Three's Not A Crowd: A Polyamorous BDSM Story (18+)

Roleplaying

This roleplay was inspired by the idea given by @ava356g. Thank you so much!!!

So for context, the boys and Sylvia are doing a roleplay where Sylvia is a photographer and the boys are her subjects. They don't know each other and have met for the first time.

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Third Person POV:

The door bell rang, grabbing Sylvia's attention. She put the camera down from her hands, getting up and walking with quick yet precise steps to the door.

She grabbed the door knob, twisting it slowly, her heart rate rising as she pulled it open. "Hi" she greeted, a huge smile on her face.

The boys who were whispering amongst each other, correcting each other's looks, immediately stood back straight again, staring at her as if she was some queen.

Sylvia's smile did not drop, her gaze still maintained on their faces. "Um, hi?" she said again, bringing the boys out of their trance.

"Yes, sorry. Hi" the black haired man greeted back, forwarding his hand for a shake. Sylvia took it, shaking it firmly.

"You must be Xavier and Maxwell?" she asked. "Yes, yeah. You're right about that" the black haired man replied, the moonlight very effectively reflecting from his amber orbs.

Sylvia analyzed the men at her front door, mesmerized by their beauty. They were both more than 6 feet tall, looking down at her with soft gazes.

One of them was slightly taller, his eyes shining a golden color, which would look captivating when sun reflected from them.

He had plain black hair, messy and uncombed, a couple of strands falling onto his forehead, making him look majestic.

The shorter one was no less beautiful. Smooth brown locks, combed and tamed, pulled back in place with a barely there side part.

A single strand of hair fell onto the side of his face, framing it absolutely perfectly. His eyes matched his hair color, looking as velvety and as tasty like true chocolate.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Sylvia" she said, pulling her hand back. "I'm Xavier, and this is my boyfriend Maxwell" the black haired man said, returning her smile.

"Come on in please" she said, stepping aside from the door and allowing them in. She guided them to the living room, where she told them to sit on the couch.

"Coffee or tea? What do you prefer?" she asked, walking towards her kitchen. "Nothing really. Water works for us" Maxwell said.

"Oh please, no formalities here. Shall I make you both some coffee then?" she asked, the teapot already in her hand.

"Uh...sure" Xavier replied, watching her move swiftly in that open kitchen as she gathered the needed materials.

The boys were lost in her beauty; she was angelic. She had her hair in a claw clip, put up in a messy bun. Two wavy strands of hair framed her face in the front.

She had a lip gloss on, making her lips shine and look juicy. Freckles were sprinkled over her nose; a thin eyeliner on her eyes.

She had black jeans on, and a gray colored lose top with a V-neck. She was wearing a golden choker, her fingers adorned with several rings.

"Here" she said, walking back to the boys and handing them the coffee. She sat opposite to them, starting the talk they were here for.

"So" she clapped, leaning back on the couch, "I'm sure you both read the contract, right?" Maxwell nodded, gesturing her to continue.