Of course she is!

"Vivienne stays." You tell Leliana forcefully. "Unless you'd like to take her place?"

The redhead pouts, then acquiesces. For all her good qualities, Leliana was nowhere near the exhibitionist Vivienne was. If the redhead was to lie naked on the War Table, she may make it seem like something out of the ordinary. Vivienne, however, looked as comfortable on her back, nursing your cock, as she would at an imperial function.

With a final look down at the undressed Enchanter, Leliana moves around the table, to her place directly opposite you.

After a few minutes, filled with Vivienne's head bobbing on your shaft, and your hands exploring her incredible body, Josephine and Cullen arrive, and the War Council properly begins.

Needless to say, while your advisors brief you on troop movements, espionage operations and money making ventures, you were far more interested in Vivienne's mouth.

"Finally, there's the matter of Empress Celene's upcoming ball." Josephine concludes. This, you pay attention to. "You don't have to personally attend, but the Inquisition really should have a presence there. Just say the word, and I can make arrangements, either way."

As soon as Josephine finishes speaking, you feel Madame de Fer's mouth begin to pull away from your cock. It seems she has something to say...