Lavender slapped her hand over her mouth again to stop from giggling. She pinched her eyes shut and tried to control her breathing. Despite the note being really funny, it made her positively ache at the possibility of being “punished” by Fleur.
She hadn’t told her girlfriend, it made her smile to think of Fleur that way, about her latest fantasy. Should she tell her? Lavender bit her lip as she thought about it.
Finally, Fleur’s bare sex was too much to resist. Placing a soft kiss to Fleur’s folds, she began to lightly lick at the delectable flesh. She pulled at it by hooking her tongue, not using enough pressure to really please Fleur… yet.
Lavender pulled back away from Fleur’s naked slit. Reaching for the bottom drawer of Fleur’s desk, she slid it open soundlessly having decided to tell Fleur her secret fantasy. Fetching a quill, she found there was a tiny bit of ink to write with.
Resting the slip of parchment on Fleur’s seat between her legs, Lavender wrote simply. Spank me. Promise?. The quill then ran out of ink. She slid the balled up note into Fleur’s hand.
Using the quill, she began to tease Fleur’s thighs with the feathered tip.