"Oh you will chere, Bien sur." Seeing Lavender strain for a kiss, Fleur leaned in, kissing her cheeks, her chin, her nose, her forehead; everywhere on her face but her lips. "But not quite yet..."
FLeur paused for only a second at Lavender's sudden comment to think about it. SHe knew she was horribly in love with Lavender, and her Veela had already chosen the young girl as her mate, what was left but marriage? But still, she knew Lavender was young. "Eet ees an option, after you graduate."
Imagining the wedding brought a smile to Fleur's face. Gabrielle and Parvati would be the maids of honor, no doubt. She could see her sister looking slightly jealous, but trying to preoccupy her time with Parvati while Fleur and Lavender were wrapped up in each other. "Eet would definitely be an event, non?"
"And I can guarantee..." Fleur purred, close to Lavender's ear, "Zhat our 'oneymoon would be zhe best night of your life..."
Sitting back, Fleur observed her work. Deciding on one last touch, she added, just below the "Je'taime" that was already written;
Tonjours... (Always...)
Satisfied with her work, she set the quill aside and drew her fingers down Lavender's torso, the ink already dry and not coming off for a few days.
"Are you ready for your release now, amour?" She teased, sliding back so she sat between Lavender's thighs, stroking them lightly.