Once again, she knew exactly what she'd said.

Puck leaned into Loki's hand for a moment before he smiled again. "Your confidence is appreciated." That sounded like a whole challenge, and one Puck was ready to accept. He pulled his other hand away from Loki's and moved to begin untying the top of her gown, going slowly.

"Allow me to start searching for them, then."

"Please do." Loki said with a soft laugh, winding her other arm around him too. One hand went back to combing through his hair and stroking it affectionately. She did not stray from stroking his ear either with the soft touches. Loki also leaned her head enough to nuzzle him where she could.

The stroking in general was pleasant if not a bit distracting. Small jolts of electricity that were being sent through Puck, if he had to put it in words. But Puck didn't need to, so he didn't. As the laces were undone, Puck eased the gown off of Loki's shoulders and then downward, freeing her chest. Puck treated all of his lovers like they were to be enjoyed like a nice wine. Or a nice meal. This wouldn't be different.

Loki expected no less from Puck, and she often was the kind to enjoy her time with her intimate partners. Savoring the time, as she was a hedonist after all. That her ego would not allow her to not be a good lover certainly helped ensure that it was fun for all.

As it was, this had the amusing side-effect of trapping her hands and arms. At least for the moment, as she could pull free from the loose gown at any moment. But what fun was that? "Oh no, I can't hold you anymore because my arms are pinned. Whatever shall I do?" Teasingly, with a smile full of mischief and affection in blue-green eyes along with playfulness.

As a female, Loki remained as tall but the angles of his figure and frame were softened when being her. Lean still, but curvy enough in her chest and hips to be noticeably female if not in heavy layers or hiding under armor. In truth, it had been a while since Loki had been with a lover while female, so this would be exciting. All because of a joke earlier, which made it all the more delightful.

Loki's agreeance to play along with the idea of her arms being trapped just made it more entertaining. Puck knew she could free herself on her own whim, but the fun they were having together just added to things. "I'll have to make up for it in your place, I think."

Puck remembered what he'd seen of romance movies and wrapped his arms around Loki's shoulders as he adjusted his angle to bend her backwards away from him somewhat dramatically. But like enjoying the humor of the situation, Puck played with this fact and bent with Loki so they were both going in the same direction. Puck adjusted his grip and positioned himself to have easier access to her breasts. He could do dramatic but Puck also just liked playfulness with his partners. He took in the sight of Loki and then began to kiss from her collarbone to her chest.

Once at her chest properly, he moved one hand to cup one of her breasts while Puck enjoyed the other with his mouth.

Easy enough to move with Puck, to let him support her since her arms were technically pinned. The bed was comfy enough with pillows and blankets, and blue-green eyes were watching him with amusement and mischief. At least until the kisses started, when they closed and she arched into them more. The bold touch though, along with bolder kisses, brought a pleased sigh and shiver down her spine. Her fingers twitched and arms moved, before Loki remembered she was supposed to be 'pinned'.

The bed was quite comfortable, and Puck enjoyed it as much as he enjoyed Loki's reactions. Knowing that he was pleasing a lover only added to everything, His hand paused and after a moment so did his mouth as Puck saw Loki's arms move out of the corner of his eyes. He chuckled and pulled back for a brief second to speak.

"Oh, the lady has found her strength!" Puck said in mock surprise. "Then I'll need to find more of mine to continue returning like with like."

Blue-green eyes were a tad hazy, but the smile was all playful when Loki met his expression. "'tis hardly strength my good lover, but a reaction to the sensations you inspire in me." Laying it on a bit thick, but that was part of the game. "How can I return like with like, with my arms thus trapped."

"A fair point. Keep them free." Puck answered as if he'd given it a lot of consideration. "Your return will be as expected as your arrival." A playful wink as he moved downward, keeping one hand on the breast he'd been using his mouth on. The other trailed to slowly drop beneath her skirt, ghosting against Loki's thighs.

"Hm. To remove this or leave it? Another important question."

With that permission, Loki pulled her arms free and reached to wrap them around him in turn. Those pleasant shivers returned with his touches and attention, and Loki let one hand fist in his own tunic at his shoulders. "Whether we leave or remove it, I will lodge a complaint that you are too overdressed. Where is the like meeting like in that?" Teasingly, with a playful caress of his ear too since she couldn't whisper in it.

Puck smiled as Loki's arms wrapped around him. He considered the complaint and nodded. "A fair point, and one I'll fix." His hands moved from Loki for a moment, though the shiver as he took off the tunic to expose his upper body wasn't from the sudden change of being dressed to being partially undressed. "And since I intend to fully undress for the rest of the time we spend together, then I'll also prepare accordingly."

Puck climbed off of the bed and stood long enough to undress down to his underwear for the time being. He examined the bracers on his arms and felt along the seam of one for a moment. With a soft click, it popped off. The second was removed, and his clothing was folded and sat aside neatly. Much like a dancer, his body was lithe but also with a hint of toning. Nothing on par with Owen's build, but something that suggested Puck kept himself busy enough in the time spent between forms.

Puck climbed back into the bed, positioning himself back over Loki. "Done and done." he gave her a kiss on one of her cheeks. "Unless this doesn't quite meet your expectations?"

As Puck moved, Loki did as well to sit with her legs shifted to the side slightly. Not shy about watching either, and when he came back she held her arms open to pull him in. Turning to kiss him, and letting her hands trace along newly bared skin. Exploring and teasing and learning dips and lines, while tasting him and focusing on that kiss. Trying to tell Puck without words that this was wanted, and enjoyed, and Loki was, for a rare turn, contented. To share that enjoyment and pleasure.

He could finish undressing her just fine in a moment.

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