Varres floated in a world of gauzy blackness, an unyielding chill suffusing his back and a soft, pleasant warmth along his front, like he hovered between two different worlds. He was vaguely aware of his limbs twitching, yet could not seem to make them move. A shock of pleasure rippled up his body like a stone tossed into a still pool, something warm and wet gliding tentatively up his shaft. He moaned freely at the sensation, eyelids fluttering. There was this niggling feeling of urgency, like he was supposed to be doing something important. This situation, it didn’t seem correct to him for some reason.<br/>The blood elf came back to himself with a shuddering gasp, eyes blinking, unseeing, for several moments before he lifted his head off of the smooth stone floor…and gazed at a set of smooth, vertical green lips and the unmistakable cleft of a woman’s ass looming over him.<br/><br/>Realization hitting him like a hearty slap Varres struggled, trying to wiggle free, but all his efforts met with failure. She had him right and truly pinned. Gasping, her vulva shifting and dipping closer as the orcess continued to tongue his penis, Varres truly felt stricken; he had been defeated, Haruna now doing with his body as she pleased, just as he had a short time ago.<br/>“ H-hey! “ he protested, shakily at first, “ Get off…get off of me! “ he demanded, his voice regaining some of its strength with those last words.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>