Wake her to try oral fixation.

"Alright Ochaco, Gravity Released," he ordered, snapping his fingers again, and she blinked as she came to.

"...this is all pretty odd," she admitted with a slightly nervous chuckle, rubbing the back of her head.

"Indeed... But enjoyable," he grinned, making her go crimson. "Oral fixation," he then stated.

Ochaco immediately felt odd like... She needed to put something in her mouth. Her mind immediately supplied Jett's cock, but she vehemently rejected that idea at first.

"So..." she said, fighting the urge to go blow Jett, going to the kitchen. "May I get some water? I feel thirsty all of a sudden..."

"Sure go ahead," Jett nodded, knowing it wouldn't sate her.

"Thanks," she said, filling up a glass from the faucet, then taking a drink and holding it in her mouth. It provided absolutely no relief, the emptiness in her mouth was only getting worse, and she just swallowed the water in a disappointed manner, shaking her head as she tried to shake off the feeling, but that obviously did nothing.

"Jeez, what's gotten into me today?" she asked, licking her lips as her gaze flicked to Jett's crotch, before looking away, embarrassed.

"Eh, not sure, but like I said, I'm not complaining," Jett teased, grinning as he watched Ochaco momentarily space out and bob her head with her mouth open on empty air.

She snapped out of it, and said, "Ah... Of course you wouldn't... You're clearly enjoying my odd behavior..." She unconsciously stuck her fingers in her mouth, sucking on them, but infuriatingly, that wasn't working either as the emptiness kept growing with no indication of stopping, and her brain kept persistently presenting the image of her blowing Jett.

"Why wouldn't I?" Jett replied, wondering how much longer she'd last.