Edwin's response was delayed enough that it was easy to assume that he hadn't actually heard any of the words between the kisses. He leaned in for another kiss, but stopped halfway in when Oliver's proposition sunk in. An undignified laugh slipped out, and when he leaned in he just rested his forehead against Oliver's. "I already forgot the order of all of that but I like the butt thing. I hope you're wearing a costume. Wait. I hope you're wearing no costume."
He unwrapped himself from the handsome sober man and started scooting off the bed. "I like the way that you are responsible, and also sexy!"