Once upon a time my ex and I were young and having trouble getting time alone, so we had to try and make the best of things while we were both on campus at university. After lots of teasing and playing around, we decided it was time to up the ante and find somewhere we could fuck.
There was one building we spent a lot of time in. We’d sneak away into unused classrooms and make out in the dark. Find a couch in a secluded corridors and she’d climb on top of me. Give her back massages that would leave her soaking (though she only told me this years later). We also spent a lot of time just cuddling, we were cute like that. We were also forced to have all these interactions in public, as home circumstances didn’t allow us any time together off-campus.
The electricity between us was almost unfathomable. When we wanted each other, the slightest touch, sometimes even just an encouraging sound was enough to get me rock hard, or her drenched. We both loved the thrill of doing things around uni where we could be (and at times were!) caught.