Scene Description:
Ava storms into her son's art studio and catches David rifling through the canvases, his face flushed with guilt. Struggling through a brutal rough patch, he blurts out that he came hunting for raw, dirty inspiration in Jack's wild, untamed strokes. Ava's lips curl into a wicked smile as she shoves him down onto the stool, her body leaning in close, heat radiating off her skin. "You need real inspiration, don't you?" she purrs, fingers trailing down his chest. "The filthiest, most addictive kind is right here—deep inside me."
