“What's in it for me if I answer all these assignments you got piled up?”

The man behind you squeezes your waist as his words slurred through his attempt to hide the growing smirk on his face. Hiro was your einstein level genius of a boyfriend, and currently, you were between his legs as he clutched the notebook on your thighs, clicking his tongue as he saw your work; which definitely did not leave an impressive mark on someone like him.

“A kiss for every question I solve?” He smirked, lips close to your ear as his breath fanned your already boiling hot cheeks. The answer to his own question was a scenario he could see happening—or maybe just voicing out the fantasies he wants to see happening.

“Cause you don't drive a hard bargain—it comes easy, and you know I like that.