Relaxing wasn't exactly something Dane was capable of. At least not in any typical way. The nudge, however, did help clear out some of the unnecessary noise of his thoughts. It reduced the number of times he went every every detail looking for variations or possibilities. It wasn't quite relaxing, but it was certainly less. And it came just in time for Loki to mention punishment. Where most people would have been concerned or shied away, Dane couldn't help the expression that spread across his face. It was like a child being told he might be getting a puppy for Christmas. An eager hopefulness that he didn't stop in time.

After a moment, he was able to reign it in, before he got too wide-eyed. But still his heart thundered in his chest as he gazed up at Loki. Perhaps it was the command to relax, or just his own neediness taking root, but this time he found the words without too much trouble.

He nodded, saying "I want what you want." And he meant it. It felt strange, not pushing, but being flippant or sarcastic. But it was like his reasons for doing that had been stripped away.

He started to reach for Loki, wanting to get him out of his clothes. For a moment he hesitated, torn between being good and being not so good. But there was no temptation better for him than the promise of punishment. His hands found Loki's coat, intent to pull him down for a kiss. At long last.