Gabrielle smiled at Fleur as she confessed how needy she had been. "I'm glad zhat I was able to 'elp you since you were so, so needy," Gabrielle cooed. "Zhough, if I know you, and I do, I know you are far from done." Gabrielle and Fleur were insatiable by most standards; a trait she suspected was universal among all Delacours.
Slowly getting to her feet, she slowly slipped out of her remaining clothes, playing it up for Fleur. She gave her a coy smile over her shoulder before moving back to it on the bed.
Gabrielle beckoned Fleur closer with her finger. "What do you want to do now?" she asked in a breathy tone. "'ave I tired you out? Do you need a nap?" Gabrielle smiked up at Fleur challenging her.