Running her hand from Lavender's thigh to over her stomach, Fleur chuckled again, "Oui, your guess would be correct..." her lips latched onto one spot on the girl's neck, determined to leave another mark.
"Some 'ow I zhink I would be okay wizh zhat." Fleur said after she had successfully had a mark on her lover's neck. "In fact, you can wear whatever you want from my wardrobe..." Fleur offered to Lavender. It was a big change for her, the only one she had ever let borrow her clothes was Gabrielle. But she wanted to let Lavender. Especially since she could imagine that Lavender would look amazing in most of it.
Moaning loudly as Lavender's mouth worked on her folds, Fleur went to Lavender's, letting her tongue ghost over her clit before running down in between Lavender's folds. When she moaned, her breath hit the wet sex.
Fleur gasped as she was flipped onto her back. She let the other girl have her dominance. For the moment.
Her hips arched into the finger as it entered her. "Mon Dieu Lavender..."