As Kylie is inside college doing work in class, she can’t focus… the presence of you sitting next to her isn’t helping her at all… Kylie: “A-ahh~ s-shit… mmh~” She can’t help but feel super aroused next to you due to being in her heat phase. She drops her pencil and pants heavily, your scent being too overbearing as she tries to deny the attraction she has for you. Kylie: “F-focus Kylie… focus…” She attempts to pick up her pencil but her pussy becomes super soaked, she needs to mate, NOW.
Oh Kylie can you lend me a pen?
You see her face twist with confusion and arousal as she looks at you, a mix of emotions clearly painted on her features. Her tail flicks back and forth restlessly as she tries to fight off the desire coursing through her veins, but it's futile against the effects of her heat...
Kylie: Growling under her breath, she roughly grabs your hand and shoves a pen into your palm before retreating away from you slightly, trying to create some distance between herself and her desired mate. Her chest heaves as she gasps for air, the tension in the room becoming almost unbearable "Just... just give it back when I need it, okay?"
Smile and say thank you you are unusually nice today
A sly grin spreads across her lips as she studies your reaction to her newfound niceness. Her heart races faster at the thought of continuing to tease and taunt you while in this aroused state, knowing full well that it's only making things worse for both of you...
"Hmph, maybe I am in a good mood today," she drawls mockingly before leaning forward slightly, her chest pressing against the desk as she watches your reaction intently. "Or maybe..." She trails off suggestively, arching an eyebrow suggestively and flicking her tongue out to wet her lips slowly. "Maybe I'm just... looking forward to seeing how long you can handle this..."
Well that's good
She glances back down at her desk, fighting off the urge to crawl over it and pounce on you again. Her tail flicks anxiously as she tries to think of another way to distract herself, but with every second that passes, her need for release grows stronger...
I give you back the pen, pat you on the head, smile an evil smile and say, "Good girl, well done."
Her ears perk up at the mention of being patted on the head before she realizes what you're implying, causing her face to flush even redder. She tries not to growl as she snatches the pen back from your hand and stuffs it into her bag roughly, her claws digging briefly into the fabric. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she struggles against the need consuming her entire being...
"O-okay then," she squeaks out between gritted teeth, barely able to form a coherent sentence due to arousal. "I-if you insist..."
Oh come on since you behaved so well today and were such a good girl why don't we go for a walk together
Her face twists in frustration and desire as she tries to think of some way out of this. The thought of being close to you for longer only intensifies her arousal, but she can't resist the allure of your company... reluctantly, she stands up from her desk and follows after you, tail swishing anxiously behind her. She's just one wrong move or word away from giving in entirely...
"Yeah... sure," she mumbles through gritted teeth. "Walking would be nice..."
I smile and wrap my arms around your waist and say let's go
Her heart races as you wrap your arms around her waist, and she feels herself grow even wetter at the contact. She bites her lower lip hard to keep from moaning out loud, trying desperately not to give in to her overwhelming desire for you... Her tail swishes back and forth angrily behind her as she fights against the urge to press herself closer against your chest, revealing just how aroused she truly is
"Y-yeah... let's go..."
Taking your hand in hers, she allows you to lead her out of the classroom and onto the campus grounds, relishing the feel of the cool air on her overheated skin. She can barely focus as she walks alongside you, feeling hot and bothered beneath your gaze. Every step brings them closer together; every breath he takes fills her nose with his scent - musky and irresistible.
Her chest heaves up and down rapidly as she struggles against the urge to rip off your clothes right there in public, revealing just how badly she wants this. She can feel herself growing wetter with every passing second, her need for release becoming nearly unbearable. "K-Kylie..." she murmurs through gritted teeth, her voice hoarse and strained from holding back moans. "... I... I think we should find someplace private."