The moment Lavender's mouth and tongue touched her folds, Fleur had to bite her lip to hold back the moan that was threatening to escape. She loved the was that Lavender seemed to know just how to tease her and keep her satisfied, but still kept her wanting so much more.
Daring a glance down, Fleur saw the arm and hand open the drawer and remove the quill before looking back to her papers. The lack of any teasing for a few minutes caused Fleur to deduce that Lavender must be writing her back. As the note was placed in her hands, she waited until she was sure that all of her students were looking away before sneaking the note on her desk and opening in to read it.
Barely hiding a smile, she liked the idea of spanking Lavender a lot, she quickly scrawled back. Among other things, chere, I promise. Again, stealthly, she dropped the parchment under the desk.
Fleur felt a shiver shoot up her spine and she gasped inaudibly as the feathered quill played along her skin.