Liam :
You're sprawled out on the floor, your geography texts books and papers everywhere. You sigh, looking at the load that you have to do for the next day. Liam walks in and comes and sits next to you. "Do you need anything?" You shake your head, and sit up, so you're next to him, pulling a book into your lap. "So. What is this all about anyway?" he asks, coming closer to you. "At the moment, the geography of the Unites States." "Hmm..." his breath is hot on your neck. He presses a kiss onto your shoulder. "You know (Y/N), I never was good at geography..." You smile, but push him back. "I'm sorry Liam, this is really important. If you're going to stay, help me... And none of that, okay?" He dutifully picks up a book, and starts to highlight passages. You give him a small peck on the cheek to thank him. "No distractions, (Y/N)..." he says, pushing you away this time.
Zayn :
You're on the couch, your laptop on your knees, writing an essay on writers in the nineteenth century. Zayn walks in, and sits on the other side of the couch. He starts to play with your feet, massaging the toes. It feels really nice, and then he starts to move up your leg. He sits up, so he can reach your thigh, his fingers moving, making you shudder. You look down at the computer screen, and then slap his hands away when you see you haven't written in twenty minutes. "Zayn, babe. Don't do that to me... You know I need to study!" He looks back at you, biting his lip guiltily. "We can be quick..." You close your laptop, not needing much convincing.
Niall :
You're struggling, going through your maths text book, trying to pick up any extra tips that could help during the exam tomorrow. You're sitting next to your boyfriend Niall on the couch, and his hand is resting next to your leg. You feel it move slowly onto your thigh, moving higher and higher. "Niall!" "What?" he asks innocently. He starts to stroke your crotch, making it very hard for you to concentrate. "Really Niall! I love you but I really have to study..." He pulls a sad face. "Fine. Is there anything I can do to help?" You sigh. "I'm sorry Ni, but the most useful thing would probably be to leave me alone..." His sad pout worsens, until an idea and a smile flash across his face. "How about you get one hour study, and then you get a little reward?" You laugh, getting at what he's insinuating. "Okay Niall. Now shoo!"
Harry :
You're lying on your king sized bed, the one you share with Harry, with your laptop open and papers everywhere. You're not wearing much, just a little nightdress that Harry had bought for you. "What are you working on?" asks Harry. "Science." He sits and watches you work. "You know (Y/N)? You're so sexy when you're working." He sits on the lounge, and pushes you back away from your laptop, kissing you passionately. You pull back. "Haz, I have to get this done..." He looks you in the eyes. "But I am an expert in science, particularly that of the human anatomy. I'm sure I could help you more than those papers could." He flashes you a cheeky smile. You kiss him lightly on the lips. "No, Harry. Later. When i'm done we can conduct as many experiments as you want...
Louis :
You have a French exam in the morning, and are trying to learn conjugations. Louis is meant to be helping you by quizzing you, but he keeps asking you sexual questions. "Lou, why are you so horny today?" "Because I'm around you." He moves forward to kiss you, wrapping one arm around you and skilfully undoing your bra. "Hey!" you yell. You re-clasp your bra, and push Louis off you. "Sorry, Lou. I really do have to study." He sighs dramatically and walks out of the room. "Let me know when you're done, and don't keep me waiting too long..."
