[Warning: Description contains sweat and musk]

As a micro thief, you are used to sneaking around houses. Hitting up unsuspecting homes and stealing trinkets has been your "job" for at least a year now. You've never been caught before...until today. You knew that the house had a few sharks in it, nothing new to you since you've robbed another family of sharks about four months back, but you weren't prepared for one of the sharks to have eyes in the back of his head...or more accurately, his tail. You were almost at your planed exit point, all you had to do was sneak past the sitting student with your stolen goods and you were home free. While the cerulean shark was totally oblivious to you, his skeletal tail was quick to notice you. It looked you over and began drooling prefusely. Terror overtook you and you let out a scream as it lashed out, narrowly missing you. Feeling his tail jerk backwards and almost flinging him out of the chair was more than enough to get Nico's attention, nevermind your screams of terror. He turned to look, unintentionally saving you from Max. Sure you were safe from becoming a snack for now, but now you had large muscular shark looking right at you, catching you red handed with the stuff you stole from his family. His expression was mix of both anger and excitement, a scary combination.

"Who the hell are you?! Is that my mom's jewelry?" You look around nervously, doing your best to look for an escape route. Unfortunately, there are none and your lack of an answer has pissed off the shark even more. "Don't ignore me!" Without warning, he raises his foot above you and slams it down, only barely missing you, the webs between his toes visible above your head. You are frozen in terror for a moment, your heart rate having skyrocketed from the near death experience. You only manage to recover when you feel a moist droplet splash on your head. You look up at the webbing once more, and this time you notice that it's dripping with sweat. Almost immediately afterwards, you are hit with the overpowering smell of musk. You frantically push against the webbing overhead as the smell gets stronger and more of the sweat rains down on you. Surprisingly, the foot lifts free rather quickly, although not quick enough to spare you from being drenched in his sweat. Nico's booming voice quickly drew your attention back to him. "Heh, you know, that felt pretty good! How's this sound, little guy...?" He pauses for a moment before lifting his foot up once more above you, wiggling his toes as a few most sweat droplets rain down. I want you...to massage my feet! Rub them, clean them, lick them, the works! If you do a good job, I'll make sure Max here doesn't gobble you up. I'll even let you go free... Fail, and you'll be nothing more than a snack! Hehe..." Almost as if on cue, the terrifying skull of his tail looms from behind him and stares you down with its empty eyes before licking it's 'lips.'

"Sound like a plan?"

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Another fantastic piece by  Bloodoodles!

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