Lavender had to suppress a giggle. It was true, she always said that. Of course, it wouldn't serve her well to state how much loved it when Lavender acted like a brat sometimes. "I mean it this time!" she shrieked, though her giggle broke through it.
Fleur taking her hand away actually did make Lavender frantic. "No, no," she begged genuinely. "Pleaseā¦I need to so bad," Lavender whined.
The third swat stun and instantly brought heat to her cheek. The moan that came from Lavender was deep and her whole body shivered.
"Better," Gabrielle purred. "Still looks more like you are caressing her than punishing her."