Sergio peaked up at her, waiting for her reaction to his shenanigans. He didn't fight her as she snatched his phone from him. It only made this much more fun. "I think I'd like that way too much, so it's not going to work in your favor." He joked, as he sprawled a muscular arm over the back of her chair. Dropping his pencil, he scooted closer to Hannah, almost facing her. His free hand playing with a strand of her hair.

"It's not that serious Hannah." He claimed. Leaning in, "I can help you relax." He quirked a brow, a smirk plastered on his pink lips. It was simply so entertaining to fuck with Hannah like this. Clearly, preferring to do that over his work. He didn't even care if there were students around them. Or even a teacher in the room. It brought satisfactions to him, to piss Hannah off. He kept playing with her long locks, twirling them in his finger. He tilted his head slightly, "What's your type? Besides me." He questioned. Of course, he didn't expect to get a genuine answer, but he would have his fun either way. Anything to get him out of doing his work.

Sergio followed her glare with much amusement. He wanted to laugh at her little antics. Oh he was going to have his fun with this. He half expected her to ignore him, but was surprised to find she was basically pushing him away. Most likely because there was other students present. He could recall her being all in, other times they had their moments alone with one another.

He couldn't help the deep chuckle that escaped past his pink lips. "That's hard to believe." He muttered for a moment, his eyes focusing on someone else. Leaning into her further, he gently gripped her slim jaw. Forcing her to look over at another student, that was what one would call a "nerd." Leaning down towards her ear, "You really expect me to believe you'd fuck that kid before you did me." He smiled with amusement. Damn, he was enjoying every minute of this.

Pulling away for a moment, seeing as she basically shoved his hands away from her. His large rough hands rested on his hips for moment, before he could think of the next thing to mess with her with. Sergio stared at her, well the side of her head, as she simply refused to look at him anymore. Was he making her flustered? Brushing her golden locks behind her ear, he leaned in once more. "Why won't you look at me, Hannah?" He questioned, a small smile still playing on his lips. One of his rough hands going towards her thigh, he gave her a light squeeze. Once more he whispered, "Fammi vedere i tuoi begli occhi verdi." (Let me see your beautiful green eyes.) He spoke slowly and in a sensual tone. In the moment he didn't care if there was other people around.

Sergio couldn't help but snort at that, gaining the attention of the teacher for a just a short moment. The teacher glared at him, but made no move to approach or scold him. "You're a bad liar." He said, between chuckles. Still clearly trying to recover.

Sergio didn't fight her, as she once again pushed him away. "Why not?" He feigned confusion. He finally placed his hands on the desk. He pretended to go back to his own work. Using the same pencil from before. His gaze flickered towards the teacher, making sure they were still oblivious to the situation at hand.

A hum slipped past, as he heard her say his name. That was rare. "Mm I like it when you say my name." His voice reaching almost a husky tune to it. He chuckled once more, as he sneaked glances at her. He wasn't sure what it was about messing with Hannah, but it was beyond fun to him.

"I'll stop if-" He paused glancing at the male he'd pointed out earlier. "You go give him your number. Since you know, he's your type." A smug look playing on his features. This was not part of the game, but just him fucking with her. He had to entertain himself one way.