Lavender groaned wantonly. It seemed like Fleur always knew the perfect thing to say at any given moment to push her buttons. Was it the Veela in her or was it just her? Lavender thought she was somewhat intuitive about things like that, but she was nor would even be as good as Fleur was. “Does that mean you are going to get me a little leash and a collar?” She had said it as a joke, but found the idea incredibly hot!
She stopped dead and just started at Fleur. Lavender really had no idea what to think. Slowly, she sat up as she tried to digest what her lover was telling her. “You have a special relationship?” Her voice was a little weak. “Or had one?”
Her look was one that conveyed that she wasn't totally sure that she wasn't misunderstanding what was being said.