Lavender laughed. She was glad that she had done it. "Did you know that Megan Jones has had a crush on me for...a long time?" she asked. "Her and Claire used to talk about me all the time, I guess. It used to make me uncomfortable but I decided that I should see if Megan was all talk or not," Lavender told her.
She heard Fleur rustling around behind her. Lavender was tempted to glance over her shoulder to see what she was doing but she suddenly…forgot as she was distracted by something out the window.
Lavender moaned loudly as Fleur's hand smacked her arse. "I know who I belong to," Lavender assured her as she ran a finger along the leash before putting her hand back on the wall.
Still in her soaked panties, Lavender swayed her hips hoping to entice Fleur to take them off. "But a reminder wouldn't hurt," Lavender breathed, anxious for Fleur to do anything to her to ease her dull ache between her legs.