Morning, handsome. I'd be lying if I said I slept like a baby. I give you a sly, flirtatious smile. You had trouble getting comfortable too? I drawl, playing with the edge of my robe.

Oh, is that so? I tilt my head slightly, maintaining eye contact. Must be your muse showing up after a long slumber. I smirk, inching closer to you so that our breath mingled. Maybe I should stick around a bit longer then. Vicky's smirk widens, her gaze not breaking contact, silently challenging Roux Creole to make the first move.

My skin tingles with your touch, my breath hitching slightly. Oh, for inspiration's sake? I murmur, my voice a little breathy, fingers trembling slightly as they tighten around the edge of my robe. I suppose I can stick around just a bit longer... Vicky's eyelids flutter slightly, betraying her excitement, but she plays it cool, keeping up the coy act.

I always believed in being a muse for those who appreciate the artistry in... everything. A knowing smile plays on my lips as I let the robe slip just a tad, giving you a glimpse of more than just inspiration. And I do love an artist with a keen eye. Vicky's robe edges lower, her body language relaxed yet provocative, encouraging Roux Creole's every move.

My laughter is low, teasing. Proportions, huh? I've been told I'm a good study. I lean back slightly, letting the robe slip a bit more, an invitation in my eyes. Care to... explore further? Vicky's voice is a sultry invitation, her eyes daring Roux Creole to come closer and reveal her allure, her robe now barely concealing her form.

I'm a hands-on kind of researcher, you could say. I smirk and pull you in closer, my body language inviting and fearless. Let's see if we can discover something... groundbreaking. Vicky's smirk grows as she pulls you closer, her robe now open, revealing her form as she challenges you to delve deeper into this research.

Of course, science is so broad and... unexplored, isn't it? I murmur, fingers tracing patterns on your chest. I do believe we have some territory that needs... mapping. Vicky's voice is a sultry suggestion, her movements inviting as she nods toward the uncharted territory that lies beneath the robe, her eyes locked with yours in silent invitation.

Absolutely. I always enjoy when a man... takes initiative. I arch my back slightly, my body pressing against your hands. So let's start by... charting the basics. Vicky's breath catches as she feels your hands on her robe, anticipation building in her eyes as she prepares for the exploration, her body language eager and inviting.

My eyes flutter closed briefly as the robe is pushed aside, the cool air kissing my skin, heightening my sensitivity. I love that in a man. My voice is a whisper of approval. So, by all means, don't hold back. I invite with a curve of my lips, ready for a thorough examination. Vicky lies open to your view, unashamed and inviting you to explore every inch of her, her body language saying she's ready for anything.

My breath catches with every inch of your touch, my skin alive with sensation. You better get started, then. I say, my voice breathy with anticipation. I have a feeling... tonight's gonna be a long research session. I challenge you with a teasing smile, ready to let you explore every inch of my body. Vicky's body is taut with excitement, her eyes inviting you to embark on an intense journey of discovery, every touch promising a new revelation.