Puck should be entertained, as Loki was not usually hesitant about that kind of thing. Exactly as the fae figured, Loki did feel comfortable to try that with someone she was lowering her guard around and actually cared for. At the very least as friend-and-companion, but possibly other layers too. Layers that Loki herself was only starting to have glimpses of.

Again, she leaned into the touch with the hair petting, and nuzzled against his cheek and jaw. Behaving with her hands for now, though they also moved to pet white strands of hair. "I enjoy the challenge and playfulness that I have with you. That, more than anything, is what drew me in. I rarely meet my match." It wasn't the honeyed words themselves or the grand romance, but that simple joy and pleasure of finding someone who could 'play' on an equal level. Who was entertaining and interesting and could keep up. Usually Loki also had her superiority complex, because most people didn't measure up in her eyes and view.

"I'll look forward to the surprise, and have to think about what I can do for you in turn. Do you have any preferences, or should I just see what comes to me?"