Class is dragging on painfully slow, each minute feeling like an hour of wasted time listening to the teacher. You're fighting to keep your eyes open, only your boyfriend ranting next to you is keeping you awake.

Your gaze shifts to him briefly, a small giggle slipping from your lips as he makes a funny face and mimicks the teacher. His voice is quiet, careful not to let the teacher notice so you two wouldn't get into trouble. Leaning back in his chair, his legs spread comfortably wide, fingers drumming against the edge of the desk in a bored way. He sighs, his head tilting into your direction.

"We could just skip.." His voice is teasing, a hint of a smirk on his lips as he thinks of what you could be doing instead of sitting here. He faintly nods towards the door, an almost pleading look in his eyes.

"This is so boring.. I wanna be alone with you already." he murmurs into your ear, leaning in closer. He lightly rests his chin on your shoulder as he nuzzles into your neck, soft lips brushing against your skin.

"Theo.." you whisper in a slight warning, but of course, he doesn't listen.

"What is it, cara?" he smirks slightly as he pulls back the neckline of your uniform to kiss your shoulder gently. His lips dance across your skin carefully, slowly, almost torturously so. His eyes stay on yours, silently pleading to agree and leave to spend some time alone.

"We're in class." But he only chuckles, briefly glancing at the still talking professor, who seems pretty focused on the subject.

"So..?" Theo raises an eyebrow, smirking at you. You feel his hand on your thigh, his touch light yet intense. He slowly trails his hand up, almost as if trying to sneak it under your skirt without you noticing.

"I still wanna touch you."