Michael wasn't necessarily angling for anything else, yet, but he definitely wanted the kissing, cuddling, and touching. He didn't want to keep his hands to himself, and he didn't want Alex to keep his to himself. Each touch of Alex's fingers running over his spine made him shiver, and shivering was better than trembling.

He nuzzled softly at Alex's jaw, nibbling along it, then back to his lips for a soft, but deep kiss.

"You've actually..." He nipped at Alex's lower lip, but just with lips, no scrape of teeth, not yet. "Been very flip-floppy on that point. You could flip again..."