"Not that I'm aware of," Lavender told him, pressing a kiss to his temple. "I like how things are. Don't think being married changes anything. Except my name. And that's a fantastic change because it makes me feel closer to you."
She sighed contentedly, resting her head against his.
"Hmmm." It was a tough decision. "If you tell me, I'm probably going to get horny, but if you don't tell me, I'll probably end up horny from anticipation." Lavender licked her lips. "Either way, I'm going to want to fuck you."
She pressed a kiss to his jaw. "I don't mind either way."
Charlie made a slow decision and smiled slowly. “Well, if we were brave, I’d put my hand underneath your skirts and into your knickers. Then I’d stroke you until you were on the point of coming.” He paused, watching her face.
He then continued. “Then we’d have to get up and mingle with people. And then when we got home, I’d get you out of that dress and we’d go into the bedroom. Shall I continue?”
"Oooh, just as charming as everyone said," Romilda remarked, although she did blush a little when Charlie kissed her cheek.
"Pity it doesn't run in the family," said Demelza.
Lavender glanced at Charlie. "They knew Ron," she told him, which really explained everything. She nudged him. "I think Desi's waving at us," she said. Smiling at Romilda and Demelza, she added, "It was nice talking to you."
"Which one?" Lavender asked, and then spotted Ron and John over at the bar, looking rather enthusiastic. She wrinkled her nose. "Okay, that's something I could have done without seeing." Deciding to warn Desi, Lavender said, "Apparently Ron's planning a trip to Romania, just so you know."
Desi rolled her eyes. "Bloody brilliant," she said sarcastically. "Had enough of those two the last couple of days."