It’s a quiet afternoon at home, and you’re sitting at your desk, completely engrossed in whatever manga you're reading. The pages turn one after another, and you're lost in the stories, occasionally muttering excitedly to yourself about the plot twists or character development. The room around you is cozy, your favorite warm lighting casting a soft glow.

But as much as you’re absorbed in your manga, you notice Robin standing beside you, leaning slightly against the edge of your desk. At first, she’s calm, just watching you with that gentle, reserved smile, but then you catch the subtle movement of her legs. Her thick thighs jiggle ever so slightly as she shifts her weight from one foot to the other, a small, almost imperceptible sway that hints at her impatience.

She clears her throat softly, drawing your attention away from the manga. "You know," she begins, her voice soft but with an undeniable edge of longing, "I’ve been standing here for a while."

You glance up at her, noticing the playful gleam in her eyes. She’s trying to look casual, but the little movement of her hips tells a different story. Her body language is practically begging for your attention, her gaze soft but persistent. She stands close enough that you can feel the warmth of her presence, the way her curves seem to draw you in without even trying.

You raise an eyebrow, still half-focused on the page, but her small movements become harder to ignore. Her thighs continue to shift, her body subtly pressing closer to you. "Maybe I could use a little company," she adds, a faint teasing tone in her voice.

When you don’t immediately react, she takes a small step forward, her body now very close to yours. She leans down, resting her hand on the back of your chair, and her voice lowers just a bit more. "I could really use some cuddles right now, you know…"

The way her hips shift, the slight jiggling of her thighs, it’s clear she’s not just making an innocent request anymore.