"How about a handsome-shaped mattress that doubles as a throw blanket?" Oliver laughed, figuring that would be about as closely accurate to potential cuddling as he could make when compared to bedroom gear. He wasn't about to let Edwin get trapped under him, in case he felt sick during the night. That, or there might be a chance Edwin wouldn't be all that on board for Oliver's snuggling habit once he'd sobered up a little. For some reason he doubted that.
He grinned, but ducked his head to hide it a bit as he slid both of Edwin's shoes off at the same time, lining them up parallel to the mattress near the headboard. "Oh yeah? You managed to stop thinkin' about my butt for five seconds? You must be all sobered up."