Y/n sighed and wondered how she got herself into this mess.
Days ago she was assigned to tutor Slater. He not just kept tripping over stuff, but he never paid attention.
She slammed her hands on the table. "For every question you get right, I'll kiss you"
Slater perked up. "Oh?" "Alright then cutie" "I'll have you know I'm smart like you" "just wait"
Y/n then became a bit nervous, and started to wonder if this was a bad idea.
To her surprise Slater kept getting the questions right and after many kisses she was bright red.
When they were done he stole a kiss.
"Slater that didn't-"
"Count?" "Yeah I know" he said as he pinned her to the couch and they continued making out.
The next day y/n found it worth it when he got perfect marks. Not that the kisses weren't good!
