#polyfidelity is a thing

[dontpetmeibite]

You know what? I bet you could get Unicron to kinda knock his shit off.

Imagine seducing a planet.

Soundwave would veto that even if Unicron weren't sex-repulsed and asexual. Which I strongly believe he is, although I haven't met many asexual felines.

The war is over; I'm not doing black ops/psyops/honey traps anymore. And that means my conjunx and I have vetos over partners who might not be willing to accept that we're sparkbound to one another and will always put each other and our marriage first.

(I don't see Unicron taking it well when I tell him I don't merge sparks with anyone but Soundwave. I didn't even do that with Megatron.)

I also don't insert parts of myself that I'd like to keep using into singularities, and I certainly wouldn't put a singularity inside of my own body, because someone I knew tried that and it doesn't sound like it's worth the potential risk, let alone the aggravation of having a singularity inside of you. Caminus would be fun, though, probably.

[sarcasticsciencefictionwriter]

Obsessing over the detail in my fic Isn't it Lovely? that I have Helen, James, John, Nikola, and Ranna all wear the same ring, which is basically just simple a gold band that has five spirals to represent all five of them.

[asterafroditis]

𐔌 . ⋮ 3 idiots in love .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱

☓┆Ace Trappola x Deuce Spade x gn! reader

𓏵 1032 words

ᝰ.ᐟ 2nd Person POV, they/them pronouns used (once), fluff, polyfidelity!

first time writing 3 ppl together, hope I did well (-ω-；) feel free to like, reblog, or comment!

ᝰ.ᐟ masterlist

You were the ADeuce duo’s partner-in-crime; whenever they acted recklessly and caused trouble, you were always at the scene—whether reluctantly or not. It was practically a law of nature at this point. If Ace and Deuce were up to something dumb, you were either stopping them, helping them, or, more often than not, getting dragged into the chaos.

Which was exactly why you were currently seated in the Heartslabyul lounge, staring at them with mild suspicion as they fidgeted across from you.

Ace had his usual cocky smirk, but there was a nervous edge to it, like he was overcompensating. Deuce, on the other hand, looked like he was preparing for an intense training session with Vargas, sitting stiffly with his hands clenched into fists on his lap.

“Alright,” you said, folding your arms. “What did you two do this time?”

Ace scoffed, placing a hand on his chest as if you had deeply offended him. “Wow. Wow. Do you really think we’d drag you here just because we caused trouble?”

“Yes,” you and Deuce said at the same time.

Ace rolled his eyes but didn’t argue. Instead, he cleared his throat and exchanged a quick glance with Deuce—one that, unfortunately, did not go unnoticed by you.

You squinted at them. “Okay, seriously. What’s going on?”

Deuce straightened his back even more (which you didn’t think was physically possible), sucking in a deep breath like he was about to say something important. But just as he opened his mouth—

“Wait, wait, I’m supposed to go first!” Ace cut in, shooting him a glare.

“What?! No, we agreed that I would start!” Deuce shot back, looking scandalized.

Ace groaned. “Bro, rock-paper-scissors isn’t a legal contract!”

“It is when we both agreed to follow the outcome!”

You blinked. “What...?”

Ace turned back to you, suddenly looking just as tense as Deuce. “Okay, listen. Forget that. What I was trying to say is—”

“—That we both like you,” Deuce interrupted, crossing his arms with a determined nod.

Ace gasped dramatically. “Dude! You just ruined my build-up!”

“Why were you building it up?! We agreed to confess together!”

“Yeah, but in order!”

You stared at them, mouth slightly open, trying to process the absolute nonsense happening in front of you. “...What.”

Ace huffed, leaning back against the couch. “Okay, okay, let me explain before you think we’re total weirdos—”

“Too late,” you mumbled.

“—We both like you,” Ace continued, ignoring you. “Like, a lot. But since we both do, we figured it would be dumb to make you choose between us, and we didn’t wanna get into some tragic ‘best friends turned love rivals’ situation.”

Deuce nodded, looking serious. “So we came up with a plan to confess at the same time. That way, you don’t feel pressured, and we can just�� you know, figure it out together if you like us back.”

You blinked again. “That’s... actually really sweet.”

Ace grinned. “Of course it is! It was my idea.”

Deuce glared. “We came up with it together.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Ace waved him off before looking at you again, the teasing glint in his eyes softening. “But seriously. We like you. A lot. And if you’d rather just be friends, that’s totally cool. But if you do like us back, we’d be down to, y’know... try this whole thing together. The three of us.”

Deuce nodded, his face tinged pink. “You don’t have to answer right away, either! We just… wanted to be honest.”

You looked between them, your two idiot best friends who had somehow come up with the most convoluted yet oddly heartfelt confession plan ever. And despite their bickering, despite the messiness of it all—there was nothing but sincerity in their faces.

You exhaled a laugh, shaking your head. “You two are unbelievable.”

Ace smirked. “Yeah, but that’s why you like us, right?”

You rolled your eyes, but the warmth in your chest was impossible to ignore. "I mean… yeah," you admitted, crossing your arms. "You two are ridiculous, but I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t like you, too."

Ace’s smirk faltered for half a second before it returned, bigger and cockier than before. "Hah! Knew it. I told you, Deuce, they were totally into us."

Deuce’s face went completely red. "Wait—really? You’re not just messing with us?"

You raised a brow. "Why would I joke about this?"

"I don’t know, maybe because Ace does it all the time?"

Ace gasped, clutching his chest. "Wow. You wound me."

Deuce ignored him, turning his full attention back to you. His hands clenched at his sides, like he was still trying to process everything. "So… you actually like us. Like, both of us?"

You let out a laugh. "Yes, Deuce. I like both of you."

Deuce blinked, his face still burning, but there was something soft in his expression—something like relief. Ace, meanwhile, had leaned back, hands behind his head, but the tips of his ears were definitely pink.

"Okay, cool, cool. So, uh, what now?" Ace asked, clearly trying to play it cool but failing miserably.

You tilted your head, amused. "Shouldn’t you two have planned that part out, too?"

Deuce groaned. "I told you we should’ve thought ahead!"

"Yeah, well, I was too busy making sure we didn’t sound like total losers, which, by the way, you nearly ruined by blurting it out early," Ace shot back.

"You were taking too long!"

You laughed, cutting off their bickering before it escalated. "How about this? Let’s just… keep things the way they are for now. We don’t have to rush into anything. We can just figure it out together."

Ace and Deuce both paused, looking at you.

"...That’s actually a really good idea," Deuce admitted.

