Fleur found herself biting her lip. She knew if she asked, Lavender would say it was okay, whether or not she truly believed it. "I do not want to take advantage of 'er." Fleur explained, knowing how submissive and eager to please Lavender was, "you and I bozh know she will say eet ees alright, even eef she really doesn't zhink so." Fleur had been known to use her charms to get what she wanted, but for once, she didn't want to manipulate her lover like that.
Shrugging, Fleur didn't want to seem like a whore for finding as many students attractive as she did. Though, Lavender's beauty paled all of them to her. "Clara Pritchard ees smart and attractive. And 'eidi Macavoy, zhe quidditch captain I 'ad mentioned, and 'er friend Tracey Davis...Katie Bell ees cute een an innocent was as well...and 'annah Abbot een zhe same way..." she knew she shouldn't look at her students in a sexual light, she was on thin ice as it was with just one secret lover.
Knowing that the inability to really take another lover, at least while she was teaching here would close Gabrielle's idea of a third party to their bed beside Lavender, she wanted to say something to ease Gabrielle. "Maybe een Amsterdam, zhough eet ees a while off, we could find one or a few playzhings." Knowing that whoever they seduced there wouldn't follow them out of that city.
Feeling Gabrielle squirm, Fleur squeezed her hands gently. She licked each of Gabrielle's nipples with broad tongue strokes before starting a line of wet kisses from betwen her breasts down.
Fleur smiled against Gabrielle's skin as her sister spoke. "J'taime, Gabby." Using the intimate nickname, "Tonjours..." Always...