Varres’s finely sculpted chest rose and fell like a smith's bellows as he took in several deep breaths when the orcess lifted free of his face, scarcely able to form the thought to move before she was atop him again, pinning his arms as his sides with her knees and looming over him, staring down between her proud breasts in a position of absolute dominance. The skin on his cheeks and jaw tightening as her moisture dried the blood elf coughed once to clear the mucus built up in his throat before responding, his words raspy and breathless, but gaining strength with each syllable.<br/><br/>“ And you were cute when you were bound. Let’s do it again sometime. I especially liked the ‘I don’t have to listen to you talk’ aspect of it. Now you going to impale yourself on this cock you seem to like so much, or am I going to have to take control again? “ he taunted back with a snarl, suddenly thrusting up with his hips, the throbbing, sensitive tip of his penis tasting the thick, warm nectar seeping from between her legs before falling back down to wobble impotently mere inches from its target.<br/><br/>His hope now was to get the orc rogue’s dander up and let her finish what she started as quickly as possible. He didn’t know in what kind of shape he’d be in after she was done, but at least their mutual lust would be slaked enough for them to get back to the business at hand.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>