Atlas smiled as Rosa squeezed his arm. She was so cute! As they turned onto a more public road, Atlas reluctantly slowed down. "Sorry, kitten, but I don't think the police would appreciate me driving that fast. But we'll be in the city soon." He slung an arm around her and hugged her, one handed.
Rosa leaned into him, setting her head into his chest. He felt good and musky. It tingled in her senses and made her want him in ways that made her fur stand up on her tail and ears.
Atlas glanced at her. “You okay sweetheart? Your hair just poofed.” He couldn’t help but grin at it. It looked adorable. He stroked her back.
Rosa turned a faint red. “Y-yes, s-sir. I’m okay.” She smiled sheepishly to cover up her dilemma with his name.
Atlas laughed. "Still having issues thinking up something? Don't worry. At least "sir" is better than…" He turned red, and tried not to think about it.
Rosa covered her mouth as she giggled softly. “I like calling you Master, Master Atlas. It is nice.”
Atlas' pants hurt him. "Fuck it Rosa!" He complained, only half joking. "Why do you feel the need to make my pants hurt!?"
Rosa jumped when he shouted, cowering behind her hands to look at him owlishly.
“I-I’m sorry, Master. I didn’t mean to.”
Atlas looked at her, sorry that he had scared. "Im so sorry Rosa, I didn't mean to scare you… I was half joking…." He reached out a hand hesitantly, sorrow and guilt written clearly across his face.
Rosa took his hand and rubbed her face into his palm. She curled up in the seat to be closer to him.
“It’s okay. Will we be there, soon?”
(Question. Can Rosa purr? You know, like a kitty cat?)
Atlas stroked her head slowly, rubbing the bases of her ears with each pass. "Yeah, we should be turning off into the city in about ten minutes. Excited?"
(Perhaps)
Rosa moved her head up with his hand as he stroked him, giving a soft vibrating noise in her throat. Her eyes were shut happily.
“Mmm… I am very excited.” She was nervous, too. What if it hurt? What if something happened to Atlas?
Atlas looked at her curiously when he felt a vibration as he stroked her, and her head pushing up against him just like… Was she really this much like a cat? "Um… Rosa? Are you… purring?" He gave a small, hesitant grin.
Rosa turned a faint red and pulled away from his hand. “Is that bad? Do you want me to stop?”
Atlas reached for her when she pulled away and pulled her close again, continuing his stroking. "No, no! It's cute! I really like it!"
Rosa’s ears flattened a little in embarrassment but she let him continue his strokings, shutting her eyes and purring lowly.
Atlas rubbed her ears as he turned off a ramp, "We're in the city!" He laughed. He drove down a few blocks and parked in front of a corner CVS. "Do you wanna stay in here or do you wanna come in wit me?" He asked.
Rosa made a faint noise when he stopped, looking up and listening. “Which would you like me to do, Master?”
Atlas booped her nose, grinning. "You need to stop asking me that. I want you to do what you want to do."
Rosa put her hands over her nose. “O-oh. I think I’ll stay here and wait.”
Atlas smiled. "Alrighty! Just lock the door behind me, and don't unlock them unless you know it's me." He gave her one last head rub then opened the door and slid out. He shut the door and walked into the store, grabbing a basket.
Rosa nodded and waited until he got out, then locked the doors. She scooted up in her seat, curling her legs together. Her core was still warm and uncomfortable. She hoped Atlas delt with it soon.
(Oof. Kitty's having issues…)
Atlas decided that he didn't want to have condoms as the only things in his basket, so he walked around the store and grabbed some of his favorite pens, a couple bags of chocolate, some ice cream, and a small bottle of hand lotion before he finally grabbed the protection. When he checked out, he tank the gods that the cashier was another guy. All he did when he scanned it was give Atlas a conspiratorial grin. Atlas gave a nervous grin back. The guy double bagged and Atlas quietly thanked him. "No problem dude." The guy said. "Have fun." He winked, and with that, Atlas hurried out of the store, relieved it was over. He walked up to the lamborghini, and tapped on the window.
Rosa waited nervously for him, sunk down into the comfortable seat. She shifted so often, not wanting to look around and outside for someone approaching. She jumped when she heard a knock and exhaled in relief, unlocking the car for Atlas.
Atlas opened the door and slipped in smoothly. "Oh… that was nerve wracking." He chuckled, relaxing into his seat and dumping the bag on the floor of the car, running a hand over his face.
Rosa grabbed his hand and nuzzled her face into it. She was glad to see him again, though they were only split up for a few minutes.
“Where are we going next, Master?”
Atlas gave a small sigh and let Rosa rub her face into his hand. She really was like a cat… "I don't know, do you wanna grab some food, or do you wanna head straight to a hotel?"
Rosa stopped rubbing on his hand when she heard him sigh and looked down.
“Which do you want?” She wasn’t hungry. Nervousness and that weird feeling in her tummy took away her appetite.
Atlas looked down and said, red-faced, "I'm… not really hungry. Are you?"
Rosa shook her head slowly, her face reddening too. “N-no, Master, I’m not.”