Fleur could tell that Lavender was becoming more and more unable to form any coherent speech and knew that, as much as both girls loved it, would need to stop soon, not wanting to go over the line from pleasure to pain.
At Lavender's cries, FLeur couldn't help but to grin and love the noises, knowing that this was driving Lavender crazy. It was beginning to drive her a bit crazy too.
When Lavender fell limp in her lap, Fleur only spanked her a few more times before she stopped, her hand coming to rest over Lavender's now faintly red backside, rubbing it soothingly. She leaned down again and placed a tender kiss to the hot skin. Gently, she began to help Lavender so she could sit up in her lap. "Would you like to touch yourself now, Mademoiselle Brown?"