Fleur managed a chuckle. "Like what?" She asked with a grin, "I should be zhe one saying zhat, you know?" Her voice was still breathy with her chest rising and falling as she calmed it.
Watching Lavender lick up Fleur's juices, Fleur just watched her with a smile. As Lavender cuddled against her she moved her arm so it was easier and wrapped it around the Gryffindor, pulling her closer and she kissed her forehead. "Zhat really was magnifique, mon amour."
Resting back on the couch, Fleur was very content for the moment and stroked Lavender's hair, not wanting to leave her lover.