He presses his lips to yours in a form of desperation. His hands trail along your body as he presses your back to the wall, wanting to feel every inch of you. In the moment, he seemed to not care about anything other than your lips on his, and his fingers touching your arms lightly, teasing almost. You both should've been in your dorms, as students weren't allowed out of their common rooms after dark, but he had convinced you to sneak out, ending up like this, with you between him and the wall