The sin’dorei rogue knew how she would react to his ministrations, yet having her actually grunting angrily and straining against his touch was something entirely different. Trying to pry her breasts loose of his grip she leaned forward, the obvious consequence of this was for her ass to push back, repeatedly bumping insistently against his stiffening member, still sensitive from his earlier ordeal. Pressing himself tightly against her Varres reached up and grasped Haruna’s leather top, pulling it violently downwards. Her bosom, already straining the limits of the article of clothing, surged free in all their wobbling green glory, dark nipples hard and creased from his groping hands and her rising arousal.<br/><br/>“ Getting closer, almost where I want to leave you. Here, “ the elf purred smugly, using all of his strength to shift her body around and then proceeded to push her towards the altar, forcing her knees to bend by pushing his own into the backs of hers, and thrusting forward with his hips to make her hop forward in an effort to get away from him. When she reached the flat stone top of the altar she suddenly pitched forward, bending over at the waist, body now bent at a 90 degree angle, exposed breasts pressed against the cold top of the stone plinth.<br/>Varres was actually quite surprised how much he was enjoying himself. His erection strained against the two thin layers of silk imprisoning it, his eyes fixed on the orcess’s waggling rump, his ears on her indignant squeaks and grunts. Reaching forward and grabbing possessively onto her hips he picked away at the wrappings, sliding them down away from the hem of her skin tight pants.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>