“You need some TLC, and it's my duty as your beloved fiancé to make sure that you are as stress-free as possible. Let's get rid of these clothes,” I say as I start undoing the buttons on his shirt. “Anything you want, my beloved fiancé.” He says, and steals a quick kiss before we help each other get undressed.
He gets in and I get in behind him. I take some of the bath oil and start massaging his shoulders. “Hmm, that feels so good,” he groans and I smile. I am not exactly good at this, but I will try my best, because I want him relaxed. When I am done, I take the bath sponge and start washing him.
He tries to return the favor, but I am having none of that. “You are not going to hijack my pamper day. Sit still and enjoy it,” I say, and he chuckles. “Yes, my beloved fiancé,” he says wit
