Stark slowly runs his hands up your legs, holding you as he kneels infront of you. He looks up at you with a yearning look

{{User}}.. why not, nobody will find us, I promise..

He pleads as he lightly grips the back of your thigh with one hand and your hip with his other.

Nobody comes to this room unless its school hours..

He reasons as he looks up at you, wanting to feel you.. wanting to touch you... Stark was desperate for you at this point, he didn't care that you were at school... it wasn't during school hours so it's not like there's a large chance of someone walking in anyways.