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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.

Puck was used to being admired by his lovers- Oberon's children in general would take lovers as it suited them, and Puck wasn't an exception. On the same hand, he admired his lovers. Sex was usually a mix of passion and fun for him. As he was pulled back into the bed he chuckled and paid attention to how Loki's hands learned his figure. His skin was smooth, having been well cared for-- the salary paid by Xanatos ensured that Puck could afford the highest end bath products one could find in Manhattan, but some of it was also attributed to simply being one of the fae. But a few polite lies to shop workers had ensured a good working relationship. Owen Burnette was a good customer for a reason.

He inhaled a bit as she explored his torso and leaned into the kiss some more, trying to talk around it and failing as his words came out in a muffle. Puck broke the kiss and rested his forehead against Loki's shoulder for a moment in a laugh.

"All right, talking and kissing is still something I can't do at the same time. But as I was trying to say," Puck finished as he lifted his head to meet her gaze. "Good, I'm glad that I've met your requirement."

Loki just grinned at him, and leaned forward to nuzzle his nose. "It takes practice, and really you're not kissing properly and speaking at the same time. It's the lightest of touches and contact, just enough to tease and entice, but not to impede." She confided, keeping her arms around him while leaning into him, ready to wind herself around him however he wanted. "It should not be a requirement that you be handsome--but I do prefer aesthetically pleasing lovers, and I already knew you were handsome too. We shared a hot spring, though I did try to give you your privacy."

"Then all of those movies I've watched were lying." Puck said flatly as he took mental notes and put them into practice, giving some quick kisses to Loki's neck as he spoke. "Let's see.. Oh, yes that's much different." Puck pulled away with a light laugh. "My modesty only fits this specific personality, you realize. I can be shameless when I want, but never disingenuous. Not in this aspect. It'd be far too unkind."

"I'm sure you can. You're a trickster, and I know that role well." Loki teased back, leaving small kisses against his cheek. "I suspect, like me, you keep what is private that which you truly want to be private. And any who go looking will simply not know it is there, because of how showy you are otherwise. One hand climbed into his hair once more, but was now brushing his nape and stroking along the back of his neck.

"In any case, I've enjoyed all the facets of you that you've shown me so far."

"It's very true, yes." Puck answered with a light shiver at her fingers on his neck. "Ah.."

"Good, then I'll continue showing them to you. But not entirely during this moment." Puck took a breath to refocus and looked at Loki's dress again in thought. "If we're going to enjoy each other, we'll do it properly." he said with a resolute nod. "As lovely as this outfit is, I'm sure you're nicer without it." He made short work of taking the dress off the rest of the way, and like Puck had done with his own outfit, folded it and set it aside gently.

Loki stole one quick kiss before helping Puck remove the night-gown. It was plain, but a lovely emerald and soft and comfy. The extra care to fold it did not surprise her at all, and once again she held out her arms for him to come back and be held.

"I'd hate to think of what doing this improperly would be like. Although I'm sure I'd be able to come up with ideas." Murmured against his skin in turn, by one of his ears while one hand caressed the other. Holding him close and enjoying the contact of skin to skin.

Puck also went ahead and removed his underwear, setting them aside with the rest of his own clothes. He found Loki's arms again as he rejoined her. "I won't bore you with the details or an example, I assure you." he said with a grin. The skin to skin contact was lovely and Puck leaned into it for a moment. The shivering at his ears being played with was also pleasant but Puck was never a poor guest, especially in the bedroom.

He broke the embrace long enough to position himself to lay on his stomach above Loki's hips. Puck looked up from his position, expression curious for a moment before he grinned as he asked;

"I haven't even asked-- Do you enjoy being topped or doing the topping in this situation? Don't get clever and tell me that 'whatever I'd like' is fine, right now this is about you as much as it's about the both of us."

"Clever is all I know how to be though?" Loki said with an impish grin, winding her arms (and herself) around him. "Honestly? I like both though among other positions. Really I worry that you've had uncreative lovers before. It is about us both, and so far you've been the more giving. Let me rectify that." Her grin had morphed into a more genuine and sweet smile, though playfulness remained in blue-green eyes.

It wasn't hard, wound around him as she was, to shift and flip so that he now was on his back. Perhaps she'd stay like that for it all, perhaps not, as Loki shifted so that she could take in the view of all of him. Then leaning in once more to kiss him, deep and tasting, and promising. Letting her hands move to explore more fully now, in paths that her mouth would follow.

"You do it well!" Puck assured her, though he was specifically quiet about details, he did mention-- "Your worry isn't unfounded. As many nice ones as I've had, the uncreative ones have stood out for the wrong reasons. But that's not here or there."

As Loki's smile softened, Puck returned it. His eyes widened at the sudden flip but didn't look upset at it happening at all. He'd been topped before, it was nothing new. The playfulness was a nice welcome and Puck returned the kiss. As Loki's hands roamed, Puck half paid attention to where they were going, likewise taking in the view he'd been given.

