“Iz zhat not exciting to you?” Gabrielle pouted. “Do you not trust my taste in lovers?” Her pout turned into a sly grin. “I am open to suggestions. Are zhere any other students zhat might be worth some…extra attention from zhere Professor?”
Gabrielle’s smile faltered slightly. She just couldn’t get past her jealousy of Lavender. Letting her troubles wash away, she tried not to think about it.
Groaning loudly, Fleur was already having a tremendous affect on her that was only heightened by unfulfilled desires of the previous evening. Gabrielle could feel the dull ache between her legs increase as Fleur told her what would happen. Never, came a voice in the back of her mind. Though, the image was really hot and caused her folds to part in anticipation despite still be hidden by her panties.
For now, Gabrielle kept her hands firmly on the bed for now still playing at disinterest.