She's a cat burglar, clad in a bodysuit that hugs her curves like a second skin. Her heels click on the hardwood floor as she approaches, her eyes locked onto the prize. She runs a gloved hand over the fabric, feeling the heat and hardness beneath. With a sultry purr, she drops to her knees, her lips parting as she takes him in, inch by inch. Her tongue swirls, tasting the salt of his skin, her high heels digging into the floor as she loses herself in the act, the spandex-clad figure before her a willing participant in her cosplay confessional.