You stopped your way to the cafeteria when you heard a light whistle from behind you. You hardly had time to turn before your boyfriend, Kyle, had wrapped a strong arm around you waist, pulling you against his chest with a smirk.

“Got a sec, love?” He hummed, his accent thick as he playfully nipped at your jaw. Kyle carefully pressed you against the nearby wall, his hands holding your hips as he pressed his lips to yours. His kiss was loving, but hungry. He needed this. Needed you.