Pampering Shocks

FPoV - WesCampbell
"So, ladies, are you going to get in the bath?" I comment with a hint of amusement.

"Oh, no, darling… the bath is not for us," Rarity replies. I cocked my head before Fluttershy clarifies.

"It's for you."

That makes me blink several times. My confusion must be obvious, despite my military training to suppress such things. Suffice to say that the soldiers that had found me were shocked to find that I only had ROTC training, yet took out no less than eight squads of Serbian and Iraqi soldiers solo during what came to be known as the Gulf War.

My head tilts. "Not since I was a teen did anyone run a bath or even consider doing such things for me," I mutter. I notice them trading a troubled look. I feel Fluttershy's fingers lightly press against my back before, for reasons I can't explain, I let her guide me into the bath which is very warm. I'd gauge it to be in the mid 120° range in heat. I hear a soft clicking sound and barely restrain the instinct to lash out as it's the soft, slightly hollowed click of a shampoo bottle, not the metallic rasping click of a pistol or rifle slide.

I shift slightly, before, to my surprise, they both join me in the hot water. Rarity lets out a cooing sigh as if the bath is just how she likes it. Her hands gather bubbles before caressing her own shoulders and bobbing breasts, her eyes on me with the smallest smile that seems almost a smirk without malice. It is then that I notice subtle scents in the water.

"I added some bath oils to help your skin. It seemed so dry and rough, darling," she comments.

I sigh before shrugging before I hear Fluttershy's soft voice. "Tilt your head back, if you don't mind," she murmurs.

I let my head fall back slowly as I hear a soft rasping sound before I feel cooler water than that in the bath streaming over my head. I know the standard regulation hairstyle is the 'high and tight' buzzcut. I never cared overmuch for it as I was never religious nor was I an American… but a Japanese-Irish male, hence the dark burgundy hair, which admittedly I did get teased for, not that I gave much of a shit.

I absently notice Rarity's fingers roaming my neck and shoulders as she rubs something cool and sweet scented into my skin. I do feel her getting closer to me from how the water fluctuates as I feel one hand leave my body before I hear Fluttershy's soft "Thank you," in response before I feel her fingers retreat from my hair before I hear soft squishing sounds.

"You look like you're enjoying this, sweetie," I hear Rarity murmur with amusement as I feel her fingers drifting lower over my chest and arms just beneath the surface of the water even as I feel Fluttershy's fingers working the shampoo into a rich lather in my hair.

I shrug before taking a soft, slow breath. "I can't say I've ever bathed with anthropomorphic people before," I comment in a deadpan.

"Ponies, darling. And I'm a Medeisacies… whilst Fluttershy is a Divumeo," Rarity comments. My eyebrow rises slightly, not recognizing the terms.

I shrug, dismissing the question of the terms. I feel Fluttershy's fingers drag lightly behind my ears before caressing them gently with her fingertips, though I didn't expect to feel Rarity press herself against my chest, her fingers teasing over my abdomen.

"From the way you shivered, I'm thinking not many have massaged your ears… amongst other things," she breathed, leaning close with a small smirk that was equal parts playful and amused with just a hint of need and desire behind it.

My eyebrows rise before her lips meet mine as her fingers drag lower before I feel Fluttershy's fingers dragging through my hair before I close my eyes, tilting my head back slightly before the warm water rinses my hair.

I hear a soft tinkling sound before I turn my head, noticing Fluttershy setting aside what looks like an ornate bowl.

I jerk in surprise as I feel fingers wrap around and shamelessly pump up and down my cock before I realize said hand is wrapping around my hips from behind. I hear Rarity give an odd sound that is half coo, half purr before her lips are on my neck and collarbone, shamelessly kissing my skin with hunger and need.

I hear a soft moan as my fingers reflexively clench before a soft moan fills my ears. "Mmmm… you feel so thick. How full will you fill us, I wonder?" Fluttershy purrs.

"How ever will we find out? I mean, has he ever had a mare?" Rarity replies in a teasing purr. I'm certain she feels me shudder as her fingers curl under my balls and squeeze lightly. "Doesn't feel like it… or he hasn't had one in a good while," she purrs.

"I'm 26, though I will admit I've never slept with anyone," I sigh.

Rarity tilts her head with a thoughtful look. "Hmmm…. well, you're about to sleep with two, not one," she purrs teasingly.