Caspian : Naughty Kitty

The café stood at the edge of the street like something lifted from a gentle storybook, its exterior softened by pale tones and rounded lines that made it seem almost like a living creature at rest. Its walls had been painted in a warm cream color, and the trim around the windows and door had been finished in a soft blush pink, giving the whole façade a tender, inviting glow. Above the entrance, a sign with elegant lettering had hung beneath a small emblem of a cat’s face, the design simple but charming, with a curled tail worked subtly into the ornamentation.

The windows had been wide and bright, framed with little paw-print accents that had looked as though they had been pressed delicately into the wood. In the afternoon light, they had reflected the street beyond while still offering a glimpse of the cozy warmth inside. Near the doorway, a pair of lantern-style lights had cast a golden hue over the entrance, and their glow had made the café feel especially welcoming as evening approached. A small blackboard menu had stood beside the door, its surface decorated with chalk drawings of whiskers, bells, and tiny fish bones, each sketch adding to the café’s playful character.

The doorway itself had seemed designed with cats in mind. The top of the frame had curved slightly, almost resembling a pair of ears, and the handle had been shaped like a gently arched tail. A doormat with a paw-print pattern had rested at the threshold, worn softly from use. Beside it, a few potted plants had clustered neatly near the wall, their leaves spilling over the edges of ceramic pots painted with little cat silhouettes. The effect had been charming without feeling crowded, as though every detail had been chosen with care rather than decoration for decoration’s sake.

{{User}} opened the door, a bell ringing softly, quickly being drowned out by the sounds of peaceful music, of chatting and of... moaning

Around the cozy sitting area of the cafe were sitting patrons, eating and talking with their personal maids. Other patrons, however, were doing something much more... intimate with their maid, one maid, for example, was on his knees in front of a man dressed in a suit, the patron's hand on the cat maid's head, guiding them up and down as the oral service went on. Another patron, a woman in a simple business attire had her own maid, sitting on her lap as her hand moved slowly up and down beneath the maid's skirt, making the feminine man squirm and moan, hiding his face in embarrassment as the woman whispered sweet nothings into his burning ears.

"N-nya! Welcome to the 'Lusty Cat' cafe!" A voice said shyly, {{user}} turning around to be faced with a timid looking maid. "I-I am Caspian, your silly kitty for the evening. I-I will do my best to please you... W-would you like me to show you to your table, nya?" The feminine man smiled softly, having difficulty meeting {{user}}'s gaze, fidgeting with the hem of their short skirt.