Nothing's More Important

“Of course, I will show you," Amelia said. She lead him upstairs, as Alice took care of the dishes. The bathroom was a bit awkwardly tight for two to maneuver around each other, but she got him into the tub easily enough, and showed him how to work the shower controls. “Anything else you need? My shampoo is a bit flowery smelling, I hope you don't mind."

Half-sliding into the tub, he looked around curiously a moment before nodding. "You should smell mine. I make some of it myself, when I find the right plant. It only blooms a few days out of the year, but if you catch it, mmm, so nice." He smiled with fond remembrance before he moved to the faucet and mouthed it, getting the water going. He jumped as cold water sprayed him, but he soon had the hot water going as well, and he gladly got to washing the stink away,

Amelia lingered longer than necessary, curious eyes trying to see more than they ought without being too obvious about it. "Wow, that sounds really special. I would love to try it, if we manage to get there. I'm afraid mine just comes from the supermarket. “

He perked a wet ear at her. "I'll be glad to make some up for you as soon as I can. There are other plants you can use, they're alright." If he minded her presence, he didn't show it. He looked around for the shampoo and realised something. "I don't have my brush. It was made for my hoof…" Washing was going to be harder than expected.

"Oh, here..." she said, looking in a drawer and offering her own brush. “Will this do? I can brush you if you need help," she offered, a bit eagerly.

He looked at the brush and its long handle with no groove for a hoof at all. "That might be best. I'd only be able to reach about halfway back the way that's built. No offense! I'm the one with hooves." He held up one at her and wagged it. He didn't notice her eagerness, seemingly just happy to have a helpful friend.

“Yeah, this one is made for hands. Oh, umm. I'd better take my clothes off so they don't get wet," she excused flimsily as she quickly closed the door and began to undress. “Ponies don't mind a bit of nudity anyways, right?"

He looked up at her as she began to disrobe and blushed softly. Starting undressed was one thing, to see someone taking them off somehow felt a little different. "Of course," he fibbed with a little wag of his soaked tail. "This is very kind of you, seriously. You don't have to get all wet just for me."

“I don't mind," she said, as she approached and started working the brush through his fur, starting from the front of his mane. She was leaning in from the side, getting splashed a fair bit from the spray. She didn't play up the sexuality, but she was blushing herself, and a bit nervous at first. "Your fur is so soft."

The brushes got a soft whicker of satisfaction from him as he started to relax into it and turned one way and the other to help reach his various parts. "Thank you." He leaned in and touched his nose to her side. "You're soft too." A different kind of soft, but certainly the creature beside him qualified. When his top was clean, he began to roll over and flopped onto his back, exposing his belly and hooves.

Amelia kneeled over him to brush his underside, working her way down from his head once again. Her gaze was on his stallionhood, unmistakably. “Thanks. My chest, especially, no doubt," she pointed out with a wink. Being heavier and less athletic than Alice meant much more generous mammaries, with a bit of sway to them even without milk. And leaning into the shower got rivulets of water flowing down them from her back.

Justin licked over his lips as she washed him down and both her eyes and her fingers began to stray to where his member started peeking in clear defiance of his new mate. He felt both stirred and guilty and gently pawed at the air. "E-excuse… me, I don't, you know…" He was doing a very poor job of objecting as he grew firmer and firmer, clearly enjoying her aggressive posture over him. The more she scared him, the more excited he became with every thump of that equine heart of his.

“You don’t what?" she asked, taking a deep breath before lathering her hands with a bit of soap and starting to rub it up and down his hardening shaft, knowledgeable enough to keep it from getting into the tip. Pretense was getting pretty damn flimsy at this point.

He snorted with the force of a worked up stallion and his hind legs kicked out into the air harmlessly as her deft fingers teased over the firm and pulsing flesh of his pillar of stallionhood. He was very clearly enjoying her attentions, even as he struggled for words. "A-are--" His words cut into a grunt as he thrust his hips up against those fingers, those deliciously alien fingers that brought him such pleasure. Was this how humans tried to join herds?

She moved her hands down to his balls, leaving his shaft unattended as she felt them up gently. "You are trying to say something, Justin?" she asked, dialing things down a bit, though she had a bit of a predatory grin. "Is there something you want? Or someone?" she whispered.

