"Well, all of zhis wretched castle can be a bit chilled," Gabrielle mused. "Zhough, 'ere, at zee moment...quite warm." She flashed her sister a lopsided smile. She knew that Fleur had bested her in this little round of verbal sparring even if it had been by cheating a little. Of course, she would never admit that. It was a sister thing.
"Did I say zhat I am zee better lover?" Gabrielle made her eyes go wide as if Fleur was saying just that. "Why, thank you for thinking so," she said with faux-graciousness. "I never said that. All I said was zhat I'm more naturally gifted."
Gabrielle cried out softly as Fleur worked two fingers inside her. She couldn't take it anymore. She needed to touch Fleur. She needed her to get as desperate to come as she was. "I thought you were the one who needed to come?" Working her hand down between their bodies, Gabrielle brushed her fingers over Fleur's swollen clit before sliding two fingers into her as they continued grinding against each other.
"We both need that, Gabrielle said resolutely. "Do you want to come with me, sister?"