My boys, their girl | BDSM, POLYAMORY | |COMPLETED|

Say Our Names (Nsfw)

I take one look at the canopy and decide...

"I l-love it!" My heart just about jumps out of my chest. The pinkish-reddish fabric falls gracefully around my bed, surrounding it and making it look nice. Six, big plushes fill the corners of the bed.

The two both sigh a sigh of relief.
Vince is the first to speak. "Good, because that thing would not stay up and usually I'm pretty handy with things."
Levi laughs. "So cute."

"Down! P-put me down!" I beam.
Levi walks over to the side of the bed and places me in the middle of all the plushes.
I painfully move my arms and pull the fabric, so that it's enclosed me in. After a short break, I grab the plush on the edge and hug it. The soft material brings as much comfort as possible, making a smile creep up on my face. I lay down and bury my face in the plush.
As much as my body hates the movement, I ignore it and hug the plush tightly.

    "I think she'll be cuddling those more than us now," Vince informs Levi.
        "I won't allow that. My baby knows who to cuddle." Levi teases.
    "Your baby? —"

I stopped listening as Vince began to talk. I love what I've been given! The items technically don't belong to me, so I'll have to ask for my own, but I find a lot of comfort in these plushes! They're soft and nice and amazing and perfect!
I roll over and rest my head on one of them. So soft..

Levi called me baby and I think my heart did a flutter. Is that a good thing? It felt strange. I didn't like it, but I think I did.
I don't know.
I do know that I'm happy and comfy being right here. Who wouldn't? I'm almost surrounded by plushes!
It makes me feel like a princess with a canopy.
Princess
That's what they all call me.
I.. I think I love it.
Or do I just like it?
They make me happy with all the nicknames. I didn't pay much attention to it at first, but now I think I am.
I don't understand why they're somewhat good to me? I was so mean to Levi and Ray.. especially Levi. I kept yelling at them. Although, I did have a reason, as they scared the living hell out of me the second time we met.

I hug the plush and shake it a little. Then, I squeeze under the covers, the soft, amazing covers.
I was about to get super comfortable until..
        "Baby?" Levi asks.
I respond with a quick 'Yes?' before catching myself.
I got excited with the name and responded faster than I could think.
Oh geez.

        "See? She responded to me and not you." Levi chants.
    "Well, she.. she wasn't paying attention!" Vince growls.
        "You're right, she wasn't, yet.. who did she answer to? Me!"
I giggle into the plush, as I peak at them arguing. They don't even realize I'm looking and listening. Levi and Vince are funny. Well.. actually all three men are. It's always a fight as to who I "belong" to. What they don't realize is.. they're all mine. If they're fighting over me like this, then that means I've got them instead of them having me.

"You a-all act s-silly!! You t-three obviously b-belong to me!" I beam.
The two stare at me before looking at each other.
"E-end your f-fight, because I-I pretty m-much have y-you three u-under my control."
I sink further into the covers, as their eyes practically burn holes into me.
"M-my... boys...." I trail off.
The two walk closer, so I lift the blanket just below my eyes before hugging the stuffing out of my plush.

Levi yanks the blanket down. I shiver at the sudden coldness and bring the plush up to my face.
"I.."
The two stand right beside me, towering over my smaller form.
"M-mine...."

    "Charlotte, what are our names?"
"Vince a-and Levi.."
        "Try again, sub."
"Vince and Levi," I say with a straight face, slowly lowering the plush.
    "One last try."
"Bitch one and bitch three."