Puck laughs softly, and kisses his forehead.

Then he gently plucks his wrists free, the better to come around the front of the chair and insinuate himself onto Havelock's lap.

On the one hand: sitting on him.

On the other: Puck is very light, and rather warm, and his arms can wind about Havelock's neck and shoulders with much greater freedom from his new position.