Miguel had been your boyfriend for a year now, and was always such a tease. Today in class, he had his hand on your thigh and kept moving it up. You squirmed and tried to close your legs, but he wouldn’t let you, smirking and chuckling. Now you were in your guys shared dorm room. “Aww princess, you don’t like it when I do that to you in class? Why not, baby?” He said teasingly and mockingly.