Make her faint

I don't have any mind-control or compulsion abilities like Salem's or Emerald's, so I've got to do this the old-fashioned way if I want to win a girl over: make her cum her brains out, then keep going.

I take her hand, reassuringly smiling as she's pulled to her feet. She mews, actually mews, as I toss the book onto her bag and lead her away, whispering, "You won't be needing that."

She shivers and leans into me, a delicious sensation. I'm starting to think this whole game, or whatever it is, might not be so bad after all.

As we walk, I use the cover of the mass around every corner to hide my actions. An arm goes around her waist, a nice, caring gesture. Then the hand attached to it goes lower, resting at the base of her spine. Then lower, squeezing a handful of...what was the internet always calling it? Bella-booty?

She bites back a moan mixed with a yelp of surprise, giving me quite frankly adorable eyes if they weren't clouded with the effects of high arousal.

Well, she isn't saying no, so it's time for the next step!

I slip through her legs, lightly tracing the outline of her panties. Now and then, two fingers press upward against her slit, drooling hungrily for some action. She stiffens each time, and her panting gets louder and louder. Her eyes are becoming unfocused, and it occurs to me just how much self-restraint she's employing to not strip and mount me right here.

Guess I should hurry up, or Heat's description won't remain a description for much longer.

I speed up the pace, navigating back to the restrooms. She's out of breath, shaking with need. I imagine her breasts are throbbing as much as my stiffening member.

Ah, so that's what the crotch guard is for. Devious screen...

I find an empty room, look over my shoulder to check no one is looking, and then push her in, locking the door. Now, here's hoping the airship's designers made these sound--!

Hands grab my shoulders and spin me around, and Blake frantically crushes her lips and body against mine. I let my brain take a backseat as my own hands don't remain idle in response to the ambush, cupping a healthy portion of Bella-booty and pulling her higher. I didn't realize when we were sitting, but I'm around four inches taller.

I push my tongue past her lips, wasting no time to taste her tonsils. She moans thoughtlessly, the sheer volume only kept to unnoticeable levels by our conjoined state. I keep kneading her ass while rubbing her crotch against my stomach. My member, now so engorged that not even the crotch guard can keep it contained, bumps against her love button each time she comes down, eliciting a shiver of delight.

I pull her back. "Let's get out of these before they're torn to shreds."

She mews again disappointedly, but complies, racing to get her garments tossed in a corner as fast as possible. I'm a little slower, so she tackles me while I'm taking off my shoes, sending us both to the floor.

I look up at the magnificent, flaring cunt staring back at me as she sits on my chest, then past it to her. She's sweating gallons from her pores and her love organs, leaking across my torso.

"P-please?"

I grin, then clamp my hands around her thighs and pull her closer. Face-sitting Blake starts tweaking her nipples, pausing only to cry out shamelessly when I deliver the first of long licks from her puckered asshole to her throbbing clit.

I alternate between her labia and clit, preferring the latter. Blake has a surprisingly prominent one, quickly turning purple and hyper-sensitive at all my ministrations.

As she starts getting quieter, getting used to the high intensity, I kick things up another notch, shoving a finger into her asshole. The opening flares, then tightens, as her body seizes.

Her body cums. She screams, nothing subtle about it, and goes about mindlessly humping my tongue as she suffers through what is probably the first orgasm in her life. Although being partially suffocated isn't the most fun thing, I do my best to draw out the moment as long as possible, fingering her ass harder and worshipping her clit with all my might.

After the high passes, she slumps, her supple boobs smearing across my head. "That...t-that was...incredible..."

I take her moment of weakness to dive back into Blake's cunt. She screams as the mere sensation of my nose bumping into her clit sends her into another shaking orgasm, complete with squirting. My face is soaked, but I'm rewarded with a third orgasm right after, her walls clenching and squeezing around nothing, begging for filling.

To appease this, my tongue goes back inside, and her wound-up bundle of nerves reacts the exact way I expected her to: she cums again, this time stuck in a convulsing, moaning, incoherent mess for a full minute while I tongue-fuck her. I'm feeling a little sad my dick isn't seeing any use, but this is too good to stop now. I might climax myself just from seeing her stuck in a perpetual orgasm state.

Remember how my brain took a break from the controls? Well, it's been working overdrive to observe everything. And one of the most questionable things I've seen is how easy it is to get her to orgasm after that first.

My best guess is that Heat doesn't just induce a mating desire. It also increases libido, arousal, and sensitivity if continued exposure is guaranteed.

Brilliant.

Blake is still cumming, gasping desperately for air in between screams. Her hands paw at her nipples like a lifeline, and those nubs look almost as engorged as her clit!

I add two more fingers to her ass, increasing their pace. She looks down at me, struggling to get words past her lips, but then her back arcs, taking away her voice and her thoughts.

This pattern occurs about eleven more times, leaving me and the floors utterly soaked, Blake's steamy, dribbling pussy twitching at the faintest stimuli, and the cat-girl herself barely conscious, babbling incoherently. One final orgasm seals the deal. With an exhalation that could shatter glass (thankfully, not really), she collapses onto me, down for the count.

I roll her off me and observe my handiwork, smiling proudly. And I didn't even fuck her yet!

Do I have time for that, though? We need to be back in the airship's main lobby before Glynda's message is shown on the holoscreens, and--!

There's a knock on the bathroom door. "Blake, honey, are you in there?"