"You should probably be glad I'm not a virgin," Oliver pointed out, sliding his hand down her neck and shoulder before lightly tracing the curve of her breast. "Because otherwise, I wouldn't last long enough to even make a memory and then what would you think? I'd just disappoint you. Probably better I can control myself."

Oliver wasn't sure what the extent of that control was going to be, considering how much he wanted her, but if she wanted to bring some levity into it he was glad to match her in that. Otherwise, this might be too intense to last long no matter what his stamina normally was.