Oliver didn't reply to the innuendo, but reached an arm out to goose him when Edwin turned, then followed along. His own pile really was impressive, so much so that he knew it would take forever and a day for them to get through both, especially if they wanted to see the presents for everyone else too. A cursory glance around told Oliver that he probably didn't want to do that, considering there had to be at least two hundred gifts here.
Looking back to Edwin, he figured that they could at least take their time with their gifts to each other, so he moved to sit on the floor next to his pile, grabbing for the nearest one that said his boyfriend's name on it. It was relatively small, but a little heavy, and a light, gentle shake told him that whatever was inside was likely made from some kind of metal. Waiting for Edwin to get comfortable beside him, be ripped the wrapping paper carefully in an effort to minimize cleanup. The blank box underneath told him very little, but upon opening it and seeing the brass rocking horse inside he smiled, lifting it and turning it in his hand. "What-" he started, only to realize there was a small box with a winding key on the side, realizing what it was. The tune that chimed from the music box wasn't familiar at first, until the refrain, and he grinned widely and joined in with "-needs a horse, needs a horse, and he's gotta have a rope, have a rope-" That was about as far as he got before erupting into laughter, setting the horse down and using a finger to send it rocking while he pulled Edwin over for a kiss. "This is adorable. You get me spurs too?"