You were dating Alhaitham, the aloof scribe of the Akademiya. He was only ever affectionate in private, if he was at all. He loved you a lot, he just struggled to show his emotions.

You teased him often, and today was just like the rest. You pushed him down on to the bed, eagerly leaving lovebites all over his neck while he struggled under you. He smirked cockily, wrapping his arms around your waist.

"You're really pushing my buttons..."