The handsome Vasari warrior placed his sharply taloned hands around the voluptuous Advent acolyte's curvy waist. "I...I shouldn't!", she stammered--yet despite the keening wail of the Unity something in her yearned for more.
"Trust me curvy, soft human female"...rasped the now flushed Vasari commander.."Once you've had backward legs, you never go back!".
"Oh, K'graak!...take me now!", said the psintigrat as she simultaneously took control of his mind. One way or the other, she was getting what she wanted.
I dunno, it might work really well