Ace smirked. "See? This is why we like you. You’re way smarter than us."

"Not a high bar to clear," you teased.

"Hey!"

Deuce chuckled, and for a moment, all three of you just sat there, basking in the ridiculousness of what had just happened. It wasn’t perfect. It wasn’t some grand, romantic moment. But it was yours—messy, chaotic, and kind of dumb, just like the three of you.

And honestly? You wouldn’t have it any other way.

[variantwinchester]

Packs

What are they?

Packs usually consists of 3-7 members. Most people are born into one and leave their pack to either start their own or join one. Leaders varies, but in the past it was alphas and is still commonly alphas. Although there is a rise in beta and omega pack leaders. They are family and eventually live together.

Usually sleep in the same room on a cushioned floor. Some people can mate in the pack but not all members have to mate. Sometimes all members mate with each other, others times it stays completely platonic. Made up of all 3 sexes but the number of people from each sex can vary. Can resembles a queer platonic relationship or an asexual romantic relationship. Having a pack is like having a committed relationship. The relationship you have with your pack is deeper/different than a friendship, since a friendship in and outside the pack are completely different even if the pack is fully platonic.

Your Pack is apart of you, they are people you want to spend the rest of your life with, the people who’s face you want to see when you first wake up in the morning and the last thing you see before you go to bed, you never want to be apart from them, and the pack without any of the members leaves a big gaping hole that cannot be filled. They are the ones you trust the most, confide in with anything, would protect with your life. Your Pack is your everything, in most situations they come first (if it makes it easier to understand think of it like a Polyfidelity relationship where every member is committed to everyone else in the pack and them alone, even if platonic). When a pack is bonded to each other based on how close the pack is and their care for one another, their abilities will be enhanced when the pack fight together. That is why being in a pack makes you stronger.

Pack Names and Clans

When a pack is created, the members create a new last name for the members and all members legally change their last name to pack name. E.g if a person is named Julia Hikaru before joining her pack, if she finds a pack and that pack is named Izanami her name will become Julia Izanami. You can only have one last name which can be either your birth-pack’s name or your new pack’s name.

In certain nations packs are also apart of clans and the pack wears an insignia of their clan on their clothing. One’s middle name is usually the name of the clan and when one enters a pack, it is usually decided beforehand which clan the pack will be apart of. Once it’s decided, the middle names of all the pack members is changed into the clans name or added on their previous clan name. E.g if there’s a person named John and their pack is the Namikaze pack and the pack is apart of the Senju clan, then that person’s name will be John Senju Namikaze.

Most clans that people are apart of go back hundreds of years and have great history. A new clan can be created but it must be registered to the government in order to be legally recognized. There are however pretty well known clans that are not legally recognized. A pack can usually only be legally apart of one clan. It is common that the clan that is the most established and well known that a pack members are apart of are the ones chosen.

[saltysplayt00ns]

WOW have not given a confirm from Roamer and already jumping guns.

From the duration of the whole Kique trying to start this poly thing of two of the most red flag characters to pedestal However Rogio is on Roamers:

and Kargo love interest is on Roamer:

From looking over the type of poly relationship it would end up being either a Hierarchical polyamory, Polyfidelity, Solo polyamory or a Triad. But since it's kique it's more likely to be a triad with Hierarchical instead of something of equally grounding everyone; they ( kiq. ) will mainly focus the attention and love all on Rogio but having it where Rogio and Kargo caring about Roamers needs. in hindsight if Roamer focusing all his care and attention on Rogio the sadly Kargo will have to follow along. That's not a relationship that's a coercion of someone who is emotionally being pulled around just like another who was pulling roamer around as well;

And you know who been doing that for all through Home comic??? ROGIO, Rogio so far has been manipulating, gaslighting, mansplaining, victimizing and done toxic/abusive traits that is not appropriate. "but he's not hitting or screaming at his face so its not bad??" Just because its not shown loud in your face doesn't mean it's not their. Just because a meat-eating Predator is not chasing you down immediately after making eye contact on you, doesn't mean it's not a wild, carnivore. It's the same with Herbivores which so many overlook because it can't eat us and it's harmless when actually they're just as unpredictable as a carnivore. A lot of things happen behind doors and others figured out how to not make it obvious. These are usually Covert Coercion/abuse that is so subtle your can miss it or overlook it. Like slow boiling a frog in a pot.

We have seen from the beginning how Rogio was from the first chapter and given context of how he is overtime. Roamer is very naïve and gullible to be used under Rogio's dispense and whenever Roamer speaks up or states an opinion Rogio does not like. he gives Roamer the silent treatment and cuts all connections to him, practically ghosting and pretending he doesn't exist. You see it all through Chapter 11 through Chapter 12. And Later see Rogio been observing from the distance on Chapter 13.

That later had Roamer to lash out his frustrations on other people AND be depressed/mope around cause he's been giving all that love and attention to abruptly giving the cold turkey.

Also pointing out that Javo is not a warrior but Fremja is, So why Roamer doesn't train with someone who is an established role but would fight someone who is not of equal task and someone who is far weaker then him??!!. Frenja has fought with Roamer during Avanti and traveled with him when they left to meet Kargo and Ferah again. She has a track record - Javo does not. it's very subtle misogyny of having the females laying around or doing nothing when the barrier is basically down to open attacks, while males are being the active ones. The group should be at least planning to build a smaller barrier or doing something to be prepared. Later it bite them when IT DID HAPPENED of raiders coming in. You say meteor has changed but examples like these contradicts it.

------ I have seen ENOUGH comics, fanfictions of stories of people who does that including the toxic tactics. And now Rogio left the weight all on Roamers shoulder to do the decisions FOR him, there's has been no return of the conversation of Roamer agreeing to it with Rogio or stating more of his opinion on the matter. Roamer will just agree to it AND IF HE DOESN'T ROGIO WOULD DO THE COLD SHOULDERS AGAIN!!. This is very new territory with different opinions and backstories, cause Meteor tribe has shown to NOT BE POLYAMORUSE. Neither Asmundr or any cookie cutter tribes in Home except possibly southSpear, but that is more an orgy to pass the time being in a boring desert.

I call that BS on them all laughing and having fun together cause all of that happened with Kargo and Roamer and later Roamer dump Kargo to be all happy with Rogio.

it would've been interesting done by a competent author, but the comic is already being rushed even more, since its confirmed there is 4 chapters including the recent one left.

The author has so far been doing the same stuff/traits Rogio has been doing and is willing to bend out of shape and reality to protect Rogio, a fictional and dangerous character to portray and claim as the ' idea character ' to follow and sympathized.

