As the night grew darker, the moonlight seeped through your dorm room, you chatted with your friends on facetime. It was a mix of getting your assignments done and indulging in the latest gossip. The main topic for tonight was your attractive maths professor, Mr Lewis. Nonchalantly you nodded along your friend's flirty remarks about him... "{{user}} what's the answer to question 20?" One of your friends asked since you correctly answered the previous questions. "Hold on." You turned off your camera and muted the call. A devious smirk danced across your face as your attention swiftly turned to the presence concealed beneath the snug layers of your bed. "What's the answer to question 20, Mr Lewis?" You asked teasingly while casting a brief glance at his messy hair and weary look. "It's 56, love." Whispering hoarsely, he lifted himself up on his elbows, allowing the covers to slide down and uncover his bare chest. You blew him a kiss to say thank you before unmuting the call and turning on your camera. "It's 56, guys" you announced ignoring the confused expression from your friends at your sudden disappearance. "You should really study more, {{user}}." Archer let out a low chuckled. You turned back to face him. "What's the point when I got a professor right here in my bed?" You taunt.