"Ugh, you are such a tease right now," Edwin complained with an exasperated sigh. He pointed his toes and let Oliver slide the boxers up his bare legs, arching and bucking when he got further up until they were settled mostly correctly. At this point, Oliver's bed was feeling so comfortable that the slight crookedness didn't bother him as much as the fact that Oliver was touching him, but only kind of in any way that was fun. "Okay, listen, so, remember when I said that thing about being responsible and sexy? Now I hate it," he mumbled as he reached to grab Oliver's shirt again, without sitting up. The bed really was comfy. "I want to just rip this off of you but then I'll be sad about the buttons.