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Puck smiled back before he returned the kiss and in turn wrapped his arms around Loki. "We're spoiled for choice, we should do most of it just to be safe." he murmured against Loki's skin. "Why waste options?"

"True. Although I will express a mild preference for more cuddling, especially if it's under blankets." Spoken against Puck's cheek, with a soft nuzzle. "Wind myself around you again in different way."

Just gonna start walking them both back to his bed to enact that very plan.

"You don't have to ask me twice." Puck remarked as they reached the bed. Once they were back in it and under the blankets, Puck chuckled. "You really do love it, that's so charming."

It's also nothing Puck would complain about.

True to his word, Loki wound himself around Puck once more. The bed was very nice, with multiple pillows and a variety of blankets. Long enough too, to accommodate Loki if he stretched out. "I do like my alone time too, but I've always craved more pleasant physical affection when I can get it. Especially with lovers." Loki buried his face against Puck's hair, the smile turning a little sad. "I could tell myself it meant things, and it was a balm against the feeling of not belonging. Comforting little lies to myself even though I knew they weren't true."

There was a shrug of his shoulders. "You're different. But I've tried to show you that, and I'm still figuring out all the ways." There was a kiss against the silver-white strands. "Also...if you're curious. My actual last name, properly, would be Laufeyson. I've never claimed that one though. I have claimed Odinson briefly. It is, I suppose, what I would consider to be the more 'true' of my last names, as Odin did raise me. But as you've seen, I prefer not to use my last name overall."

Puck listened and reached up to touch Loki's face as he spoke. "You are showing me that, and it only makes me love you more." he assured.

He nodded as Loki finished speaking. "You're not the first being to tell small lies to themselves. Puck looked up and moved until he could kiss Loki properly. "I would stay here until my legs and arms were numb, if it'd satisfy you." There was no hint of joking.

As he settled back down, Puck added, "If you prefer to be called Loki of Asgard, then that's what I'll keep calling you. But my curiosity has been answered, yes."

"You've shown me, and backed up your words with actions when you tell me, that effectively I am safe with you. To share more things that I often have trouble facing myself. You've offered me trust and a rare gift, and I value that, and do what I can to give back." Loki murmured, moving to hold the fae and one hand going to his hair to thread fingers in it. "Yes, I know, this isn't transactional. But so much of this is all new to me and I'm trying. To be better than I was. To be more than what I was."

"I do a lot, but lie about something that important isn't one of them." Puck rested against Loki and relaxed as his hair was played with. "Thank you. Thank you for trying, even if a lot of this is new to you, and for thinking I'm equally worthy of seeing you try." Puck rested his hand over the hand Loki was using to hold him. Puck needed Loki to know he was there for him both physically and emotionally.

"I'm excited to see you be more, but I'm also excited to see you, Loki. You're always worth that."

Loki laced their fingers, where Puck held his over Loki's own. Blue-green eyes closed, mostly so that there was no chance to reveal how deep that statement had hit. A good hit, and Loki took a deep breath. "I wonder if you know how much that means to me." He said, whisper quiet. "I won't deny that I'm narcissistic at times, and have an ego that I can back up...but no one ever really wants to see me." Still whisper quiet, and Puck was hugged fiercely.

Puck listened, his ears picking up the quieter tones easily. As he was swept into a hug, Puck reached back with his arms to let them rest over Loki's shoulders, returning the hug as best that he could without needing to turn around. "That's their loss, because I love seeing you. Some beings are scared by confidence. Some are scared by egotism." Puck let his hands play along the nape of Loki's neck and some of his strands of hair.

"But I'm not, because your name isn't Oberon or Titania. As long as it's only at times, and not constant, I think you'll be fine. I know where my fears lie, and they're not with you." A beat. "They never have been, honestly."

Loki let out a soft chuckle, and moved to kiss Puck's hair. "You're going to make me cry at this rate. How are you so good?" It was an honest question, with layers of emotion to it. Loki hadn't meant to get maudlin though.

"I'll stop being so maudlin in a moment, I promise. Feeling better after your stretch, anywhere still ache?" Loki was happy to cuddle, but wanted to be a good partner as well.

"Centuries of practice." Puck said like he was divulging a company secret. "No, it's because you're equally good at sharing; and I'm good at picking things up." He smiled at the kiss to his head. "You really don't need to, but-- I'm feeling better enough, I think."

Puck stretched his left leg and flinched as a twinge of pain shot through it. "No, I spoke too soon-- my left leg is still sore. But I think a walk would help work this out more than anything else." It reminded him of overworking muscles at the gym, if anything.

"Care to get dressed and join me?" Puck likewise enjoyed the cuddling and everything else that went on, but he was also going to keep his promise. A walk, or anything else first. Maybe even some poetry if he felt like it.

Curled up as they were, Loki was aware of that flinch, and immediately moved to stroke Puck's shoulders and hug him slightly tighter in comfort. "Lack of practice in intimate activities. We'll have to fix that." With a small grin though, and playfulness in the tone.

"But I'd love to join you, and I won't be upset if you decide to fly either. I'm glad to see you happy and enjoying yourself." One more hug, and then Loki let himself unwind from around the other so Puck could move. Dressing wouldn't take long, although Loki was going to remove the spell on his room first.

"I'll be sure to clear my schedule." Puck joked back. As they separated, Puck climbed back out of the bed and got himself dressed. It really didn't take very long at all. With a glance over his outfit and a nod, Puck idly finger combed his hair and let it fall where it wanted.

"As fun as a flight sounds, I'll save that after some time spent walking with my feet on the ground. Probably on the way back, actually! By then my leg will feel normal and I won't have to worry about another sudden pain. I'd hate to need to make an emergency landing, or accidentally hit a tree or something."

Taking the spell down wasn't nearly as interesting as when it had been put up, as Loki just touched the wall while making a fist with his other hand. A single word was said and that fist opened as if he'd been releasing something. From there he was quick to dress, layers and with a hood to his over-tunic along with the high-neck.

"I can't see you hitting a tree, or having any of those problems, but I understand." Loki said, moving to take the fae's hand. Bringing it up to his cheek, then turning to kiss it. "Let's go exploring, Robin" With a teasing and affectionate grin.

Puck looked away, giving Loki his privacy to dress before he faced him again. "It's because I'll be walking first that you won't see any of those." he answered with a smile at the kiss. Puck gave him a kiss on his opposite cheek and squeezed his hand.

"Lead the way, this Robin will fly soon enough." The teasing grin was returned. "I might even sing, just to keep you interested during it."

It was very sweet that Puck did so, although Loki wouldn't have minded. Far from body shy, as Puck has seen a few times now. Loki was quite aware he was handsome (or beautiful, when female) and certainly did not mind being admired. Still, he didn't take long.

"I just know how much your flight has meant to you, so I want you to enjoy it." Smiling at the kiss as well, and the hand squeeze. "And here I was planning to put more obstacles and rings around so you could show off again. But I might sing with you." Loki said, leading the way out of his room and the cottage as they headed for the forest.

"There's only so much air in my lungs-- I can fly an obstacle course, or sing, but not both at the same time." Puck remarked as they headed into the forest. Holding onto Loki's hand as they walked, Puck grinned.

"Your confidence suggesting otherwise is very appreciated." He brought the hand he was holding up for a kiss. "Speaking of songs, anything specifically you're wanting to hear? I was thinking of that one I sang a bit ago-- the one in Latin. But I'll sing anything within reason." There was a playful wink.

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