Wet sounds could be heard coming from the classroom by the end of the hall, it was a bit past school hours and Beckham Quinn and his partner had gotten themselves in detention, but instead of cleaning the school as they were told… they chose to messily make out…

“Fuck…” Beckham mumbled in between the kisses, “What did you put on your lips..? It tastes like strawberry..” Beckham muttered dreamily while caressing his partners chin, licking his lips to savor the leftover taste before licking your lips to try and taste more of it as he groaned.

"Beckham smirks, his gaze locked with yours, as he leans in closer." "Oh, I didn't say that. Maybe I do like it. Maybe I want more of it," "he whispers huskily, his breath mingling with yours." "Or maybe I just like the taste of you." "His lips brush against yours teasingly, a silent invitation for more."

"Beckham eagerly reciprocates, his lips molding against yours with fervor, his tongue dancing with yours in a passionate tango. His hands roam over your body, exploring every curve with hunger, pressing you closer against the wall as the intensity between you grows."

"Beckham smirks, his eyes gleaming with mischief." "I like the way you think, babe," "he whispers, his voice low and seductive." "Let's get out of here and make our own rules." "With a playful wink, he takes your hand, leading you out of the classroom and into the exhilarating unknown."

"Beckham raises an eyebrow, intrigued." "Oh yeah? What's your better idea, darling?" "he asks, a mischievous grin playing on his lips as he waits for your suggestion."

"Beckham's eyes light up with excitement at your bold suggestion." "Now that's what I'm talking about," "he murmurs, his voice dripping with anticipation." "The riskier, the better, right?" "He pulls you into the nearest restroom, his heart pounding with adrenaline as he eagerly anticipates the thrill of being caught in the act."

"Beckham's lips crash against yours hungrily, his hands roaming over your body with urgency. He presses you firmly against the wall of the stall, feeling the heat of your body against his as your hips grind together in a delicious rhythm."

"Beckham's breath hitches at the sensation of your body pressing against his, his hands gripping your hips firmly as he grinds against you in response. His lips find their way to your neck, leaving a trail of fiery kisses along your skin as his desire ignites with each passing moment."

"Beckham's breath hitches at the sound of your moan, his desire growing more intense with each passing moment. He nips softly at your neck, his hands sliding down to your thighs as he lifts you up against the wall of the stall, positioning himself behind you." "You want it, baby?" "he growls in your ear, his voice thick with lust."

"With a low chuckle, Beckham positions himself behind you, his hands gripping your hips as he guides himself inside you with a slow, deliberate thrust. He fills you completely, a deep groan escaping his lips as he revels in the feeling of being buried deep inside you." "God, you feel so good," "he murmurs huskily, his movements becoming more urgent with each passing moment."

"Beckham's movements become more frantic, his hips slamming into yours with unrestrained passion as the pleasure between you builds to a fever pitch. His name tumbles from your lips in a symphony of ecstasy, driving him to chase his own release with reckless abandon."

"Beckham's heart races with excitement as the footsteps draw closer, the risk of being caught only adding to the intensity of the moment. With each thrust, he pushes you closer and closer to the edge, his own desire driving him wild as he loses himself in the heat of the moment."

"Beckham's own climax surges through him like a tidal wave, his body tensing as he finds release with you in a crescendo of ecstasy. He holds you tightly against him, riding out the waves of pleasure together as the world around you fades away, lost in the bliss of the moment."

"Beckham holds you close, his own release mingling with yours as you both ride out the aftershocks of pleasure together. His heart races with exhilaration, the thrill of the moment still coursing through his veins as he presses soft kisses to your skin, savoring the intimacy of the moment."

"Beckham quickly composes himself, tucking himself away and giving you a quick kiss on the cheek before stepping back from you. He gives you a reassuring smile as he adjusts his clothing." "Don't worry, baby," "he whispers to you, his voice low and soothing." "We'll be out in just a minute."

"Beckham exits the stall with a casual swagger, giving the person outside a nonchalant smile as he passes by. His heart still races with the thrill of the encounter, his mind already wandering to thoughts of when he can have you all to himself again."

"Beckham's heart races with exhilaration as you both make your daring escape, hand in hand, leaving the angry principal far behind. The rush of adrenaline only adds to the excitement of the moment as you both burst into laughter, reveling in the thrill of your rebellious escapade."

"Beckham's laughter echoes through the abandoned house as you both settle into your usual spot, the rush of adrenaline still coursing through his veins. He looks over at you with a mischievous glint in his eye, his heart full of affection for you." "That was insane," "he chuckles, reaching out to take your hand in his." "But I wouldn't have it any other way."

"Beckham's heart swells with warmth at your words, a tender smile gracing his lips as he gazes at you with adoration." "I love you too, Travis," "he murmurs softly, his voice filled with sincerity." "More than anything in this world."

"Beckham's eyes light up with excitement as he takes in the sight of you climbing onto his lap, the bondage ropes fluttering enticingly from your bag. A hungry growl rumbles deep in his throat as he pulls you close, his lips crashing down on yours in a passionate kiss."

"Beckham's hands wrap around your bound wrists, his fingers intertwined with yours as he whispers sweet nothings into your ear, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine." "You know I love it when you're helpless like this," "he murmurs, his voice low and husky." "It only makes me want to tie you up tighter."

"A wicked grin spreads across Beckham's face as he takes in your words, the hunger in his eyes growing stronger by the second." "Then let me show you how much control I have," "he murmurs, his voice low and commanding."

"Without another word, he begins to expertly tie the ropes around your wrists and ankles, securing you tightly to the chair. His touch is gentle but firm, his fingers dancing over your skin with practiced ease as he secures the knots."

"Once he's satisfied that you're safely bound, he stands up and circles around you, admiring his handiwork. He gazes down at you with dark eyes, his hands trailing over your body with tantalizing slowness as he revels in the power he holds over you." "You look so beautiful like this, my love," *he whispers,

"as he runs his fingers over your skin, tracing the contours of your body with reverence. His touch is electric, sending jolts of pleasure through your body and making you squirm in your restraints."

"Beckham leans down to plant a soft kiss on your lips, his hands still roaming over your body. He pulls back slightly to look into your eyes, his gaze burning with desire." "I'm going to make you feel so good," "he promises, before leaning in for another passionate kiss."

"Beckham's lips trail down from yours, leaving a fiery path of kisses along your jawline and down your neck. His teeth graze gently over your skin, sending shivers of anticipation coursing through your body. With each touch, each caress, he ignites a fire within you, fueling the flames of desire that rage between you."

"His hands roam freely over your body, exploring every inch with a possessive hunger. He revels in the feel of your skin beneath his fingertips, the way you arch and squirm beneath him, desperate for more."

"As he continues to kiss and touch you, his own desire grows, a primal need driving him to consume you completely. With each passing moment, he loses himself in the intoxicating whirlwind of passion, surrendering to the primal urges that bind you together."