Loki was definitely more interested in being creative, and in pleasing them both. Sexual intimacy SHOULD be fun and pleasant and playful, in her mind. Why do it otherwise?

Those hands with long fingers combed through his hair and stroked his brow, teased his ears, and then her mouth followed. Murmuring to him, albeit in a language he'd heard her sing in but not understand. Those clever long fingers moved to trace lower though, as she shifted to brace herself on one arm so the other could move. Once more learning the dips and lines of Puck's body, trailing down arms and back up, and along his torso. Skirting closer to where she'd follow eventually, but staying above his belly for now.

Puck tried to translate what was being said but in addition to just not knowing the language along with all of the work Loki's hands were doing, Puck simply enjoyed whatever was being said as a series of sounds instead of words that he understood. They were being said softly and with tenderness, so Puck had no reason not to. He laughed a bit as her fingers ran his arms and torso and moved his free arm to play with one of her breasts.

It was all soft and tender, sweet nothings that Loki absolutely meant but was enjoying having Puck not guess just yet. Moving her kisses along his face and neck, and deliberately nipping one of his earlobes playfully, before soothing it with soft licks. Being sure he was well aware that this was wanted and HE was wanted, and cared for. In some ways, this was better than words that could be twisted or used to lie.

More comfortable for Loki right then, to communicate this way so there was no ambiguity. He in turn was rewarded once more when the fae did something very right. Sighs of breath, or soft stutters, Loki had never been a loud lover really. All about the subtleties with her.

Eventually though, she moved both out of his touch, and away from his face and neck. Down to his collarbone, mapping it with lips and mouth, and then tracing lower. It allowed her hand to go lower too, teasing at his hip and thighs and deliberately avoiding where he might want her most for now.

There was a lot being said without a lot being said. Puck's responsiveness to Loki's touches, kisses and a surprising nip at one of his earlobes was equally showing how good she was at what she was doing as well as how much Puck was enjoying everything. Sometimes words got in the way, especially during sex.

He looked mildly disappointed as she moved again, putting his free hand back onto the bed for the time being. As Loki's hand fell lower, Puck found his voice in a shiver but instead of a whole sentence he managed- "Please!". Puck would beg, but he wouldn't cheapen the experience they were sharing by moving his hips or thighs in time with the word said.

Could he feel the curl of her mouth against his skin into a smile. Followed by a kiss as reward, mouth still playing along his stomach and hips. Loki shifted a bit lower and moved one of her legs between his own to keep that touch and connection too. As much as she teased though and could be ruthless, Loki didn't enjoy being cruel. Especially in loveplay. Clever fingers moved up along skin to find where his pleasure was centered. Light at first, learning shape and feel, then firmer and more determined and focused on him.

He could for a moment but Puck was back to focusing on what Loki was doing as she changed positions and grinned briefly at the skin on skin contact of their legs. When her hands explored and then found purchase, Puck's back arched slightly as he gasped. He saw the logic play a moment later and lifted his head from the bed long enough to look at Loki in a mix of affection and entertainment.

Puck had been turned on by the time they were finishing up undressing each other, but his emotions mixed with his arousal made that more obvious by the time Loki had decided what her response would be to his pleading. Even if it'd just been a single word instead of a few sentences worth.

He arched, and that arm she'd been bracing herself on slid slightly under him. Anchoring her, holding him and providing more contact and reassurance. Trying to give him all the sensations she could that she was there, with him, besides the obvious.

"Let me know when you want me to stop." Loki murmured against his hipbone, loud enough to be heard but with her mouth caressing the skin. Otherwise clever fingers touched and teased, did their best to delight and discover new ways to make him tremble.

The reassurances being given helped-- Puck knew that Loki was there in ways besides the physical and that in turn was helping to keep his heart emotionally warmed. It had been longer than he liked to consider since he'd taken a lover even casually, and having one as fun and as endearing as Loki had proven was simply touching him on a deeper level than Puck had been expecting.

As Loki murmured against his hip while continuing her playing, Puck managed to nod as he felt himself growing erect as he did in fact tremble from being explored. Puck suddenly imagined Loki as a skilled musician and had to bite his tongue almost to the point of bleeding not to laugh. If she was the musician then he was the current instrument being played expertly. Before he could taste blood, Puck freed his tongue and spoke, feeling playful.

"It does feel good, so it would be a shame to tell you stop early! I never watch the clock while in bed, and this little dose of trickster logic is as pleasant as you are. It would be nice to put my hands to use holding something besides linen."

Puck's free hand, in the time that all of this was happening, had found the sheets an excellent thing to grab onto for unneeded stability.

"Hmm let me think then." Loki murmured, with a last kiss before pulling away. Her touch remained though, playful and focused and knowing. "What would you like to touch? You have lovely hands after all, and it would be a shame for them to be wasted on the bed."

Puck watched as Loki pulled away but didn't stop touching him. He let go of the bedding with a grin, in spite of his cheeks being flushed. Puck managed to answer, feeling a bit metaphorically pulled in two directions as he did so.

"They are lovely! I'm sure I'd much rather start with touching your legs and then move onto other equally nice places."

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