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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."

Now there was a hint of flush on her own cheeks, and a slightly shy but affectionate look. "That could be arranged. I'm glad you find me equally as pleasing as I find you." A moment to consider, before Loki was shifting. Careful to not impede her current focus while touching him, but shifting so that they're bodies were parallel of a sort, her legs and hips well within his reach. It allowed her to also give attention to his own upper thighs, and to start learning the shape and feel of his legs with her mouth.

Puck gave a gentle smile in return, amused to see the color on her cheeks. "Of course I do." he said simply while Loki repositioned herself. Puck's legs were a bit long, but not as muscular as a dancer's in spite of his build. It probably came from the fact that most of his form of flight was more based around hovering, but Puck was never bothered by that fact. His hands found her legs, touching them gently at first to get her used to it but also to learn how her skin felt.

Puck trailed upwards from her calves to her knees, going around the outer edges to avoid accidentally triggering any unplanned kicks before he began to move towards her thighs. He admired between her thighs for a moment and then looked up and towards her with a questioning glance before he asked simply, "May I?"

Her skin was soft, with few scars--much like her torso or arms. Part of it was how Loki was always so covered up. Part of it was her heightened healing ability as a frost Giant. There was a small shiver, and soft sigh of in-drawn breath with his first touches. Still, she held herself steady, enjoying the affection and happy to provide it in turn. Not just at his arousal either, but her touches moved to include his hips and upper thighs, and lower below his erection too.

The question though, brought a "Hmm?" And Loki laughed softly, especially as she blushed too at the request. She had not asked, after all. "Such a gentleman, and you may. Please do, my Puck."

With permission given, Puck smiled and let his dominate hand move from tracing her thighs to letting his fingers trace her sex. His fingers moved slowly but also with purpose as Puck's fingers glided over it, paying attention to how Loki reacted. His other hand continued to explore her thighs and hips.

"I'm always a gentleman." Puck said with a playful wink as he adjusted his hand speed, going slightly quicker.

Puck was getting some stronger reactions now, little shivers and tremors, Loki's back arching a bit. Unlike him, she let her hips move with his touch, and soft breathy sighs or small whines met him. "I've a challenge for you then. Sometime you'll have to be a rogue instead of a gentleman. Unless th-that's the role I'm to play?"

Puck let his hands continue their movements, and relaxed his own hips in turn. Keeping noticeably still during sex was a dumb idea and Puck didn't need or want the pain associated with it getting its claws in. He grinned at the challenge, hands slowing to a stop as he answered. "We could continue to just be ourselves-- but if you're asking me to be a more playful and firm--" Puck's hands suddenly resumed exploring, his touch more firm as he'd just mentioned, though the hand at Loki's other thigh slowed to a near crawl.

"Then that's quite easy. Despite my other name, I never steal, not even from the rich."

"My dear Robin, I prefer you to be you and you know it well. I wou-would see all facets of you, just as I suspect you would of me." Loki managed to get out as those pleasant shivers increased along her spine. If she hadn't been ready before, then she was definitely becoming so now.

Puck smiled at the use of his other name but also at Loki's stammer. "Of course I do, and you're very cute when you stammer, if no one's told you before."

Indeed as Puck could tell she was very ready for things to continue, Puck adjusted the position of his hand between her legs and eased two fingers inside. He went slowly more for safety than any sort of want to play. As he found his rhythm while he paid attention to the shudders and gasps Loki had been sharing, Puck allowed his thumb to play at her clitoris, going in steady strokes and circles.

Loki's initial reply was laughter that turned into a sigh and stuttered a bit with his teasing. "I normally don't. Even when drunk I'm articulate in at least three different languages." Loki was able to get out between breaths. "But you, my goodfellow, are quite talented and it's also been a while since I've been with a lover as a female. Now, was I topping, or were you?" At this point she was very ready, and she hoped he was too.

Puck was ready, but the question gave him an idea. Loki had wanted Puck to be more playful, so Puck would follow that guideline. His tone shifted slightly as his fingers continued to work. "How can a damsel in distress top?" he asked in mild surprise, though he left off the Romanian accent. "Let me move properly, and I'll enjoy the new position as much as the new view."

It was hard to move currently, even if Puck enjoyed how Loki's hands felt.

"Oh, am I in distress?" Loki asked, a bit breathily and chuckling slightly. "I did request a ravishing, so I suppose that I do qualify as a damsel." One more parting touch, before her hands went to the bed. A parting kiss against his hip-bone too, before Loki shifted slightly. Puck was still able to touch, but Loki was near enough while letting him move as he would.

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