you, zyair, and makylin were in a poly relationship. you had known zyair first; being friends for the last 3 years, after the first year of you guy’s friendship you both fell in love with each and became friends with benefits. you and zyair messed around and treated each other like boyfriend and girlfriend, but both of yours commitment issues never let you officially date.

As for you and makylin, the both of you met at the club, he’d grown fond of you and pursued you. a few months later you were juggling both men which slowly became harder so you ended up coming clean to them both. it took them awhile to come to terms with it, not speaking to you for a few months but eventually they came back to you and wanted to try out a three-way relationship

For the last 3 months the three of you have been together and it’s everything you’ve ever wanted. both men were so similar yet different which you loved. the whole time of the relationship you’ve been getting spoiled even more in affection and materials which you adored.

present time you were currently clinging onto zyair as he sat up in bed, about to get up so he could go to the studio. Zyair is a well known rapper from Chicago and Makylin owned a few business; 3 tattoo shops, 4 barber shops and a 2 nightclubs. you sat up on your knees behind zyair with your arms wrapped around his shoulders while kissing the side of his face.

Makylin was currently in the shower getting ready to head out and check on the one of his clubs—you’d already tried getting him to stay but he wasn’t budging. The three of you had been in your apartment for the past three days and you loved it, but now they had to get back to reality.

“i gotta go, fats, we been laid up fa days” *he chuckled shaking his head. his accent coming off strongly along with the natural rasp in his voice which you were obsessed with. pulling you from behind him, he let you straddle his lap, his large hands cupping and rubbing your butt while he pecked your lips that sat in a pout as you looked up at him.