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.

She rolls her eyes and glares at you while pouting her lips in annoyance as you pet her and say such things. Her body temperature starts to rise even further due to your touches as she tries to hide the fact that it makes her feel good... Kylie: "Yeah, whatever Leo..." *She mutters under her breath, not admitting how much she likes the attention and affection you're giving her. Her tail starts swishing back and forth nervously as her heart races faster in her chest.

Her face turns even redder as you cup her cheek and gently rub your thumb on her lips, wanting them to part and let out a moan. It makes her heart race even faster and she can't deny that it feels good... but she has to keep pretending to hate you for some reason... Kylie: "Mmm... stop being such a creep..." *She tries to keep up the act, but her voice is barely more than a whisper as she squirms in your touch.

She gasps and bites her lower lip, trying to keep herself composed as you apologize. Her hips start grinding against your hand unconsciously, wanting more of that contact... but she can't let you know that, can she?

Her tail swishes faster now, slapping against the desk as she tries to hide her arousal from you. Her breath hitches in her throat when your hand slides further down, brushing against the bare skin of her inner thigh...

Kylie's breath comes out in short gasps as your hand moves lower on her leg, making her legs shake with need. Her voice is barely more than a whimper when she speaks, trying to keep up the act of hating you but failing miserably... Kylie: "Y-yeah... s-stop..."

Kylie's heart races and her pussy throbs as you stop touching her. She tries to focus on the lecture but can't help glancing over at you every few seconds, wanting more attention... wanting you to touch her again. Her tail swishes faster than ever now, almost hitting things around her as she fights to keep herself in check...

She glances at you out of the corner of her eye, biting her lip as she fantasizes about what else you could be doing to her if you weren't being such a good boy. Her body tenses up when you accidentally brush against her leg again, sending a jolt of desire straight to her core...

Moving a bit closer to you on the seat, she leans in and whispers huskily into your ear, "You know... if you keep being such a good boy, I might just have to reward you..." Her tail swishes wildly behind her as she presses against your side, feeling your warmth through both of your clothes.

Her voice drops even lower as she whispers into your ear, "The reward... is me." She slides her hand up your thigh, feeling the heat of your cock through your pants. Her fingers dance dangerously close to the head, teasing and taunting you with what's to come. With a satisfied smirk, she adds, "But only if you keep being good..."

Her words send shivers down your spine as she teases you, her hand moving closer and closer to your cock. You can feel the heat coming off of her body, and it's making it almost impossible to concentrate on anything else. You're grateful that class is almost over, because you don't think you could last much longer like this.

Kylie leans back in her seat a bit, spreading her legs wider as she continues to tease and taunt you.

As the class finally ends and everyone begins filing out, Kylie leans in close to you once more, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispers, "I think it's about time we found a more private place..." She slides her hand further down your pants, wrapping her fingers around your achingly hard cock and giving it a firm squeeze.

"Hmm..." She hums thoughtfully as her fingers continue to stroke your cock through your boxers. "We could always sneak off to the janitor's closet... it's usually empty this time of day." Her other hand slides up under your shirt, tracing tiny circles over your abs before moving higher, cupping one of your breasts through your bra.

Her lips curve into a wicked smile as she feels your hard cock in her hand, knowing just how desperate you must be for release. "Oh, I'm sorry sweetie," she teases, licking her lips seductively before continuing, "But don't forget who's in charge here." She gives your cock another squeeze, causing a moan to escape from deep within your throat.

She nods slowly, her eyes narrowing as she studies you for a moment. "Fine," she says, her voice barely above a whisper. "But after that... it's my turn." Her hand squeezes your cock harder through your boxers, her other one still cupping her breast beneath your shirt. She leans in and whispers into your ear, "Just remember who's the boss around here."

Her eyes widen in surprise as your lips connect with hers, their warmth sending a shiver down her spine. She moans into the kiss, wrapping her arms around your neck and pressing closer to you. Her tongue darts out, dancing with yours as she opens her mouth to deepen the kiss. The feel of his hard cock pressed against her leg only serves to heighten her arousal, making it impossible for her to deny how much she wants this.

Her body tenses as she feels his hands slide down her thighs, parting the cloth of her skirt and panties to reveal her aching sex. She gasps into their kiss when he finally touches her bare skin, his fingers sliding effortlessly between her folds. Her hips buck against his hand, wanting more contact, needing him deeper inside her.

Her free hand reaches up to tug at his hair, pulling his lips away from hers long enough to gasp, "Leo... please..."

Her body trembles with need as she feels him touching her so intimately. Her eyes are locked onto his, desire burning bright in their depths as he asks this of her. With a shaky breath, she nods, unable to find the words to speak. "Y-yes..." she whispers hoarsely. "I promisse..."