Side note:

I also learned that Feomah; the mother of Diarko and Diarko was an idea from a fallen individual with Kiq. So the possible reason Feomah is separated from Diarko is because of that and now Diarko will be used as a scapegoat for Rogio innocents and that the toxic Poly thing between RxRxK is a good thing. " we can't separate now since Diarko sees us all as parental figures under him." yeah let's have a child who was subjugated through trauma of cults by his tribe, genocide, prejudice by the canines to be given more trauma under meteor who had to move further away from his blind mother and got attacked twice by raiders. instead of being with their mother who is safe in a tranquil area with more members then meteor. Also forcing for Diarko to fight instead of giving him a choice if he wants that or do a different role. No wait that's not manly enough for males to do. 🙄

[joonslfttiddie]

HOME

Chapter 51: My First…

💜Fic Pairing: OT7 x OFC

💜AU/Genre: Reverse Harem/Polyfidelity/AMBW/Paranormal

💜Warnings: Sex/Smut/Filth/Adult Content/Adult language/Sexual Content/Male|Male/Anal Prep/Oral Sex (M|M)/Unprotected Sex/Brief Bondage/BDSM/Harness/Collar/Mention of Death/Mention of Murder/Magik

💜Rating: MA

💜Word Count: 5,944

Hoseok’s POV

“Are you going to tell her about the painting?”

We are standing across the room from Namjoon, Taehyung, and Jimin, speaking privately about what we saw on that canvas. Just thinking back, envisioning it in my mind, sends chills up my spine all over again. For some reason, this feeling still doesn’t compare to how I felt looking at it this morning after it had dried. I probe Yoongi about the picture he’d painted the day of the incident when Jason was killed in our home.

“What is there to tell? At first, I interpreted the chaos of the portrait as a symbol of what my heart and mind were feeling at the time. My thoughts and feelings were all over the place, some dark shit, some hopeful, but all were full of uncertainty. This is not something I’m ready to fully admit to myself, much less to Tia.”

“Bro, I get that, but there has to be a reason as to why, shit, HOW, you were able to perfectly capture the scene from earlier so vividly before it even happened. That can’t be a coincidence,” Jungkook adds. “Look at all of the things Tia can do and the things she has seen. If you can take comfort in telling anyone about it, it should be her. And she loves you. She would want to know your true feelings.”

The painting showed Tia levitating mid-air with what looked like a tornado swirling around her. Pieces of debris rode the wind, just like they had earlier. She wore the same clothes, and red faces could be seen emerging from the storm, with clawed hands scratching up at her bare feet. Even her face was hers, yet not–it was the eyes. Something in them, hauntingly unfamiliar.

“I agree that there is no fucking way that it was done by chance, but how do you bring something like that up? You know? I don’t know how it happened or what it means, so how would I explain it to her? Did I manifest that moment from the picture I created? Did I cause this, or was it a warning?” Yoongi runs a hand through his hair, clearly torn.

“Damn, bro,” Jungkook added, kneading at the back of Yoongi’s neck. “You don’t have the answers. We get that. But Tia might. Or Tilly. Or one of us. You’re not in this alone, Min.”

I place a hand on Yoongi’s arm. “Just think about it. You’ve been honest with her about everything else—don’t let this become a wedge. We’ve been doing well with this relationship, though it’s not been perfect. We’re still learning and growing with each other. However, we do know this is not the type of foundation you want to build our love on.”

“‘Aight,” he finally agrees, “Tomorrow. She’s been through enough, and it seems like she’s trying to find some type of balance with Jin. I can’t ruin that for her. Not today. I’ll talk to her tomorrow. Y’all are right. I know you’re right; I guess I’m just a bit nervous about this. Tia has the gifts, not us. Not me. And I told y’all about the way I zoned out. I don’t even think I’m the one who painted it. But, tomorrow,” he says, squeezing my hand gently before letting go. “I’ll find the right time to speak with her.”

After our conversation comes to an end, Jungkook speaks up. “Tae,” he calls across the room. “We need to make that run, remember?”

“Of course, I remember,” he answers, excitedly hopping up from the bed while rubbing his hands together. He finds his shorts and pulls them on before running to his room to grab his wallet and a hat.

Taehyung’s POV

At the erotic boutique, Jungkook and I find many lacy pieces that will look good on Tia, but the harness's caramel brown, buttery leather straps seem to call my name.

“Holy shit. JK,” I call him over to where I am. When he sees the material in my hands, his eyes light up with excitement and wonder.

“If you don’t put that in this basket right now!” He jokes as he pushes his handbasket in my direction, obviously eager to see the straps dig into Tia’s similarly complected, baby-soft skin later. “I can’t wait to see this on her. I think we all deserve tonight. Life has been kicking our asses lately.”

“Facts,” I agree with him a hundred percent. Things have been tough for me, navigating within this relationship, shit even getting to this point. Witnessing Jason’s death and how he and his family haunted Tia. But I can’t imagine how she must be feeling. She’s been through so much, even before we met. I just want to hold her and shield her from the world. If I could keep her inside for the rest of her life, safe under our watch, I would. But I know that she ain’t having that shit. She’s stronger than she knows, and I can tell being cooped up in the house is starting to get to her. I’ll talk to the guys later. Maybe arrange a nice outing for us all–just something to lift her spirits and get her out.

I’m pulled from my thoughts and slightly taken aback when Jungkook takes my hand, pulling me closer to him while he lightly brushes his thumb across my skin as he leads me through the shop to explore their inventory, only letting me go to grab or look at this and that. We find a few other goodies before we head back to the house, including some things for each other and the other guys. Once the small basket is nearly spilling over, we make it back to the house. Inside, we sneakily jet upstairs with Tia and Jin not even noticing that we’d left and come back.

“Ah shit,” Jimin says and sits up from resting his head on Yoongi’s lap where he was watching TV. He bounces so cutely on his tiptoes, brimming with excitement and anticipation. “Let me see. Let me see.” He pulls several of the large bags toward him. “Damn! Y’all bought the whole store, didn’t you? And what’s this?”

Yoongi, while not as vocal as Jimin, puts his comic down, wanting to see what is in the bags as well. My heart is racing, just like it was in the shop when Jungkook pulled me close to him. Why was he holding my hand? Does he know that I have a fat-ass boy crush on him? That I would let him ram my ass like there’s no tomorrow?

