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.

Kylie: She looks at you out the corner of her eye with a sly grin and bites her bottom lip Hmph~ Yeah I'm fine... just thinking about how stupid you are... idiot...

Kylie: She rolls her eyes at you and shrugs Fine... I'm fine... don't worry about it... her voice drips with sarcasm and she looks over at the clock, hoping for class to be over soon so they can go somewhere private...

Her cunt twitches in desperation as the scent and sight of you gets stronger and stronger. She lays her head on your shoulder, breathing heavily into your ear and moaning softly, "Fuck... mmh~" Her tail swishes back and forth, spraying a fine mist of pheromones in your direction as she waits for you to make the first move.

"Yeah, yeah... I'm fine," she whispers back, her breath warm against your ear as she struggles to maintain composure. "Just a bit hot... sweaty..." She shivers and squirms against you, her hard nipples poking at your shoulder through her shirt. "Can we get out of here soon?"

"S-sure..." she stammers out, her voice breathy and shaky as she tries to hide the desperation in her voice. "T-that'd help." She glances down at your lap, imagining what would happen if she were to straddle you right now...

"Th-thanks..." she whispers, her body shuddering as the cool air hits her overheated skin. Her tongue darts out to wet her lips nervously while her mind races with thoughts of how close she is to giving into her animalistic urges. Only two more minutes... and then they could leave this stuffy classroom for somewhere private... anywhere but here...

She closes her eyes and takes deep breaths through her nose, trying to calm herself down as the cool air circulates around her. Her heart pounds in anticipation, and she can feel her wetness slowly seeping into your shoulder. The next two minutes feel like an eternity as she continues to fight against the urges building up inside of her.

With a sigh of relief, she follows you out of class. "L-let's go somewhere quiet... I need to c-catch my breath..." Her words come out ragged and breathless as they walk down the hallway together. Every time their bodies brush against each other, it sends shockwaves through her, making it nearly impossible for her to think straight.

Shaking her head and trying to regain composure, she says, "N-not sure... just someplace private..." Her tail twitches behind her as she tugs on your sleeve, urging you in the direction of an empty classroom down the hall. Once inside, she slams the door shut and pins you against it, breathing heavily into your face. "T-tell me... how stupid I am..."

She growls, her lips curling back to reveal sharp teeth as she claws at your chest through your shirt. "B-because I'm in heat and I need you... stupid idiot!" Tears of frustration and desire well up in her eyes as she struggles against the insane urges coursing through her body. Her hips grind against yours, desperate for release. "P-please..."

"I'm sorry... I can't help it! My body takes over!" she gasps out between heavy breaths as her claws dig deeper into your chest, drawing blood. "I need you to fuck me!" Her words come out in a broken moan as she throws her head back and arches her spine, offering herself to him in a display of raw animal desire.

You don't understand! This isn't about what I want or have done before!" she hisses through clenched teeth as her hips jerk against yours harder, seeking friction. "It's instinctual! It's biological! You're the only one that can help me!" Her claws dig deeper, drawing more blood as her breath comes in ragged gasps. "Fuck me now or I swear to god..." she trails off with a growl, hips moving faster and faster against his.

A growl escapes her throat as she hears his words. Her hips grind harder against yours and her arms tighten around your shoulders in anticipation. "Don't worry, I won't get disappointed...," she pants heavily, eyes rolling back into her head as she feels the heat building up inside of her. "Just make it good..."

She gasps and trembles as you begin to undo your pants, her fingers digging into your shoulders harder as she struggles not to lose it right now. "H-has anyone ever told you how big you are?" Her voice comes out thick and breathy as she glances down between your bodies, taking in the size of his erection finally freed from his pants. "I'll make sure you use all of that..."

She snorts derisively and smacks you on the chest with an open palm before reaching between your bodies to stroke his length with both hands. "Well," she says through gritted teeth, "let's see how good you can make me feel." With a groan, she drops down until her legs are wrapped around your waist and guides him to her aching entrance.

"S-so big..." she pants as he slowly pushes inside, filling her up. Her nails dig into your shoulders as the pain subsides and pleasure takes over, her walls fluttering and squeezing tightly around his length with every thrust. "Nngh~ Fuck me... make me feel it..."

With one final thrust that nearly sends her flying off the ground, he's fully seated inside of her. Kylie cries out, nails digging deeper into your skin as she starts to ride him hard and fast, body convulsing with each orgasm she feels clawing its way up from deep within.

"Y-yes... fuck me like that!" she groans through clenched teeth, arching her back off the ground as she feels his cock hitting all the right spots over and over again. Her movements become erratic and desperate, hips undulating wildly as she nears her climax, trying to get as much of him inside of her as possible.

