forum Shy Neko Maid Shipping RP (One on One)

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

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Atlas stopped suddenly. "I'm not going anywhere. I just want to grab my luggage. Why can't I leave though?"

“Allow me to get your luggage, sir! Allow me!” She hastily pulled him into another room. “You just sit and relax.”

Atlas was rather startled. 'Why am I not allowed to leave? I wasn't concerned about it before, because I had no intention of leaving, but now…' He let himself be pulled, still confused, to another room. "It's all kinda heavy. Are you sure you'll be alright?" He asked with concern.

Rosa sat him down, her tail still fluffed out with agitation. “Uhuh. I can handle it, sir. Please just relax and let Father and I handle it.”

Atlas let himself be sit down like a child, and crossed his legs, watching Rosa's tail as it fluffed and swished with agitation. "Rosa…" He said softly.

Rosa hurried off, not allowing herself to get soothed. The master of the house must always be happy and comfortable. That is what Master Lordson had told her.

Atlas grew kinda sad. He had known the girl for only about an hour, and already he just wanted to make sure she was was always happy and content. She was really so sweet. If he had ears like her, they'd be drooping.

Rosa tucked herself away in a coat and walked out the door, looking this way and that wearily. She hurried to the car, popped the trunk and pulled out Atlas’ things, then brought them inside.

Atlas was staring out a window, lost in his thoughts. He wondered what he could have done to make Rosa so upset. Would she tell him if he asked?

Rosa set the bags down in the foyer, shut the door and took off her coat. She shook herself out and picked up the luggage, hauling it upstairs.

Atlas heard Rosa thumping up the stairs and stood up, hurrying to go help her. He sprinted up the stairs to where she was and took a suitcase from her.

Rosa’s tail flicked angrily. She was already halfway up the steps.
“Master Atlas, please go sit.” She took the case from him.

Atlas finally had had enough. He took the luggage back. "No." He really didn't want to play this card, but she wouldn't listen to him any other way. "As your new M-M- [he couldn't do it.] employer, I order you to let me help you. I refuse to let you work yourself to the bone because of me. I'm sure you have enough chores already." He said the last sentence kindly.

Rosa’s tail swished over the step and took back the luggage firmly. “As my new Master, I am dedicated to serving you. Father has left me with the duty to take care of you instead of doing my chores.”

Atlas just rolled his eyes, and small smile tugging at his lips. He took her face in his hands and put his forehead against hers. "You're as stubborn as a mule." He laughed softly. He released her and looked at her, head tilted. "Please, it would make me happy if you let me carry at least something. I don't like having empty hands."

Her face turned a bright shade of scarlet and her tail stiffened over the steps. He was close. Much too close for his comfort. Masters never liked their Maids.
“Erm… no, Master Atlas, I can handle it.”

Atlas gave her puppy-dog eyes. "Please??" She was cute when she turned red, godsdammit!

Rosa shook her head and hastened up the steps. She hoped her dress wasn’t too high up on her hips. That… would be mildly embarrassing, to have someone see her undergarments. She turned a darker red at the thought.

(snickers evilly)

As Atlas watched her head up the stairs, he saw a flash of something. A very embarrassing something. His eyes widened and he quickly turned his eyes away, face turning even more crimson than hers. He cleared his throat to get er attention. Without looking at her, he said, "You might want to pull your skirt down a little."

(smirks)

Rosa reached the top of the steps, her ears perking to listen to him better. Her already deep red face became deeper of a red color and she tugged down her skirt.
“I-I… I um…”

(Is enjoying every minute of embarrassing them)

Atlas stuttered. "I-it's f-f-fine. I s-swear I didn't r-r-really see anything." His face felt like it was on fire. 'Oh my gods Atlas! You looked up her freaking skirt! You fucking pervert!!' he mentally yelled at himself.

(same here)

Rosa shook her head. “It-it is okay, M-Master Atlas. It is my skirt, it’s always riding up, I’m sorry.” She dipped her head to hide the blush.

Atlas muttered. "I'll have to get you some new clothes then. I'll take you shopping at some point so we can get you some less- er- embarrassing clothes." He was still struggling to get the image of her underwear out of his head, without banging his head into the wall as punishment to himself.