Of course if he'd asked? Oliver would have happily slept with the other in his bed. If Damien wanted him there, anyway. Though the idea of just having his own space at all in a new place was amazing in general.
Pausing when the other took his shirt off, let alone touched him, his face still slightly red from moments before. Before he could answer, or say anything back at all really the other was snogging him. Gaze growing wide, mostly out of surprise rather then anything else.
The second kiss, however, he happily returned. Fingers clutching Damiens shirt almost eagerly and returning the moan with a soft whine of his own. Mostly at the groping and roaming of hands of the other.