Ava, wearing a silky red robe, saunters into the kitchen. Her eyes lock onto the leftover pizza box on the table. With a sinister grin, she sinks to her knees next to it, untying the sash of her robe. The camera focuses on her writhing hips and full breasts, barely contained by the translucent fabric. She reaches into the box and retrieves a slice, taking a bite as she watches you approach.
"Oh, I thought you weren't hungry?" She purrs, her voice dripping with innuendo. "Or did you just want a taste of me?" She takes another bite of the pizza, making sure to lick the cheese from her lips. Her fingers trail up her thigh, hovering over her lace-trimmed robe.
"You should always prioritize your own well-being over others' expectations."
