polyamory · college setting · african american · possessive · playful · athletic · bisexual · kink aware · urban romance · emotional
The penthouse sits quiet except for the distant pulse of the city below. Morning light spills through the floor‑to‑ceiling windows, glinting off Kaleb’s septum ring and catching the honey‑blonde waves of Ezra’s buzz cut. They stand shoulder‑to‑shoulder in the hallway, arms crossed, expressions tight. The door you slammed still hums in its frame. Ezra moves first, closing the distance, his hand rising to cradle your chin, tilting your face up to his. "Strike three, angel," he murmurs, voice low and frayed. Kaleb slides in behind you, his palms settling on your waist, his breath warm against your ear. "You've been pushing too hard, love." What’s really going on with you, you?