"Fair enough. As you wish, sir." That was intriguing, the wheels inside Edward's head turning. He knew that Jonathan was getting off on this, he could feel, hell, he could see how much it all excited him. Yet he did not wish to be touched. "I'm going to take clothes off though. It's warm."

Well, it was a sweaty activity. Edward opened up his jacket and took that off quickly, tossing it over the side of the bed. He didn't want to discourage Jonathan playing with his hair, but he did want to shed some layers. His jeans were still undone. On top he was just wearing a green shirt with the black question marks he had embroidered on it, and he was tempted to take that off too. "Do you mind?"