"Of course I am flirting with you," Gabrielle teased, "Would you expect anything less?"
"The room changes with my moods," The younger witch murmured, her voice deeper than it had been at the start of the night. "The darker the color, the more intense the feeling."
Gabrielle chuckled at Ginny's question, running a finger across the other woman's lips. "Oui, I did. If I had only known you were interested in the fairer sex...."
Being blunt was not Gabrielle's style, nor was being the aggressor, at least physically. She much preferred to compel others to make the first move. After all, if they were the ones who touched her first, it was hard for them to claim Gabrielle had seduced her by way of her Veela heritage.
With Ginny, it didn't really seem to matter who initiated the contact, and while this should have worried Gabrielle, it intrigued her instead.
Gabrielle blinked once, slowly, after their lips parted, taking a deep breath to calm herself. Already her body was demanding more, but Gabrielle could play along with Ginny.
"A story?" The younger witch murmured, a hand drifting to Ginny's neck while Gabrielle forced herself to stay still under Ginny's hand; Ginny, through pure chance, had happened upon one of Gabrielle's most sensitive places. "What kind of story do you wish to hear?"