Gabrielle smiled. "Oui, zhat I did." She slinked over to where Fleur was on the bed. Like a cat, she stretched as she climbed onto the bed and crawled over Fleur to straddle her waist. "Aww…you do not want to guess?" she pouted. Up close she looked even more disheveled and the scent of sex was even stronger.
Would Fleur recognized the scent? She would eventually. That was the fun. After all, it would likely seem at least somewhat familiar.
Ducking down, she maneuvered her lips onto the end of Fleur's cigarette and took a deep drag. Moving towards her sister's lips, she kissed her softly letting the smoke roll over her lips as she did.
"Should I guess who it is zhat you 'ave taken to your bed, forever ruining her for other lovers?" Gabrielle chuckled with a wry grin. "Who could truly be pleasured by another after you, non?"