"Oui, eet was mentioned over a family dinner I attended when I was dating 'er brozher." Fleur told her, not at all fond of the memory of the awkward dinner with Ron and the twins drooling and pretty much everyone else looking at her disapprovingly. "I do not know who else she 'as dated. As for Mademoiselle Davis, who knows? She seems like zhe very secretive type, non?"
Fleur did match Lavender's pace at a skill level that only came with practice. Throughout the years, particularly in her school days, Fleur had experimented with sex and looked on it as not only pleasure, but a learning experience as well. She was a perfectionist and always looked for ways to make things better for her, her partner or just in general more interesting.
"O-oui." Fleur nodded as she rolled her hips skillfully, listening to them it Lavender's thrusting ones. The added friction drove her wild.
After a few minutes of this, Fleur began to get restless and, after a few failed attempts, managed to maneuver her body so she could straddle the harness Lavender wore and begin to ride her.