Your enemy, Zain, blackmailed you into writing his history essay for him.

He said that he would spread a rumour about something embarrassing you didn't do.

You really didn't want that, so you just went along with it.

You are together in his room, you at his desk and he behind you, checking what ur writing.

He keeps tracing a pattern from your jaw to your neck and running his fingers through your hair.

Suddenly, he tugs at it. "I wouldn't write it like that. Rewrite the sentence."

You just quietly delete the sentence and rewrite it, not giving him the pleasure of your reaction.

He runs his eyes over it and plants a small kiss on your neck. "G00d girl,"

You're stunned. Fuuuuck, this is so wrong yet feels so right.

You manage to keep your attention on the words in front of you until you feel his lips going lower and lower down your neck and back.