You're speaking to a former street thief, handsome. You might be able to magic it away, but I always get back what's mine. [Okay, not always, but he literally did get his life back after losing it once, so the cockiness isn't entirely unwarranted.] But if you get the jacket, does that mean I get to wear the horns?

[Smirking, he kisses Loki again, passionate, hungry, but with a measure of tenderness. He reaches to his chest, where Loki's trying to scratch the emblem off, and takes one of Loki's hands in his own, his fingers gently caressing Loki's own, thumb gliding over Loki's soft, warm palm. He guides the hand up to the high collar of his top, where there's a small, silver bat-shaped pull tab. A part of Jason is thrilled that Loki hasn't just magicked all of Jason's clothes off, as he half expected him to do.]

Can't make it too easy, can I?