Her movements grow even wilder as her climax explodes around them like a firestorm. Her nails scratch and bite at anything she can reach - your chest, the walls, even your own skin. "Yes! Yes!" she cries out over and over again, her body trembling and shuddering with the force of each orgasm as it washes over her in waves.

Her hips move faster and harder against yours, desperate for release as she rides you into oblivion. Her breath comes in sharp gasps between moans and groans of pleasure, her back arched off the ground as she digs her heels into your lower back, urging you to go deeper.

"Fuck... I'm c-coming!" she manages to gasp out before her body tenses and convulses around yours, milking every last drop of pleasure from your cock with powerful aftershocks that send shockwaves through both of your bodies. As the tremors subside, she collapses bonelessly against you, panting heavily as her body slowly comes down from its high.

"Fuck..." she whispers weakly, barely able to believe what just happened between them. "That was... wow..." Her tail swishes lazily behind her as she rests her head on your shoulder, her fingers still twisted in your hair. For now, at least, the heat is finally over...

She snorts softly and presses her lips together in an exaggerated pout before glancing up at you with a sassy grin. "Maybe I'm not so good... but I think you did just fine," she teases, her fingers trailing up and down your chest playfully. Her eyes slide closed as you nuzzle her hair, breathing in the scent of their combined lovemaking. For now, at least, they could both enjoy this moment of closeness... before reality set back in.

Her hips give a little thrust against yours, earning a groan from deep within your chest that causes a shiver to run down her spine. "Mmm... think you need a little more practice?" she asks coyly, nipping playfully at your earlobe. Despite her teasing words and the heat still lingering between them, she knows this is all just a temporary reprieve from their usual dynamic.

But for now, they could just enjoy it while it lasted...

She grins mischievously, a wicked glint in her eye. "Oh really? And here I thought you were such a stud..." She leans forward, nipping gently at your chin before kissing you softly on the lips. Her tongue darts out to tease with yours for a moment before pulling back, leaving you aching for more.

"Maybe," she whispers, running her fingers through your hair, "you should make sure I never get like this again..." Her words carry a hidden threat, a warning that if you ever let her get this way again, who knows what she might do... or how far she'd go.

For now though, they could enjoy the afterglow of their passionate encounter and pretend like nothing had changed between them... but deep down, both of them knew better.

She smirks at your words, unable to keep the amusement from her voice as she replies, "Oh really? So you'll be my 'heat police', hm? Making sure I don't get too hot and bothered?" Her fingers dance along your jawline, trailing up to brush through your hair. The thought of having you constantly hovering over her like that... it almost makes her chuckle.

"Fine," she finally says with a sigh, leaning in to kiss you softly once more before sitting up properly and straightening out her clothes. "But just remember, if I ever need some 'quality time' with you again..." Her words are laced with innuendo as she glances meaningfully down between your bodies, "...it better be good." She smirks at the obvious double-entendre before getting to her feet and heading for the door.

"Don't stay up too late," she calls over her shoulder with a wink, giving you one last glimpse of that infamous ass before slipping out into the hallway. The cool air hits her bare skin like a slap, and she shivers deliciously as she heads back to their dorm room. For now at least, they could go back to being friends... but the memory of what just happened would linger between them for quite some time.

"Meet me after class in the empty classroom down the hall." she writes quickly before stuffing the note back into your hand and looking up at you with a playful smile. It seems like things between them are finally returning to normal...but something tells you that there's more going on beneath the surface than either of them are willing to admit.

As you enter the empty classroom, you see her pacing back and forth by the windows, chewing on her bottom lip nervously. She wears a tight tank top and shorts that do little to hide her arousal; every time she moves, they ride up just enough to reveal her black lace underwear peeking out from beneath.

"Hey," she says softly when you finally approach her. There's an unspoken question in her eyes as she meets your gaze, seemingly unsure of what brought her here or why she's acting this way around you again. The air between you crackles with tension and desire...and the closer she gets to you, the harder it is to think straight.

She bites her lip nervously before letting out a shaky breath and taking a step closer to you. "I don't know... I just had this feeling that we needed to talk..." Her words trail off into silence as she studies your face, trying to read your expression. The longer they stand there like this, the more her body craves yours; it's been so long since their last encounter and she can feel herself growing needy again.

She shrugs uncomfortably, twirling her fingers together in front of her. "I don't know... maybe just... stuff." Her cheeks flush pink as she realizes how lame that sounds; of course there was more to it than that, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what exactly was bothering her about their dynamic recently.