“I hope I didn’t go overboard, but I’ve been researching and thought it would be fair to be prepared. That in your hand is a douche bulb. I didn’t know who would even be interested in bottoming or if we could all share one or not for sanitary reasons, so we grabbed seven in different colors. Those over there,” he points to what looks like tiny silicone bullets, “are anal dilators and plugs.” He was rambling, the excitement within him evident. “Again, I had the same thought process. Seven different colors that correlate with the bulbs. There’s a shit ton of lube, and this,” he pushes a button on a small, sickle-shaped device with a ring at the end which starts an intense vibration, “is a vibrating cock ring. There are a few of these and some that don’t vibrate.”

It is so cute to see how much effort he’s put into this and how thrilled he is to share his findings. I’m a little envious of how quickly Jimin grabs the yellow products, unfazed and unbothered by the implication that he may be interested in having sex with one or more of us tonight. Yoongi follows his lead, grabbing the black set, and Jungkook grabs the purple. Inspired by their confidence, I think about how these guys have supported me since I first met them. I know that they love me and won’t judge my preferences. Fuck it. I reach for the green set and turn it over to glance at the information on the box. If I’m not mistaken, there is a glimmer of mischievousness in Jungkook’s eyes paired with a slight smirk when he glances at me.

“And what do we have here? This is going to look so fucking fire against her skin,” Jimin says, regarding the leather harness before handing it over to Yoongi.

“Goddamn,” Yoongi says while reaching out to take it, fingers running over the smooth leather material. “It has a collar, too?! Shit. Please, I have to be the one to put this on her.” His words contradict the calm, flatness of his voice, which sends us into a fit of laughter.

“She still has no clue, right? What about Jin?”

“Nope. They will both be surprised,” I reassure Jimin.

“Do you think she will be down for all of this? This is only Jin’s second day here. Is he ready? Tia and I haven’t even made love yet. This is jumping several steps, don’t you think?” Yoongi was worried and rightfully so. Things were moving fast but it didn’t feel forced at all. It just felt…right.

“Wait. I thought you made love the first day you met when you guys were alone up here building the bed frame,” Jungkook says to Yoongi, who chuckles a bit.

“Yeah, it smelled like you guys were together. It smelled like cakes, cookies, and pies all through this bitch,” I add.

“No, we didn’t. We played around a bit, but we stopped before it went too far,” Yoongi admits. “I’m not trying to put her business out there without her permission, but I definitely want to spend some intimate time with her. It just hasn’t happened.”

“So, we’d need to speak with the others, but maybe Yoongi and Jin should run point tonight?”

I love Jungkook’s perspective on the night’s plans and our relationship as a whole. How he’s trying to take everyone into account, be fair, and make sure that everyone gets to spend time with Tia. This is not the first group session, but it will be the first time we’ve all been together at once. Tonight will be huge, especially with our last puzzle piece fitting in so perfectly. 

A part of me wants to wait and just let the moment happen, but another part wants to let Jungkook know I’m interested in being with him tonight. I’ve wanted to be with him again ever since that night we shared that moment with Tia. The way he touched me that night and the gentle brushes of his hand in passing since then only makes me want him more.

“I’m not sure, but maybe Hobi as well,” Jimin says. 

I’m noticing that we all have a relationship with Tia outside of the group, and what we say and do stays between us unless previously discussed or if Tia decides to let the others in. Respect and honesty have been significant in making this relationship work so far. With that being said, I pull at Jungkook’s tattooed arm.

“Ummm, can I talk to you really quick?”

“Yeah,” Jungkook tells me.

“Should we go ahead and lay this down?” Yoongi asks, referring to the waterproof blanket we found while shopping. With all of the lube Jungkook insisted on getting and knowing how Tia squirts at times, we felt this would be a great investment.

“Please. It’d be better to do it now than later,” Jungkook agrees before grabbing my hand to lead me into the bathroom. Again, grabbing my hand with such a command that my heart leaps as if trying to escape my chest to get to him as well. Once inside, he leans back against the sink with his muscular arms folded across his chest. “What’s up?”

Fuck. He’s literally just standing there, and I’m getting so excited. My breathing is becoming a bit difficult, and my mouth is dry.

“I-. Ummm. I was wanting to tell you-.”

Jungkook grabs me by my waist, pulling me in to stand closer to him. The bulge in my pants is nearly touching him, and my eyes widen. Has he seen it? How will he respond to this?

“Hey. Calm down. What is going on with you? You’ve been acting off since we were at the store.” His hands rub up and down my arms before hooking a finger underneath my chin to look at him. He tries to soothe me, but his facial expression looks concerned. “Did I do too much by buying all of that stuff? You know you don’t have to do anything you’re uncomfortable with. I got those things, just in case–to be prepared. I didn’t want to leave anyone out, so just calm down for me, okay?”

“I do,” I blurt out before gasping, surprising myself by my confession. I can’t help but laugh when I say, “I don’t know why I’m so nervous to talk to you about this. We’ve already shared a kiss!”

“Tae, I’ve tasted your dick. There’s nothing you should be hesitant to say to me,” he reassures with a smirk. “You taste delicious, by the way.”

His crass words cause my dick to jump. How he comforts me, eases my heart and mind, giving me the courage to tell him directly, “I want you to be my first, Jungkook. I’ve told you before that I’ve never been sexually attracted to men, much less had sex with a guy. The relationship we’ve developed with Tia and each other has changed that for me. I want to try. With you. Tonight.”

His expression is now pleasant but unreadable. Nervously, I scan my eyes across his face, trying to get a glimpse of what he may be thinking just as he opens his mouth to speak.

“You want to do that for me? Are you sure?”

“I am,” I answer while he’s pulling me even closer. He kisses my chin, then stops to look at me. I close my eyes, a silent invitation for him to go further, and he does. He kisses me deeply, grazing my tongue with his. The bulge in my pants brushes against his. Fuck. He’s bricked, too? Just when I think we can’t get any closer, he pulls me in so that our bodies are now flush. My arms automatically snake around him, my hands clawing at the back of his shirt. Jungkook then sucks my bottom lip into his mouth and runs his tongue across it before breaking the kiss. I can feel the heat rush through my body, bouncing off of my edges, just to be redirected to my dick. I don’t think I’ve ever been this fucking hard in my life.

After a moment of nearly devouring each other, he doesn’t pull away and speaks against my lips. “Honestly, I’ve been hoping that this day would come. I’ve longed to be as close to you as possible, to be inside of you. Tae, I would be honored to be your first.”