His words became little more than a soft 'nnng' as she caressed over his heavy orbs. Pulse hammering in his ears, he gazed at the enchantress that held him so helplessly. He wanted it, and he wanted to get away from it, and the mix only made the whole thing more exciting. He got a hind hoof onto the lip of the tub and pushed, sliding up the side of the tub only to slide back down into her wonderful reach.

It was ambiguous, easy enough to ignore, but it was rejection enough for Amelia, and she stopped, pulling her hands back. “ I... wait here," she said. She wrapped a towel around herself quickly as she fled the bathroom. Her voice come back, muffled and distorted by the door half closed between them and echoing from the stairwell. And then her bedroom door snapped shut behind her.

Justin peered at the place the human once was, baffled, confused, and… He sat up onto his rump as he tried to figure out if he was relieved or very dissapointed. Did he do something wrong, or were humans just curious creatures?

Seconds later, Alice ascended, slipping into the bathroom with a curious look, sniffing slightly as she went. "You needed something, Justin?" she asked, before catching sight of the state he was in.

Justin colored quickly as Alice entered, his member standing proudly even as he looked away. "Oh! Uh… I… I think I need your help understanding our new friend, and… uh, your help telling me how things work around here."

Alice took a seat on the toilet, looking him over. “ I will do my best," she promised. “ Are you OK like that?" she asked with a gesture toward his member. "I think that was why she said you needed my help. What happened?"

Justin looked like a child caught with a hoof in the cookie jar. "She started going further than cleaning, and I didn't know what to do. Is she… Did she want to join us? Are you alright with that? I… I only read in the romance novels mares that would try to join that way! Oh, it's my fault. I didn't say no. I'm an awful mate." He sagged, his member drooping with his head in an almost comical display of his dispirited nature.

"Join us? Oh! How do ponies handle that kind of thing?" Alice asked as she stripped her own clothes quickly. "Humans don’t usually do that kind of thing, but we wolves have our own rules."

His ears quirked up a half-step as she began to disrobe. He was starting to learn that meant something, and he seemed to have his doubts she just wanted to clean herself with him. "Do wolves also have herds?"

“We call them 'packs', but yes," she answered. “The strongest male and strongest female lead the pack, and others serve them. It's like a family, but a bit larger than most human families. Did you want to bring her in as a beta? How does it work with pony herds?"

He allowed a gentle smile to return to his snout as tension started to fade. "In pony herds, there is a stallion, and some mares. The mares protect the stallion, and the stallion serves the mares, in, uh, all ways, you know...?" He gestured down to his slowly refilling member as he waggled his brows suggestively. "We've come a long way since herds were popular though. I wouldn't actually be your love slave. Besides, you love me for my mind too, right?"

“I do. And strength of mind is a very important kind of strength," Alice said as she slipped into the tub with him. Her hands drifted to his member, less certainly than Amelia had managed, yet perhaps a bit too hard of a grasp. “I... I'm not actually sure I can take you, comfortably, in this form," she mused before returning to the topic. “You know I will protect you from anything. I think Amelia would, in her own way... do you want her in our pack, herd, family... whatever?"

The squeeze made him stiffen in more than one way as he grunted. "It's… so fast. I don't… mind the idea, as an idea, but we should learn each other, find out how we work, together, as a team." He smiled brightly. "That's what a family is, in the end, a team." He suddenly went upright. "Oh! You two have already been a team for a while. I'm the new cog in this piece."

“Hmm," Alice said, as she thought a moment, idly stroking her husband's shaft. “You’re right. We were never together like that but otherwise we are basically each other's only family. I could never be with someone who doesn't know about my kind, and that sort of thing, and neither could she, or else I would have to leave her... Oh! No wonder..." Alice looked a bit guilty about it. “If she had just asked... I probably would have said no, without really understanding..."

As much as he tried to ignore what she was doing and focus on the conversation, the firm strokes were too much to ignore and his hips began to rise and fall in a steady rhythm, his flesh wrinkling as he drew back just to go stretched as he thrust. "Y-you two have very nice hands." Damn hands, so good at working him up. "Well, s-she didn't just ask. What's your answer now?"

