Growling in response, Fleur tightened her grip and pushed her fingers in Lavender a bit harsher than usual. "Zhen maybe I should stop, and you can find your pleasure een someone else." She knew that Lavender wouldn't, and even if she did, Fleur wouldn't let her. Lavender was hers as far as she was concerned.
Fleur chuckled at Lavender's recovery, stroking the girl's stomach lightly. "Oui, I can be a very dirty girl..." she purred.
As Lavender broke character to tell Fleur her love, FLeur felt her heart melt and brought Lavender's hand up to her lips, kissing the palm, then the wrist, "I love you too, amour. More zhan you could ever imagine..."
Hearing Lavender's comment, especially the one about Gabrielle, Fleur's jealousy and possesivness rose again, is flaring in her eyes as they grew darker. Still having Lavender's wrist near her mouth, she bit down on the skin, determined to mark the girl. "Non..." she growled, "You are mine." she pulled Lavender against her and moved her lips to Lavender's shoulder, where her neck began once she was satisfied with the mark she had left on the girl's wrist. "Gabrielle ees nozhing compared to me..."