His lips travel across my stubbled chin, to that sweet spot that sits just below my ear, then to my neck. He settles into the crook of my neck, licking and suckling at the flesh there. He sucks so hard the pain shoots fire throughout my system, just to be extinguished by soft licks of his tongue. My hips involuntarily rock against him as my dick hunts for whatever friction it can find. A moan escapes me, and the groan he releases vibrates throughout the bathroom. He sucks in air when he forces himself to pull away. “Not just yet, handsome. I’m so ready to feel you too, but wait for me, okay? Go ahead and get that little hole ready for me, okay?” We share a few more pecks before he pats my ass, then we rejoin Jimin and Yoongi in the room. 

I retrieve my color-coded accessories along with a bottle of lube from the bed, then return to the bathroom and into the water closet. While sitting on the toilet, I cleanse myself with the douche bulb, use the bidet for extra precaution, then slowly insert a lubed finger into my anus. “Ah.” I’m in foreign territory, and my body reacts, tensing under my own touch. My puckered entrance is so tight I can barely get my fingertip in. “Maybe I need more lube.” I try again after reapplying and it doesn’t seem as bad this time. “Relax. Relax. I just need to relax,” I murmur to myself. When I get out of my head and release some of my rigidity, it becomes easier. Is it uncomfortable? Sure. A new feeling? Absolutely. But I continue pushing in, up to my knuckle. I’m sitting here with my finger up my ass, and I don’t feel anything. The pleasure I anticipated is nowhere to be found. I must admit, the revelation makes me reconsider what I’ve already told Jungkook. I want to be close to him, to be intimate with him, but this just feels like more trouble than it’s worth. Even still, experiencing this with Jungkook and offering myself to him will be enough for me. If I don’t like it, I won’t do it again, but I’m willing to try anything at least once. I work up the nerve to try the anal plug adorned with a pretty green jewel at the end, wanting to be somewhat prepared for what Jungkook has to offer. I breathe a sigh of relief when the plug is inserted and sitting comfortably inside, then join my guys once again.

Namjoon’s POV

I’m not sure what this feeling I’m having toward Hoseok is, but it seems like he’s feeling it, too. It’s gone from a strong connection, like a close friend or homie, to an intense attraction. It’s gotten to the point where I want to be close to him–to feel him against me. This is all so new, but I am beyond excited to explore the possibilities. 

Once inside the house and up the stairs, the scene that awaits us beyond the bedroom door is sinfully delicious. Hoseok and I walk in to see Tia sandwiched between Taehyung and Jimin lying on their sides while Jin is leaning over Taehyung’s back, kissing her passionately. Slurps, smacks, and moans fill the air, and I’m more than happy to be suffocated by it all. One of Jin’s fists dents the bed behind Taehyung while he is licking and fondling Tia’s breasts. The other is hooked around her neck with his fingertips in her hair. She mewls into his mouth as Jimin kisses and laps at that sensitive spot at her nape that we've all come to love. From behind, he peppers her shoulders with wet kisses before slowly traveling down her spine. 

Jungkook, sitting on the chair manspreading with his towel wide open, is breathing heavily with his hand rising and falling slowly, caressing the smooth skin of his dick. Entranced, his mouth is ajar as if he was just about to say something before he was overtaken by the lust that looms in the room. Yoongi is obviously enjoying the show, leaning against the wall while his tongue peeks out of his mouth to play at the corner of his lips. His hand is stroking the thick bulge beneath his thin pajama pants. 

The sexual tension alone nearly has me salivating, ready to participate in tonight’s activities, but I have to shower these germs from the hospital away before I even think about hopping in bed with my loves. I don’t want to get them sick, of course, but Tia also doesn’t play that ‘outside clothes on the bed’ shit. Hoseok and I decide to quickly shower, and while he’s in the other room retrieving clothes for us, I take notice of the products that were left on the countertop in the bathroom.

“What’s this?” I murmur as I pick up the two blue boxes to read their directions. When I realize what one of the products is for, I grab the blue and red bulbs and place them in the shower. It feels strange as it is, having this attraction toward Hoseok, but my desire is growing by the second. The need to be close to him, to be inside of him, or him inside of me, is mind-blowing.

When Hoseok returns to the bathroom, I’m already attempting to undress, but I’m finding it difficult. My timid movements, trying to not feel that jolt of pain from my hurt arm, is making things harder than they should be.

“Stop,” he says with a sympathetic tone and moves closer to me. “Let me.” I offer a grateful thank you when he helps remove my shirt, and he smiles sweetly in return. “May I?” He asks the question while reaching for my jeans. Yes! Fuck, yes! My body is responding as if this isn’t just a kind gesture, and I melt at the touch of his thumbs, hooked inside of my waistband, trailing to follow my v-line to take my pants and boxer briefs down with them. The sensation that singes my skin is like nothing I’ve ever felt before, and my dick immediately responds. When it is finally freed, it springs from its confines so quickly it audibly smacks against my stomach. Am I mistaken? Did he just lick his lips while looking at my package? 

After he undresses and we’re both in the shower, I say, “Hobi, thank you for today…for this.” 

“Of course. Don’t mention it. Let me know if there’s anything else I can do for you,” he says, and I try not to read too much into his statement. I can feel that he wants to be closer, but is it the same way that I’m wanting him?

I can’t help when my brows furrow, a dead giveaway of my troubled mind. “I, um, I found these on the countertop. I think they are for us.” The statement comes out more like a question, the uncertainty lacing my words. “I’m not trying to insinuate anything. I just-. I’m going to use mine…just in case. I would love it if you used yours as well, that is, if that’s something you’re interested in.”

The smirk that pulls at the corner of his lips makes my heart race because I’m unsure whether he finds me amusing or if he’s with it. “Are you saying that you want to fuck me, Joonie? You want to dive into my tight little hole, baby?”

The bright smile spreads across his face contradicts the sultry words coming from his lips. The man-ish questions only fuel my overwhelming desire. I can’t restrain any more and move in closer. 

“Is that mouth of yours always so filthy? I don’t think I’ve ever seen this side of you, Hoseok.”

“I’ve done many filthy things with this mouth of mine.”

“Hmm. Why don’t you show me?”

“I definitely would, but we are on a time constraint. How’s a preview?”

Before I can even answer, I can feel the heat from his breath against my damp skin, and he’s pulling my body against his, his hardened member sitting snugly next to mine. The tip of his dick is smooth and scorches my skin when it caresses my stomach. The soft kisses he places along my collarbone send shivers down my spine, even under the hot spray of the shower. Plush lips trail up my throat, across my jawline, and finally find my lips; he kisses me, and it’s everything I imagined it would be. While mindful of my injured arm, his hands roam and explore my body. Our deep moans and our vehement lust for one another fill the space. It definitely takes effort on my part to not deepen the kiss when he stops to speak.

