Lavender was completely in a world all of her own. No one else occupied this world, save for Bill and occasionally Parvati, who was making her presence known. It was all about the feel of Bill inside of her, Parvati touching her, the brick of the wall she was pushed up against brushing roughly against the palms of her hands. It was no surprise she didn't hear Gavin until he was practically on top of them and even then, she didn't bother to acknowledge his presence, expect to moan at the loss of Parvati near her. She would have said hello otherwise, but she was far too busy with everything else going on around her. Sensory overload in the best sense.
Lavender bit her lip, leaving little teeth shaped marks in her skin when Bill grabbed her hips and she cried out when he bit her. No one really bit her, no one was really this rough with her. It was fantastic. Now, if only Gavin would bend Parvati over beside her and fuck her, Lavender would be the happiest girl in the world. She wanted her friend to enjoy just what she was too.