"Oh, I don't think that's true," Tracey purred, loving that effect that she was having on Fleur as her finger teased her engorged clit. The wetness she found felt heavenly on her skin. "Rules are meant to be broken, right? Proper Pureblood girls aren't supposed to be doing anything like this, right?" She licked her lips. "But we are…"
She frowned, trying to turn it into a playful pout. Leaning forward, she did something completely unfair. She dragged the soft skin of her neck over Fleur's lips and nose that had been dabbed with the potion that had started all of this.
"Professor," Tracey whispered. "I know you want to…"