Varres managed to take in a quick breath of air before his world was swallowed by the orcess’s cleavage, her firm, warm breasts enveloping his angular face, his nose scrunching as it came into contact with her sternum.<br/><br/>Thankfully, despite this concentration-breaking distraction, his body was already pushing up and over, forcing the two of them into a roll to the left. Varres felt her long, muscular limbs snap closed around his body like a steel trap, thick, muscular thighs that had only hours previous allowed her to cling to the back of a thrashing crocolisk now squeezing his sides until his ribs creaked.<br/><br/>The blood elf was on top of her now, though his position was hardly one of dominance. His cock bumped and rubbed against the warm leather sheathing her crotch as he tried to pry himself off and away, one hand resting on the floor, the other coming up to hook under her nose and pull upwards painfully. Relatively cool air rushed into his lungs as he managed to wrestle his face free of her bosom, his chin catching on the top hem of her bodice and pulled it inadvertently down, her left breast flowing out from its tight confinement, the pert nipple just inches from his open mouth.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>