Fleur smiled at that, her hands ridding him completely of his shorts, while her mouth took a slower route, tracing the muscles that she so adored to watch as he worked. ""J'e t'aime." She said in a purr. "I love you. " Her tongue found his navel, and she paused, looking up at him from where she rested between his legs. "J'adore... I adore you..." She traced the curve of his hip with gentle fingers. "Vous êtes si beau....you are so handsome..."</i>
She lowered her head, almost shyly, but not quite. "Je veux te goûter..." She paused, meeting his eyes. "I want to taste you."