"Awww…" Lavender cooed with girlish sweetness. She shot Fleur a sly grin. "Well, I love you too. And not just because you are sexy and French and the sexiest girl in the world." She gave her a saucy wink.
"Does that make you mine?" Lavender inquired as she moved to sit in Fleur's lap and wrapped her arms around her neck.
"Oooh…I like the sound of that," she purred back. Squirming in her lap, Lavender wished she could be as cool and collected as her lover but she hadn't managed it yet. "Here I am," she announced, beaming a smile at Fleur.
Suddenly, she remembered something about her break. Cocking her head to the side, it was obvious she was in thought for a moment. Looking back to Fleur, she was sure she would want to know what she'd been thinking about.
"I had a dream one night when I was on break. I was watching two girls…fooling around. I was hidden and you were kneeling down, your head under my skirt," Lavender explained. "It was so hot," she groaned. "I couldn't stop touching myself to go back to sleep."
"Have you ever…seen other people fooling around?" Lavender asked her more experienced lover.