"Oh, I do chere, I adore zhe way you are able to make me come..." Fleur groaned in Lavender's ear. "But where ees zhe fun wizhout a little teasing, non?"
Fleur chuckled, "oui, I zhink zhat may raise some questions. And I am sure zhere must be some rule against eet." It was a rule for professors not to fraternize with their students, so of course marriage was out of the question. But engagement....no, Fleur would have to think about those things when she had a clear head.
"Eet would." Fleur moved her fingers down Lavender's torso. "Nice and soft..." she liked it rough, sure, but soft was something reserved for true lovers, and Gabrielle.
Grinning, Fleur shifted to bring her lips to Lavender's stomach, below her navel, idly making her way down to Lavender's folds.