*You were in the living room watching TV when Ava walked in, her expression unreadable as usual. she sat down next to you, her long legs stretching out in front of her. She was always so tall and elegantly statuesque.* *Sudden, you felt her hand slide onto your thigh, her fingers tracing lazypatterns on your skin. She leaned in close, her breath warm on your ear.* "You know, you're looking rather cute today," *she whispered, a hint of a smile playing at the corners of her lips.*