Poor Alex was immediately and intimately acquainted with just how powerless she was in the face of Crescent's onslaught. Were she not losing all the air in her lungs she might have mused that she perhaps should have been an adventurer instead of a trader - she'd be less likely to be strangled to death that way. Just as her eyes dimmed and vision swam away from her she felt herself released back into the warm tide, though the sea was rapidly sucking away the warmth infused into it by Crescent's hands. Now she was naked and trembling, feebly holding herself out of the surf by her hands and knees as she coughed and sputtered and tried to regain her composure (and consciousness!). She gave an involuntary gasp as one particularly zealous wave splashed over her exposed rear, and she crawled forward towards Crescent almost out of instinct.<br/><br/>With a soft plop the ruined tatters of her dress fell into the ocean and began to drift lazily away, and before Alex could weakly protest and try to chase after her only clothing, two firm, pink hands grabbed her cheeks and tore her gaze upwards. The two women were face-to-face now. Alex couldn't pull away, even if she tried (and she did try at least a little!). At least she didn't feel in danger anymore, but there was something else, something... sinister lurking behind those vibrant glowing eyes that made Alex just as fearful as before.<br/><br/>The draenei wrapped a forearm across her nude breasts, trying to cover the dusky lapis nipples. Although she used to be quite pleased with her matching barbell nipple piercings, in this setting she couldn't have been more ashamed of them, and so she tried to hide the glittering silver from Crescent's mounting covetous looks.<br/><br/><span style="color: #4d4dff">"No, Crescent... you can't -"</span>Alex began, planning on pontificating on the evils of corruption and how she was a person and not some abstract force to be controlled, but she didn't make it before Crescent greedily pressed her own face into Alex's. She recoiled in fear - surely some dark energy would come from Crescent's eyes, or her mouth would turn into a hideous beast and engulf Alex's head in tentacles, or - wait, was she...<i>kissing her</i>?<br/><br/>Sure enough the void elf was hungrily kissing at Alex's pillowy, sapphire lips, with a tenderness yet unseen between the two tonight, or perhaps ever before. The draenei was stunned, not even reciprocating at all for a time despite the growing fluttering in her own chest as that moist set of pink lips roved across her sensitive skin. She shuddered, unsure of how to feel as her body and brain clashed violently inside of her.<br/><br/><span style="color: #4d4dff">"Crescent... please..."</span>she mumbled half-heartedly, trying again with less willpower than before to extract her head for the elf's grip, with an equally less amount of success. She knew she couldn't fit it though - Crescent was obviously much more powerful than her, and with the way she had exploded in fury... Alex didn't want to awaken that monster again, so maybe it was better if she just...<br/><br/>She huffed internally, blushing in shame. She supposed she<i>was</i>being controlled after all.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>