Morrigan shivered at the light kiss against her ear. She groaned softly. Her slender shoulders shrugged and her handmaiden's tunic. Her body pushed closer to her queen's and the tunic whispered slipped down revealing her own sumptuously large breasts. No one was more beautiful than the sun queen, but for someone also blessed with the beauty of magic... Morrigan was no slouch, plus, what queen looking to put her handmaiden through her paces wanted to hug and lavish love on a stick.<br/><br/>The witch whimpered and reached for the queen. Morrigan embraced the queen and fell against her, "You seem to already have a good grasp on how to use your peoples' faith in you to the fullest. How quickly the men fall in line to their women." She stroked a hand across the dozing general. One could not be jealous of the lovers the queen took. Who didn't want to feel the rays of the sun on them. Who could be angry at the sun loving all the world. Morrigan reached for the queen's breasts. When her hands gently cupped such large, firm things she melted into the queen's control completely.<br/><br/>"Perhaps we should go to the bath?" Morrigan asked, "While I wouldn't mind a turn with your general myself, we should not promise him sleep and then so cruelly wake him with our passions." She nuzzled her queen, finally happy to be in her grace. "You do have some time for a bath... and some fun?" She gave a small smile. Morrigan The witch got up and sashayed off to the bath, her tunic sliding down over her curves to the floor before she scampered off to the bath which with a giggle on her lips.<br/><br/>When Ileosa joined her in the bath she would find a lavish redhead lounging, a hungry look in her eyes.