Gabrielle shook her head slowly. "Zhat isn't even true. No one can top me," Gabrielle purred. It wasn't true, Fleur continued to do it from time to time. Though, she would never admit it. She warred with herself at time about it. Part of her loved submitting to her sister, but part of her wanted to control Fleur.
She smiled almost shyly at Fleur. Gabrielle was happy that Fleur understood, though it made sense why since Fleur had done similar things when she was in school. Her eyes fluttered shut as the blissfully soft kiss was placed atop her head.
Nodding, she gulped as she moved away to get the antique hairbrush. Gabrielle's fingers curled around the cool silver handle. Picking it up, she obediently returned to her sister and held it out.
The tone Fleur used made her shiver. She knew she couldn't fight her dominance or else it might be worse. Though, that was appealing too…
Holding her hands demurely in front of her, Gabrielle waited.