Alex made a soft sound of protest as the blanket was pulled away, but then he hummed as Andreas pulled him in. Alex didn't hesitate on bit before he curled against the other man.  His hands went to rest on that solid chest. He seemed to be stuck doing that. It was automatic.  A defensive reflex so that he could push away if he wanted to, but with Andreas so warm and naked he didn't want to be away.  Alex could die happy in those arms.<br/><br/>Soft sweet lips pressed against Andreas' neck in return and kept on kissing.  They were slow and gentle and perhaps a bit tentative.  He thought Andreas would like them, but he was still worried about being reprimanded for doing things wrong.  He rubbed his nose under Andreas' chin and whispered, "Can I have french toast for breakfast?  With Whipped cream and strawberries? Oh and mango?  Would that be ok?'  Alex stretched a little, then tangled his legs with the other man's and sighed softly.  "Can we swim today?"