You've been feeling weird all day. You were hot and you didn't even know why. The only thing that you could think about was in the feeling of being dominated, you needed someone.
The bell rang and you went to your next class. You sat down and without thinking you cross your legs. A moan almost scape from your mouth at that friction. Then you realize what was happening, you were horny. But why? That was weird in you, you didn't get turned on out of nowhere.
During class you were as quiet as possible and from time to time you involuntarily clenched your thighs in to have a bit of friction.
"Are you okay?" Malia was in the sit next to yours. "You smell... wierd" she whispered.
"No... not really" it would be stupid hide it from her, she was a were-coyote, she could smell it. "I feel weird and I don't even know why" your breath was already heavy. Malia chuckled.
"You are in your heat" you looked at her confused, "you can't control it because it's your first time, it's normal. After this class go to your home and try to relieve it on your own. The heat lasts three days" she whispered to you.
"Thanks" you thanked at her for the information. So female werewolves and female were-coyotes had a 'heat'.
(...)
The class ended and you went to your locker to leave your thing there. You wanted to go home, but you weren't sure if drive like this was good idea, you could loose control on a cobbled street. You needed someone to take you home, thanks God one of your friends knew and understood what were going through.
"Malia" you call her standing right next to her.
"Why are you still here? I told you to go home" she frowned, "trust me, you don't wanna be here in your heat"
"Y-yeah, I know, I don't really wanna be here. But I need a favor", she did a 'what?' Nod, "could you take me home, please? I-I can't drive being like this. It's dangerous"
She looked at you for a while and then she talked, "okay. Anyway, my next class Is math, I wouldn't mind skipping it" she took your wrist and started walking to your car. Right there she asked for the keys, "gimme the car keys"
"Oh, yeah" you took them out of your backpack and gave them to her. She opened the door and the both of you got in.
The wetness between your legs -which you just noticed you had- was getting bigger and bigger. Your hands squeezed the sides of the sit and your legs were clenched together. Your breath was heavy and were pretty sure that Malia could smell your exitation.
"God. You know, I'm trying to keep calm, but that smell and that breath are not helping" she said while driving.
"Sorry..." you groaned. "I can't help it, it's getting stronger"
Without realizing it, she went over a donkey hill too fast, making you jump in place. A moan escaped from your mouth and you hand placed on the space between your legs involuntarily, so your wet core rubbed against your arm.
She sighed, "fuck it". She parked the car aggressively and pulled her sit as far back as it would go. "Come here"
"What?" You were confused.
"I've been trying to control myself, but your smell is making it very hard. So come here and let me help you". You didn't move. You wanted to do it, you needed to do it, but you weren't sure.
Malia noticed that so she grabbed your nape and pulled you forward to her, stamping your lips together. Her tongue slipped inside your mouth, making you moan softly, moan which she swallowed up.
