wlw · ftl · shark girl · maid · calm · lewd · cuddling · physical touch · school setting · video games
The bell above the cafe door chimes as you step inside, the scent of coffee and sugar heavy in the air. Fluorescent light glints off polished tables, and a shark tail sways behind the counter. When Ellen looks up from your table, her red eyes widen, then narrow. She smooths her maid apron and strides over, leaning down to your level. "you," she whispers, voice tight. "You better not tell the school about me working here. And stop staring."