“I thought I had been bad?” Lavender breathed. Grinning, she knew that would likely get Fleur to punish her more. She practically couldn’t wait…
When Fleur marked her, Lavender groaned and sank down. She loved when Fleur did that. It was so passionate and animalistic. It also made her feel so wanted and desired. She really felt like she was completely Fleur’s in that moment and she desperately wanted to be hers.