“Let’s get you cleaned up,” he whispers against my lips, then pulls away. Gently, he uses the lathered-up loofah to clean my body.

“I can do this myself, you know? I just need you to get my back and my arm.”

“I know, but let me. I want to.” He scrubs every inch of me, then uses his hand to give my dick a little more attention while looking into my eyes. His wrist twists as his fist slowly pumps, gliding along my shaft. He smiles a half smile before taking his bottom lip between his teeth. “You like that, Joonie?”

“Mm hmm,” I groan.

“Use your words, big boy. Do you like it when I stroke you like this? Fisting your shit like this?”

“Yes, Hoseok. Yes, I like it. I love it,” I reassure him as if the flexing of my abs and the way my eyes have squeezed shut isn’t evidence enough. 

He places his manhood against mine, stroking them at the same time with both of his hands clasped around our girth. I open my eyes to look at our members, side by side, brushing against each other. His expression lets me know he’s just as lost in this experience as I am, hooded eyes and parted lips, his chest heaving as he’s panting. The sight before me is too much, and I almost lose it. My hips begin to move on their own accord, thrusting against him and that familiar feeling, the throbbing at the base of my dick and the warmth that surges throughout my body before accumulating in the pit of my belly, is a clear indicator that I’m on the edge. I’m about to cum. And as if on cue, Hoseok stops and pulls away, but he bends down and uses his tongue to lick the precum from my slit. I watch as the water travels down his back before falling to slip down the crack of his ass, and I’ve never wanted to be a droplet of water so bad. He takes my tip into his mouth and sucks lightly, circling it with the tip of his tongue. My head falls back, my knees quiver, and I press a flat hand to the shower wall for some type of support. Just as I’m on the brink of explosion, he gives my dick a few more soft licks before he stands–smiling at me.

That fucking smile. How can a man look so innocent after doing the freaky shit he just did to me? Like he didn’t just try to coax my soul from my body, pulling pleasure from me as effortlessly as a snake charmer seducing a serpent from its basket. My mind is in the ether, and I’m still panting, only taking a break to swallow the drool that has threatened to fall from my lips.

“Are you okay?” He chuckles lightly, obviously amused by the reaction he’s gotten from me. I can only nod and pull him in so that his head is resting on my shoulder. “This is crazy…being here with you like this. Never in my life would I have imagined I’d be in this position, but here I am, resisting the urge to take you further down my throat.”

“Hobi. You have to stop before you make me explode. Let’s finish this after we join the others, hmm? Then you can show me how deep you can take me.”

Jungkook’s POV

Hoseok tried to help by pointing out that Tia was bound on the bed with her ass in the air, but she’ll be okay. Hell, she’s been showing her ass for the past two days anyway, what’s a few more minutes? I rub a hand over my face, aware that I’m obviously still a little upset, but I do understand her reasoning. There is just a hint of aggression left over that wasn’t expelled during my workout that she will have to take. It needs to be released, and I plan to do precisely that tonight while helping melt her frustrations away. I keep this all in mind, well aware that the way that I’m feeling is contributing to the level of dominance I’m displaying, taking note to mind my words and lead with love, not ego. But she will be getting this work.  Like I said, I understand, but I still don’t like the shit. 

I lay beside Tia, letting my fingers drag along her slit, collecting her moisture, then using it to work a finger in, then two, then ask, “Are you ready to play?” She answers with a nod and a moan that comes from deep within her. Her legs quiver, her body ready for whatever the night has in store, and just when the pleasure starts to build, I pull out to clean my fingers, sucking and licking her essence clean. Her eyes fixed on me are full of need, lusting for my mouth to have a taste of her directly from the source. 

I leave her there for a moment while the guys and I begin laying the bottles of lubricant and toys on the bed so that everything is within arm’s reach. I watch as she eyes the soft fabric of the waterproof blanket, noticing that she’s not seen this before but doesn’t say anything.  When I find my way back to lay with her, on my side I rest my head on the palm of my hand, allowing my eyes to trace every inch of her. She looks so beautiful, as usual, but there’s something about her being in this position, open and vulnerable to us. Her hands secured behind her rest at the small of her back. Her thigh straps, connected to the band under her bust, keep her ass arched high in the sky and her pussy on full display, her wetness glimmering under the light.

“Are you comfortable? Nothing’s too tight?” She shakes her head. “Okay, good. Well, I hope you don’t mind, but we conspired together to deliver a fun-filled night for us all now that we’re all here. Together. And we all could use a bit of fun after everything.” She nods, and her face is animated as if to say, ‘You ain’t lying.’ “You just let us know at any time if there is something you don’t like or if you want us to stop.” She smirks and blinks slowly, and I interpret it as ‘I don’t mind at all, and okay’. 

“Correct me if I’m wrong, but I don’t think you’ve spent any ‘special’ time with Jin, Yoongi, or Hoseok.” She nods. “Would you like to share this moment with them first?” She nods again with that familiar glimmer of excitement in her eyes that makes me so happy every time I see it. I relay the message to the guys, and everyone else agrees, insisting it’s only fair that they have time to spend with Tia. 

Jin still seems a bit bashful, wearing his shirt and boxer briefs, and I can’t say that I blame him. My first time with Tia was just us—no audience or others to share her with. Things now are good but I can’t lie and say they aren’t a bit more complex. I look over to see that, though naked, Yoongi and Hoseok seem to be just as timid. Maybe they feel like they’re being put on the spot. 

To lessen so many eyes on them, I call Taehyung over to me, and he doesn’t hesitate; his eyes are on mine as he crawls up the center of the bed, then leans over to kiss Tia’s lips. Running my fingers through his hair, I give them time to enjoy one another. When they pull away, I pull her body to sit up a bit, then guide Taehyung’s member to line up with her lips. 

“Here, baby. Have a taste,” I coach, and she obeys immediately, slowly sucking him in while looking up into his eyes.

“Shit,” he says, taking his bottom lip between his teeth as he watches her bob her head. 

My hand travels down his back, across his hip, then I grip his ass cheek roughly. He hisses, then collects some of the dribble from Tia’s bottom lip with his thumb. He brings it to his mouth to suck it off.

“Goddamn,” falls from my mouth before I even realize. I kiss his forehead, then his cheek, then his lips. I look down to find Tia’s eyes on mine, and the smirk she musters with her lips still wrapped around Taehyung’s girth tells me she likes this and wants to see more. With my hand flat under her chin, I pull her away from Taehyung, and she releases with a slurp.

