"Yes sir, Cyclops," Oliver teased, even as he started to do exactly as Sam commanded. He toed his shoes off, letting them tumble to the floor, then undid his pants and pushed them down his hips. It was only then that it fully hit him that he was going to have to move off of Sam to complete this mission. He gave Sam a quick, apologetic kiss before shifting onto the next couch cushion, his legs arched over Sam's lap as he shimmied out of his jeans and underwear. Being on display while he did it was...not unintentional.