"Just," he pressed his lips to mine, "this one time." I breathed out, leaning in to him at the feeling of his touch. "You've said that the past three times," he chuckled, pressing my back into a wall. He lifted my legs and wrapped them around him, muttering "Let's face it, you're my little sex nerd." "Just because you can't get laid by anyone else?" I smirked. This made him shrug and instead of responding, he kissed me. -•-•-•- "What do I get out of it?" I asked, pressing my books closer to my chest. He laughed, leaning against a door. "Reed," he started, "Sweet, sweet, nerdy little Reed. You get to indulge in the mental and physical images of this," he gestured down his body, "gorgeous being." I sighed, mentally making a list of both pros and cons. I guess it wouldn't hurt; it's not like we're going to get married from this, right? "Fine, whatever, Elliot." He grinned at me, before slowly backing up. "Thanks, nerd! Be . . ." He looked around to see if anyone was in hearing distance. When he realized that everyone but us had left Uni, he spoke once again: "Meet me at mine tonight at six o'clock." -•-•- I hadn't seen anything bad coming from it, I honestly hadn't. Little did I know that I would end up in such a mess. And it's all because of Elliot Winters wanting me to be his little nerd with benefits.