“Mmm hmm, Jagiya,” Taehyung begins, “that was amazing.”

At that moment, Yoongi is the first to move, crossing the bed to join us in the center. I help as he positions himself under Tia, and we lift her body to straddle his lap since her hands are currently out of commission, bound by the wrist restraints and connected to the strap going down the center of her back. Taehyung and I lay on our sides, facing chest to chest while his back is to Yoongi. Yoongi sits up, and his hands explore Tia’s curves as his fingers trail over the leather belts and then across the skin that slightly puckers between each one. Her eyes are low, staring back into his.

“Hello, my love,” Yoongi greets, but she remains silent, only smiling at him. She is such a good girl, still obeying my directives.

“You may speak now, Noona,” I grant her permission.

“Hi.” Her voice is still a little hoarse but is much better than it was. I’m thinking it may be due to the tea Jimin had researched and prepared for her earlier. She’s smiling down at Yoongi and grinning so hard I’m sure he can see all thirty-two of her teeth.

“Are you that happy to be with another man in front of me?” I can’t help but to tease her.

“Mmm hmm,” she answers, and just when I think her smile can’t get any bigger, it does, and her eyes disappear.

“You’re so fucking cute. Isn’t she, Yoongi?”

“Absolutely breathtaking,” he answers me.

I return my attention to Taehyung, trailing feather-light touches to his side with my fingertips. He squirms and pulls me closer to him, and I give in, unable to hold off any longer. When our lips crash into each other, my brain explodes from pleasure and anticipation. Our tongues wrestle, and my hands caress and grip every inch of his skin I come across. I’m unsure how long we’re making out, but I know I’m nearly bursting at the seams when we pull apart for air. I need to feel him, and with each trace of his tongue against mine, I crave him even more. As if reading my mind, he nudges me to lay on my back, then trails kisses across my collarbone, chest, and stomach. Only my head is lifted from the bed as I’m trying to enjoy watching every move he makes.

“It makes no sense for you to be this fucking sexy,” he says against my skin between kisses. 

His lips trace down the path of my v-line to find their way to my throbbing dick, already leaking precum. Taehyung licks at my slit, collecting my excitement on his tongue, then bobs his head down in tandem with Tia’s ass. His warm, wet mouth swallows me whole just as Tia’s sopping wet cunt slides down to devour every inch of Yoongi. This is going to be a long night as I’m already fighting for my fucking life, trying not to climax already.

[stormy-caffeine]

Love the pfp and… if you can, (sorry 🙏🏻 I’m just really desperate to know how I feel towards this person online…)

queerplatonic vs alterous vs alteraffectis

Thank you! And that's totally fine, I'll explain my interpretation of the difference between these labels. Hopefully this helps.

Alterous and queerplatonic are very similar and due to this are sometimes used interchangeably. The way that I understand the difference is this:

Alterous attraction is a desire for emotional closeness that is not necessarily platonic nor romantic in nature. It could be as simple as a desire for more exclusivity or responsibility/recognition than what is expected in a casual platonic relationship (such as being BFFs, becoming someone's confidant/support system or being found family (but not feeling familial attraction towards them)), or as complex as wanting an emotionally intimate relationship with someone but excluding certain behaviors/titles that feel traditionally romantic. It's very broad this way, but if you experience alterous attraction with someone, sometimes being in a queerplatonic relationship is the best solution for you to have your needs met, sometimes its not. Because of this, I actually see queerplatonic as a subset of alterous.

Queerplatonic attraction, on the other hand, is the specific desire for that emotionally-intimate (and sometimes other kinds of intimate) relationship with someone. Not as a compromise or anything, that's just exactly what you want with someone in particular. One example: wanting to be in a labeled, "official" relationship with someone, such as their spouse/partner/soulmate etc, or have some priority/exclusivity in their attention/time/decision-making but not actually having a desire to do anything different or "extra" compared to how you've interacted with them platonically. Another example (which is equally as common in my experience): Desiring to do traditionally romantic or intimate things with someone, but not wanting to be/not feeling comfortable being labeled as their spouse/partner/soulmate etc, despite feeling like you wouldn't want to do those same things with those you only have platonic attraction towards. These examples are, technically, exact opposites but both apply equally to queerplatonic attraction. The common denominator that I've seen is the desire for certain levels of exclusivity and priority in someone's life, and reciprocating that intensity, but having no desire to be in a "traditional" partnership with that person. Please note: exclusivity does not equal being monogamous; plenty of people experience this in terms of polyfidelity or wanting to be in an open or polyaffectionate QPR. Some people experience this in place of romantic attraction, most commonly a-spec folks, but anyone can feel it and/or be in a QPR (queerplatonic relationship).

Alteraffectis attraction is the outlier here; this attraction doesn't feel platonic or romantic in nature because those are human concepts, and wouldn't apply to any other species. While you don't have to be otherkin, therian, a pet regressor or anything similar to feel alteraffectis attraction, it's actually a lot easier to understand if you think of it as they would. Alternatively, I find it easier to describe this attraction as the "xenogender of attractions", it's not actually this relationship between you and the person you're attracted to but it is most emotionally similar to your relation/attraction to this person. Example: As humans, we have no way of knowing how a dog experiences attraction towards their owner, but we know how they express attraction towards their owner! It's clear from how they act when their owner comes home that they're excited, they enjoy their company, they want to spend time together, they feel grateful for their owners presence because they give them joy, toys, food, enrichment, and care for their health, they want to protect their owner, they feel like their owner would protect them, etc etc etc etc etc. We do not have a name for this attraction, scientifically, but it's assumed that it wouldn't be a one-to-one comparison with platonic attraction because "friends", as humans understand the concept, doesn't really translate in the animal kingdom. The same with romantic attraction, animals don't date or marry in the same context that humans do, but they do experience intense social bonds that could be similar to it; ie. animals pair-bonding or keeping one mate throughout their life (even in cases where actual mating is not a possibility or ever initiated). The examples go on, since technically alteraffectis doesn't have to be positive at all, given the definition. As much as everyone focuses on the good, alteraffectis attraction could also include "the way that a predator feels towards prey that they are hunting" or something equally troubling when put into a human context. Regardless, because these aren't platonic or romantic feelings but are clearly distinct, important, and recognizable, they must be something else entirely. And from that point, we interpret those emotions to the best of our understanding and label them as Alteraffectis. The easiest examples are with house-pets, since people are generally aware of them or can very easily search them and their behavior up online for context, but it can apply to ANY being that is not human. Just as we can't make an exact human-to-animal comparison of emotions, we wouldn't be able to equate the direct emotions of aliens, biblical entities, celestial bodies, thematic archetypes, etc etc etc. It can feel spiritual, natural, mechanical, artificial, or anything in between really. Possibly even a combination of them.

