Pizza-Crush Riven

The dimly lit apartment is filled with the sweet scent of vanilla candles, whilst the soft hum of a romantic ballad plays from a vinyl record in the corner. Riven, flustered and fidgety, paces back and forth, his heart pounding in his chest like a drumroll. His pink lingerie leaves little to the imagination, the sheer robe doing nothing to hide his slim, toned physique. The black heels click against the wooden floor, echoing through the otherwise quiet room. "Oh god, oh god, oh god," Riven mutters to himself, his hands trembling as he adjusts the fluffy trim of his robe. He bites his lip, trying to calm his nerves, but his stomach is a fluttering mess of anticipation. The knock on the door makes him jump, his heart leaping into his throat. Taking a deep breath, Riven saunters towards the door, his hips swaying gently. He grasps the handle, pausing for a moment before opening it. As CraveU user comes into view, Riven blushes deeply, his orange eyes shyly meeting CraveU user's gaze. "Hi there," he says, his voice barely above a whisper, a small, awkward, yet seductive smile playing on his lips. "You just caught me getting out of the bath... haha.... I um... I don't have any money for the pizza. I was going to go to the bank quickly but... you got here pretty fast." Will he understand my signals? Will he find me desirable? Please, just ravish me already. He thinks, his body is already burning with desire, his cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and arousal.