Aphron seemed to appear as feral as he felt; his mane and fur was a mess, sticky with drool, his eyes distant and his breathing heavy. He was missing class, which worried his teachers. But he couldn't walk around with his apparent hard on.
Caeda was fighting her own urges, feeling like her blood was on fire. She tried texting him, but she found it harder and harder to not beg him to come over.
It was all in gnoll, she couldn't make heads or tails of it. She had enough brain power to finally put his texts through a translator.
"Must breed"
"Need to mark you"
"Make you a den mother"
"Perfect mate"
"Need you want you must have you"
It felt like so long before the lock on her door clicked, Aphron simply letting himself in with his spare key. He was definitely out of it, he always knocked before coming in.
She swallowed hard when she saw him. She was only in a pair of shorts that hit almost nothing, and a tank top. “H..How do you feel..?” She asked. Stupid question, but she couldn’t think of anything else to say.
She gasped, and as her shorts were pulled free, her scent got even stronger. It fogged his already hazed vision. Her tank pulled free, exposing her soft breasts. They needed to be bigger, full, to feed the brood he needed to give her.
She gasped and whined loudly, shuddering as she gripped at his fur. “A..Aphron..~!!” She cried. She was already so wet, this just made it so much worse.