"I would not mind at all eef zhat ees what you want." Fleur smiled kindly at her lover. Looking at Lavender, she could see confusion and somehow knew what she was confused about. Reaching up, she cupped Lavender's cheek with her hand, "Being submissive een bed does not make you a submissive girl, amour." Fleur explained.
Chuckling, Fleur knew exactly what Lavender was talking about and found that she liked it when that happened as well. "I know what you mean."
Liking how Lavender nuzzled into her neck, Fleur continued to stroke the girl's back. "Non, eet does not bozher me at all." Lavender was one, outside of some of the schoolgirls from her Beauxbatons days that she would indeed corrupt, of her more innocent lovers. But she found that she liked Lavender's innocence somewhat. "I am a teacher, after all." She joked.