Alex being all shy and sweet was getting to him.  Sure, some guys liked to act the part of the innocent, the young, cute thing worth taking advantage of, but Alex wasn’t acting.  It was easy to see that he didn’t know the first thing about manipulation.  Not that Andreas could complain, because he was having all sorts of lovely images about how sexy Alex would look sprawled out naked on a bed, blushing from head to toe as he was teased and tasted.<br/><br/>But first, a kiss.<br/><br/>Andreas only smiled at the compliment.  Of course, he was beautiful.  That was his thing, being the beautiful one.  But the other blond had moved closer, and he was screaming with everything but his voice to be kissed.<br/><br/>“I’ll take that as a yes,” he teased, grabbing hold of the bottom corners of the blazer he’d tucked Alex in and pulling the man up against him.  He looked down at those lips, just for a moment, and pressed his own against them.  They were full and soft, definitely as plush as they appeared.