“You don’t?” Alice’s eyes narrowed even more until she was squinting at Bellatrix. “I am not sure…I believe you…” Looking around, she assured that no one was watching them. Deciding two could play at that game, Alice’s hand moved to the ground right near the hem of Bella’s skirt.
Gingerly, Alice’s fingertips began to lightly tease the soft flesh of her outer thigh. After doing that for a few minutes, her hand crept around so that she could sneak under the arch of her knee and teased her inner thigh.
Having turned to look out over the water, Alice hoped she was having the same effect on Bellatrix as she’d had on her. “It is getting cold,” Alice observed in an even tone. “Maybe we should go find some somewhere…warmer?”