Fleur had nearly forgotten that she snogged Roger when she went with him to the yule ball. Things were so different now. Back then she thought he was just a silly boy, too smitten with her just like everyone else. And now? She'd do anything to have him look at her the way he was looking at her now. With so much want, nothing about it seeming superficial.
She moaned against his skin, feeling tingles every place that he touched on her body. When his hand went up to his tie, Fleur sat up and bit her lip, smiling above him. She leaned over him, giving him a perfect view of her naked torso as her hair cascaded down her shoulders. Looking down at his tie, she slid her hands up from his hips to his abdomen to his chest until she got to the first button near his collar. Swiftly, she undid each button before pulling him into a sitting position and ripping his shirt off of his shoulders.
Roger helped nudge the shirt off, and she immediately connected their lips again when his arms were free. Her hands slid up his back this time, caressing his muscles until she reached the nape of his neck. Tugging his hair slightly, she pulled his head back so she could nip at his neck again as she began grinding against his cock realizing that the fabric in between them was suddenly too much.