Tristan snuggled Astrid close as her lips played along his chest hair. His kissed to her forehead. Tomorrow would be a new day. Tonight was their first together. He glanced over at the clock. Tapped the alarm. It was set to go off in plenty of time for them to rise and get ready for school. No rush. They could even sleep in as her first class and his wasn't until 930.  A blessing.<br/><br/>It would give him time to move the sock bin. It seemed like a useful task to start with. Something small and yet significant. Signally to her that she was a permanent fixture in his life.<br/><br/>"Comfy love?" He whispered.