forum Shy Neko Maid Shipping RP (One on One)

Started November 13, 2018 by @Elder-God-Whisper

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(ok!)

When the show ended, Atlas stretched, groaning. "Uuuuughhh… man, I'm not used to sitting on a bed while watching anime." He looked down at Rosa grinning. "So whadya think? Cool? We could probably find an anime that has a neko girl you could dress up as."

(Thanks!)

Rosa glanced up at him and leaned back into his chest. “Okay. I don’t know if I wanna go outside, though. Master Lordson always said it was dangerous.”

Atlas tipped his head curiously. "Did he say what was dangerous about it, or did he just say it was generally dangerous?" He wrapped his arms around her stomach.

Rosa shrugged and wiggled around so she was facing him. “He just said it was dangerous for girls like me to go out there.”

Atlas suddenly understood what his grandfather had meant. "Ooooohhh….." He thought about this, his arms now around her waist. "D-do you know… much about your, for want of a better word, situation?"

Rosa shook her head. “I just know that Master Lordson created Father and I to be like this.”

Atlas startled backwards, falling off the bed. When he sat back up again, he stared, horrified. "HE MADE YOU!?!?"

Rosa squeaked when he fell off the bed. He had landed right on top of her.
“Y-yes, he did.”

Atlas realized he was on top of her and scrambled off. "I am so sorry! I didn't mean to put you in that position!. Oh, man. This is awkward…" Then he shook himself. He looked at her and reached out a hand to help her sit up. "I'm sorry… I wasn't really expecting an answer like that…"

(Sorry! I didn’t see this.)

Rosa curled her tail around her legs and slowly sat up, holding his hand. He doing that had made her feel… weird. Weird but it felt kinda good.
“It-it’s okay, Master.”

(No probs!)

Atlas decided not to ask any more questions about her past, thinking he probably would be prying. "Anyways, I think that you'll be okay at comic con. I'll be right there, so don't worry about any danger. If you want, I could probably lend you my taser so even if we get separated for a few seconds, you'll have something to defend yourself."

Rosa nodded and tucked herself together. The feeling made her feel nasty and dirty. She wasn’t sure if she liked it or not.

(Oh my… naughty naughty kitty… laughs hysterically)

Atlas became concerned when Rosa seemed to close in on herself again. She had seemed so relaxed before though… He took her small shoulders in his large hands, with a worried look on his face. "Rosa? Is something the matter? Are you feeling well?" He didn't realize just how close they were right now.

(laughs with)

Rosa’s face danced up into a deep red. His hands were large and commanding. She swallowed a little and nodded.
“I-I’m okay, M-Master.” Something about calling him Master tickled at the nasty feeling.

(oooooooh… the kitty's kinky!)

He ran his hands up and down her arms, as if trying to warm her. He put a hand on her forehead. Then he started stroking her hair. "You're clearly not. You're warm and flushed." He looked up and guided her over to his four poster. "Here. Lay down on my bed."

Rosa made a faint noise in her throat and let herself be led and sat down. “M-Master Atlas… I can just go to my room.” She didn’t want to go, but if Atlas wanted, she would.

Atlas shook his head and smiled. "No. I want to make sure you're ok. You'll stay in my room until I'm sure you're better." He sat down next to her and grabbed her hand, squeezing it gently. "Do you want anything? Water? Some food?" He cocked his head, waiting for any requests.

Rosa stayed put on the bed, turning a darker red. “Er…. er…. n-no, Master.” She didn’t want to tell Atlas about her feelings. It was weird, thinking about him.

Atlas was growing stressed. He brushed some hair out of her face. "Is there something you're not telling me Rosa..?"

Rosa looked up at him when he brushed hair from her face. “N-no, Master. I’m okay.”

"Rosa…. You're stuttering and your face keeps getting redder. Please tell me…" Atlas was worried. "I want to help."

Rosa covered her face and shook her head. She had just gotten very very naughty images.
“I’m okay!” She squeaked.

Atlas then realized what might be wrong. 'If she reacts to this, it'll be a good indicator…' He took his glasses off so they wouldn't fall off his face and leaned up, putting his hands on either side of her head. "Rosa," he said in a low voice, "Look at me."

(Ember?)

Rosa turned a fluorescent shade of bright red and she squeaked. Their faces were close. She could point out the fine streaks of color in his eyes.

(Fuck. Not again…)

Atlas gave a grin. "Rosa, are you..?" He raised an eyebrow, letting her complete the sentence for herself.

Rosa made a faint, panicked noise. He had figured her out. Her face grew so red she could feel the pressure of it in her ears.

Atlas gave a small laugh, a sparkle of mischief in his eyes. "Rosa… Are you being a naughty kitty..?" He booped noses with her.