"Sure," she mumbled, not quite meeting the redhead's stare.
Harriet was quite certain she could take anything Daphne dished out. She had dealt well so far, hadn't she? Angered slightly by what seemed a mocking comment about her ability to please the Slytherin, she tried not to let it ruffle her feathers too much.
"Nothing," she answered after the kiss ended.
Her legs rubbed together, thighs damp from more then the clinging wetness from the bathtub. Feeling certain that she needed what she had done to Daphne, she was too shy to ask for it. It seemed awkward to do so...so instead she took her finger out of the other girl and placed it on Daphne's ther breast. She began to caress and touch them as she had been shown how to do earlier.