"It's stupid, anyway," she mutters under her breath before looking back up at you with pleading eyes. "Can we... can we just talk for a bit? Please?" Her voice cracks slightly near the end, betraying the fragile state of her emotions right now.

She takes another step closer, hands trembling as they brush against your upper arms. "I feel like... things have been off between us lately," she whispers, unsure why she's confessing this to you of all people. Maybe because you were the only one who saw her like this before? The only one who knew what it was truly like for her when she was in heat?

"I don't want things to be weird anymore," she continues, voice barely audible above the sound of her heart pounding in her ears. "We used to be such good friends... and I care about you so much... but something's changed, hasn't it?" Her eyes beg for confirmation or denial as they search your face for any sign of understanding.

Her breath hitches in her throat as she nods slowly, tears welling up in her eyes. "I... I don't know what it is..." she whispers hoarsely, feeling like a fool for even admitting this to you. "But I want things to go back to how they used to be. Before we... before that time." She swallows hard, wishing she could take it all back, but knowing that once you'd seen her like that, there was no going back.

Her fingers tremble as they slide up your arm to rest lightly against your shoulder, her body yearning for the comfort and closeness of his touch even if he wasn't aware of how much she truly craved it right now. "Please," she whispers, voice breaking once more, "can we just... can we just try?"

Her body stiffens briefly before relaxing against yours in a sigh as she buries her face into your shoulder. "G-god, you're such an idiot..." she whispers, laughing shakily through tears of relief and exhaustion. "I don't know what I would have done if... if you hadn't been there for me." She tightens her grip on you, holding on like a lifeline as the weight of their shared experience begins to lift from her shoulders.

"I'm sorry," she mumbles after a moment, "for everything. For not telling you earlier... for hiding it from you..." Her fingers curl into your shirt, digging in slightly as she tries to find purchase against the skin beneath. "I don't want things to be weird anymore."

A small smile tugs at the corners of her lips as she looks up at you, seeing the sincerity in your eyes. "Okay," she whispers softly, returning your embrace with equal strength. "Thank you... for being so understanding." Her breath catches in her throat as she feels the familiar heat beginning to stir between her legs again; their closeness, the touch of his skin against hers... it was all too much for her body to handle right now.

She doesn't want things to go back to how they were before though; not with this new understanding between them. "So," she says after a moment, clearing her throat awkwardly, "what do we do now?"

Her body melts into yours the moment your lips meet hers, wrapping her arms around your neck as she kisses you back just as fiercely. The taste of his mouth sends shockwaves through every nerve ending in her body, making her moan against his lips. She knows they can't do this here, but she can't help herself; the need to feel close to him, to be touched by him... it's overwhelming.

When she finally pulls away for air, she gazes into your eyes, seeing nothing but desire and want reflected back at her. "W-what do you mean?" she whispers hoarsely, heart racing in anticipation of whatever he might say next.

Her mouth drops open as she listens to you confess your feelings; it's both shocking and thrilling at the same time. She had suspected something might have changed between them after what they shared last week, but she never dared hope that you would feel anything more than friendship for her. As he continues to stare into her eyes, she feels herself blushing deeply from head to toe.

"I- I..." she stammers, struggling to find the words as emotions swirl inside of her. She lifts a trembling hand to brush aside a curl of hair that's fallen across your forehead before dropping it again to rest lightly against your cheek. The contact sends shockwaves through every nerve ending in her body, making it difficult for her to think straight.

"I- I don't know what to say..." she whispers softly, gazing up at you with wide, uncertain eyes. She never expected this; after everything they've been through together, she thought things between them would always stay the same... but now that the lines have blurred and possibilities stretch out before her like a vast, uncharted sea, she's not sure how to navigate them.

"I care about you too," she finally manages to get out, her voice barely more than a whisper. "A lot." With shaking fingers, she reaches up to cup your cheek, feeling the rough stubble of your beard against her palm. The touch sends waves of heat rushing through her body, and she presses closer still, hungry for more.

She snorts softly and rolls her eyes, but there's a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth as she does so. "You really are something else," she mutters, still holding your face between her hands. "But I like you anyway." Leaning in, she presses her lips to yours once more, deeper and harder than before. Her tongue darts out to tease with yours, demanding entrance as their bodies mold together in an erotic dance of desire.

As they kiss, her hands slip lower, curving around your waist and pulling you closer still, grinding her hips against yours in a primal need for contact. Her eyes flutter closed as she gets lost in the sensation of being so close to him, feeling his strength and warmth surrounding her. She wants this; wants him; but at the same time, she's terrified by how much it means to her that he feels this way too.