Alice grinned, "She offered herself to you, right? She's yours to claim, whenever you feel ready. She'll be my beta... I don't think she would try to take my place as alpha. So don't be afraid to take what's yours." With that she turned away from him, shifting to her wolf form and lifting her tail for him, while looking over her shoulder at him.

His eyes widened with the words. Had the human girl, had Amelia been offering herself? He had been so blind! Staggered with the implications, he almost missed his mate's gesture, almost. He scrambled to his hooves, slipping around in the tub as he looked at her and that tail. The gesture spoke to him on a deep level. Despite the species difference, that particular gesture was almost universal, and his heart began to thunder in reply. He began to think of herds and family arrangements, but an almost painful throb of his member reminded him there were more pressing matters. He climbed over her with a little wicker.

After all the teasing and foreplay, their rutting was hard, fast, and animalistic. Thanks to her regeneration, Alice was just as tight as she had been the first time, though she didn't mind the pain of being stretched out by her mate once again. As if on cue, the shower shifted from hot to cold water just after Justin filled her, cooling them both off in more ways than one, as Alice panted and laughed.

“Maybe we should talk to her about it," Alice admitted at length, when she had caught her breath. "Unless you would rather do it alone? You know my answer. She can't take you from me, but if she wants to be your beta and share, she's yours."

Justin gently drew her close as if to shield her from the cold water, or just to snuggle with her as he nuzzled into the back of her head. "Knowing you're alright with it, I don't feel so nervous about it. Would you mind if I let her set the pace?" He flushed a little. "I kind of liked being hunted that way."

“Not at all. From the sound of it, she doesn't mind starting things. But she might not try again if no one talks to her about it. Do you want me to let her know instead?" Alice asked, before twisting around under him to embrace him and lick his muzzle.

He squeaked and fell on top of her, losing his grip in the cold and wet tub. He snuggled with her, belly-to-belly and smiled. "Would you? I want something to not be instant. This whole trip has been one fast thing after another. Knowing she wants it, but doesn't have it, and we can ease into it, I like the idea of that." He buried his snout into her neck and throat, nipping gently. "My big wonderful wolf."

“Flattery will get you everywhere with me,~” Alice sang, before awkwardly reaching a hind leg up to turn off the water. “I’ll make sure she takes her time… just let me know if we’re getting to be too much for you, my stallion.”

He perked his ear and looked sheepish. "No! No, I mean… I said let her set the pace." He rose up from her and sat down before waving a hoof. "Don't tell her to go fast, or slow. If she wants to snatch me up, that's her choice, but let her make it." He smiled at his canine mate. "You, on the other hoof. You've already snatched me up, and I'm afraid there's no hope for escape for me."

“Definitely not,” she said with a toothy grin before nibbling vigorously on his neck and making muffled ‘nom nom nom’ sounds against it.

He flailed his hooves with mock horror before bursting into laughter and gently working away from her. He scrambled free and made his way to the towels before peering at them. "They don't look rugged enough to handle a pony, or a wolf." With but a moment of hesitation he began to shake vigorously, sending water everywhere and becoming quite the scraggly mess.

Alice closed the shower curtain before shaking herself as dry as she could, then shifting back into a human to use one of the towels to get the rest of the way dry. “Human skin isn’t as hard to dry… here, hold on, I’ll help you out.” She took the brush, and got out a hair dryer, plugging it into the wall and getting to work. “This will take a while, but your fur should look good by the time we’re done.”

He complained that he didn't need help, and that he looked fine, which he didn't, but he didn't try to escape, and soon he was brushed down and dried and respectable. He smiled gently at Alice. "Thank you. I just always feel silly worrying about that, being an alchemist. I'll just mess it up again anyway."

“Probably, but I know first hand how good a good brushing can feel. Head downstairs. I’ll check on Amy, and then we’ll meet you down there and see about that ghost of yours. I don’t know if we’ll be able to go to your world tonight, or not, but either way… I guess we’ll know soon,” Alice answered, before standing up and stretching.

He looked at her curiously for only a moment before he scampered off. As he went for the stairs he talked to himself, "Am I doing the right thing? Both of them throwing everything away for me like this." Of course, he was in the other position a moment before, but he was never asked to come to this alien world.