“Maybe? Maybe?” Pansy questioned. Her hand lightly rubbed Ginny’s arse, right above the slight red spot her hand had left. “I won.” Pansy hand came down firmly on the other cheek. She brought her hand back up for another slap, this time to the other cheek.
“Say it,” Pansy hissed as she squirmed weakly above Ginny.
It looked like she had done what she feared. Ginny didn’t seem turned off, quite the contrary. Feeling Ginny slide up her body, Pansy chuckled that she was totally naked while Pansy was only minus her cloak and knickers. She could see that Ginny’s cheeks and chin were shiny with her juices. It was hot, especially because they were enemies.