It had been a particularly gracious bit of kindness in allowing her clothes. In allowing her space and even the illusion of privacy. In not just forcing himself on her at the start, allowing her time instead to see the truth of her situation, to reassess her loyalties on her own. Albeit with some...encouragement.

It was clear that Loki's patient manipulations were paying off in spades now, however. He watched Claudia hungrily as she undressed, a wolf sizing up a particularly sweet rabbit. His hands remained steady, so that even with his more complicated clothing, Loki was undressed scant seconds before Claudia succeeded in doing so. He could see her grappling with the desire to surge forward...but she knew that was not her place.

Good girl. Loki smiled exultantly, and after just a second to let her stew, beckoned her near with a crook of his finger. The god sat with his legs open and parted, his cock erect and hard and aching.

"Show me what you want, my dear."

He wanted her to come to him. Take his cock inside. Take that step of what remained of her own free will.