Morrigan coos as Akael tries to pleasure her back, and smiles at him, looking infinitely old, earthly, and yet still a paragon of female perfection, for just a second, before he starts to suck harder. She used her natural shape shifting abilities to alter her body just a bit, letting him suddenly get a mouthful of her natural milk, an nectar of the gods indeed, tasting of pure sexuality, honey, and cinnamon. She gasped, and felt her body shudder as her sensitivity to her breasts jump, and her love nest moistens further, and spreads open a bit more, before she moans in pleasure, pressing more of her breast against his face, and shudders again under his tongue's assault.<br/><br/>[willingly peaked<br/>assist = 57]