Dax did not expect the pressure to build. She did not expect the pain. She did not expect the pleasure. Her body jerked, several times, which did little to move her within the voidwalker's firm, unrelenting grip. It was unlike anything she had ever felt before. She had fucked all manner of creatures, Alliance and Horde, and anything in-between. But, this? This was...<br/><br/>Full. So, so, so, full. So full that her insides felt close to bursting. So full that she almost thought she wouldn't be able to breathe. The demonic energy racing along the creature's tendrils crackled along her insides. She could *feel* the tentacles shrinking and expanding as they went along, conforming to every nook and every cranny within her body. Her breathing grew more rapid, more harried. She looked at Kellin, eyes narrowing.<br/><br/>"Yah...fuckin'...fuckin'..."<br/><br/>She was struggling to speak, now. She felt in no real danger, but that didn't stop the pain and pleasure mingling within her from causing her to shudder, the fuller she felt...<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>