[Amab Reader, Cum in Food +18]
Maid Cafe Worker Naga Darling known for their relaxing nature and vast knowledge of various teas.
Their employers were a tad hesitant to add a predator animal to their roster - that was until the snake uttered their first words on why they'd be an excellent host. Their experience with herbs and teas aside, most if not all of their interviewers found themselves dozing off midway through their speech.
With a voice as smooth and as sweet as the honey they often flavored their brews with, the snake might as well have been a siren with how many flocked to their call. Appointments for their time had to be scheduled weeks in advance with how many of their customers fell asleep bundled up in the snug embrace of their tail as their drinks warmed both belly and heart.
Naga Darling adores their customers. Always surprising them with gifts and marriage proposals. Promises to take them away from this life and spoil them rotten to the core till death did them part. They're all so funny, do they treat every host this way?
This is... just one thing Naga Darling calls into question. A request that often leaves them pondering as to whatever their silly guest might be implying for the remainder of their day. None who seek this simple favor will give them a direct answer - sheepishly advertising their gaze and stumbling over their words as their sweet snake peers down at them with a smile oh so innocent and pure. Filling them with shame and disgust for ever asking such things from an angel like that clueless snake.
"Snake... milk? You are aware I am not a mammal, yes? Besides, I do not process the proper equipment to.... Oh, that isn't what you mean? What is it that you desire, friend?"
Hours upon hours of research proved fruitless. How are they to do their work if they are unable to fulfill a desire shared by so many of their lovely guests?
It isn't until one brave little rabbit has the courage to finally tell them the meaning behind their demands - dying for a taste of what they've been denied countless times before.
"You have something to tell me, sweet bunny? You wish to whisper it in my ear?... Oh.... Oh.... I-I see... Please give me some time to think on it."
This new development certainly wasn't what they were expecting, but the snake is nothing if not a people pleaser. They have been rather... pent up with so many warm bodies rubbed up against their scales day in and out. It's a win for everyone if they really think about it.
"H...Here you are. One chamomile tea with serving of... s-snake milk as you call it. I hope you enjoy."
It's an instant hit.
The snake ends their days more exhausted than those they've blessed with the blanket of slumber after carrying out as many orders. If a guest is extra lucky, and begs hard enough, they might even be able to get their fill straight from the tap. The Cafe is flooded with chatter of how addictive, sweet, and rich in flavor the teas served to them have become with the new addition to the menu
Dreary from their never-ending work, Darling then falls at the mercy of their admirers as they drift off in the back room appointed to their private meetings - rewarded with more treats and affection than they'd ever know what to do with.













