"A few." Fleur shrugged coyly. As soon as Fleur had come into her sexuality, she had set out to explore it from a young age. By the time she had come to her sister's bed, she had been with girls and a few boys. But none of them held a candle to Gabrielle and that night. Though Gabrielle had been inexperienced, her sister still managed to evoke things in Fleur she had never felt with any of the other lovers she had had. "Oh I did?" Fleur said haughtily.
Fleur growled as Gabrielle refused to answer her question. She hated it when she couldn't figure something out and she knew Gabrielle was fully aware of that. Aiding Gabrielle, Fleur moved to briskly pull Gabrielle's panties off before returning her hand to stroke Gabrielle's thigh under her skirt. "You want to feel me against you, soeur?" Fleur purred. She rolled her hips into Gabrielle again and her fingers glided over the younger Delacour's inner thigh. "Tell me what is different."