Oliver relinquished the phone and let Edwin tuck in with him, wrapping his arms around the man's lap and peering over his shoulder so they were both well within the shot. When Edwin made his proclamation, Oliver snorted, turning his face into Edwin's neck. "Yeah, that's not how this is gonna work."
He started with a light raspberry against Edwin's neck, making the hold with his arms slightly tighter so the man couldn't squirm away, then followed up with a chain of loud kisses that turned lighter and sweeter once the scent of the elf fully registered in his brain. His fervor seemed to wane slightly after a few seconds, and he just rested his head on Edwin's shoulder to peer at the pair of them in the reflection of the camera. After a second, he used the image to direct his hand, raising it and ruffling Edwin's hair so it was more reminiscent of how it had looked that morning.