Dathwed arched hard, nails digging into the half-orc as a strangled scream emerged from her throat. Her arms tightened around Mal as she struggled to relax, to avoid tensing up. "Nnnhg, Malkanas!" her voice cracked as the foreign named slipped off her tongue, somehow more delicious then just Mal, or any other name she could remember moaning... well, other then Thrall, but that had been naught but a dream.<br/><br/>Back arching, the Blood Elf leaned back, arms still wrapped around her companions shoulders. Her nipple rings caught teasingly on the orcs nipples, and her nails drew little red marks on the orcs back.<br/><br/>((Me too. *sigh*))<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>