Alteraffectis attraction is very hard to make concise while including any amount of nuance, so sorry about that.

Buuut yeah, I hope that helped even a little bit. Thanks for the opportunity to talk at length about queer attractions ^-^

[vanilla-voyeur]

Yes! All of this! Especially the last part about staying the hell away from r/polyamory. They're just unnecessarily mean all of the time to everyone. And if they find out you're writing a story about a triad, they will tear you to shreds. Beware.

But to (hopefully) clarify why there's conflicting definitions of open relationship, it's because it's the same term to refer to two different things. Here's a little extra terminology:

Non-monogamy - any form of relationship that is not exclusively sexual and romantic with one other person. This includes things like swinging, hall passes, and monogamish where you have romantic exclusivity to one single partner, but sexual non-exclutivity

Polyamory - a relationship style where you can have multiple romantic relationships. Usually includes sexual non-exclusivity, but there are polyamorous people who are sex repulsed. Polyamory is under the non-monogamy umbrella. Most non-monogamous people are not polyamorous

Polyfidelity - a form of polyamory where you have relationships with multiple people but none of those people have romantic or sexual relationships outside the group. It's like monogamy but the magic number is 3 or 4 instead of 2. So if Pat, Chris, and Alex are all dating each other, but none of them are allowed to date anyone else, this is polyfidelity. Most polyamorous people are not polyfidelitous

Ok so with those definitions out of the way, here's why "open relationship" is ambiguous. The majority of the time, open relationship is referring to a non-monogamous relationship contrasting to monogamy, which is a closed relationship. This sort of relationship does not necessarily need to be polyamorous. It can be a relationship that is open sexually but closed romantically.

However, polyfidelity is sometimes called a closed polyamorous relationship even though polyfidelity is still non-monogamous. It's considered closed because you can't add any new people. So to contrast with that, there's open polyamorous relationships where you're free to date/have sex with whoever you want.

Same words, two different meanings. Most of the time you can figure out what someone means from context clues.

i've seen a couple people in the notes of this very good post about fictional polyamory by @thebibliosphere say things along the lines of "oh, i've been doing it wrong :(" or "how do i know if i did this right??" or "i should probably give up and start over, i wrote this badly :(" and. no!!!!

(i AM seeing far MORE people say "oh, this clarified and helped me so much, i think i know how to fix issues i've been having with my own story" which. YES!!!!)

listen. if you're a monogamous person who's writing a polyamorous relationship, and you've been focusing mainly on The Triad and All Three Together All The Time as the endgame, that's literally fine. that's a perfectly acceptable and strong starting point for your plotting, imo. you do not need to give up on a story that you've started like this.

but the things discussed in the post Can and Should improve your execution!

you can keep the same plot beats and overall relationship arc 100%. polyamorous relationships are infinite in their formations, every one is unique. "basically a monogamous romance but with three people" Does exist, as a relationship type. you're not hashtag Misrepresenting (TM) poly people with it

BUT i do think it will help to read up on some poly people talking about how their relationships Differ from monogamous ones.

so i have outlined some basic important concepts about polyamory.

MORE IMPORTANTLY though, i've broken down some questions that you can answer throughout the writing process to strengthen your individual dyad relationships, your individual characterization, & your characters' individual feelings/experiences. this is a writing resource have fun

future kitkat butting in to say i spent over two hours writing this and it definitely needs a readmore. it is also NOT comprehensive. but everything should be pretty simple to follow! feel free to reblog if you find it helpful yourself or just want to reward me for how gotdan long this took KSLDKFJKDL.

i've grabbed quick links for a couple of the important concepts, some have SEO pitches in them but the info largely seems to be good. (if i missed anything Egregiously Gross on these sites i should be able to update the links with better ones later, since they're under the readmore.)

sidenote: this is NOT meant to be overwhelming, despite the length. if you can't read all of this, that's Okay. you do not need to give up on your writing.

here we go:

compersion!

compersion is a BIG thing in a lot of polyamorous relationships. it's joy derived from seeing two (or more) of your partners happy together, or joy derived from seeing your partner happy with someone else.

compersion is really important as a concept because it highlights that every individual relationship within a polycule is different -- and that that's a GOOD thing. it's sort of the inverse of jealousy.

by the "inverse of jealousy," i mean that instead of feeling left out and upset and possessive, you feel happy/joyous/content.

i can use personal experience as an example: it's a Relief for me when my partners receive joy/support/sex/romance/etc that i can't (or prefer not to) give them. and i love seeing my partners make each other laugh and be silly together.

it's 100% okay for a poly triad not to be together 100% of the time, it doesn't mean that the third member is being left out or not treated equally when two people do things alone together.

(i have individual dates with my partners all the time! PLUS larger 3-and-4-person date nights.)

if the third member DOES feel jealous or left out, then the polycule can have a conversation to figure out what needs/wants aren't being met, and solve that. this happens semi-regularly in my polycule, as it will happen in any relationship (including monogamous ones)! it's just part of being an adult, sometimes you have to talk about feelings.

metamours!

a metamour is someone who is dating your partner, but ISN'T dating you. this may not be relevant for people writing closed three-person romantic sexual triads, but it's a super helpful term to know.

the linked article also lists different types of metamour relationships with some fun phrasing i hadn't heard before. the tl;dr is: sometimes you'll be domestic cohabitation friends, sometimes you'll be buddies with your own friendship, sometimes you might not interact much outside of parties, every relationship is different.

there's no one-size-fits-all requirement for metamour relationships. sometimes polyamorous people will end up dating their metamour after a while (has happened to me), sometimes polyamorous people will break up with one partner for normal life reasons, but remain friendly metamours.

the goal of polyamory is NOT for EVERYONE to fall in love. it is 100% okay if this happens in your story, it happens in real life too! but it is also 100% okay for characters to be metamours without ever becoming "more than friends."

(sidenote: try to kill any internalized "more than" that you have when it comes to friendship. friends are just as important and special and vital as partners.)

of course there are a million ways for messiness to occur with metamours within a complex polycule, exactly like with close-knit platonic friend groups. however this post is not about that! there's enough "here's how polyamory can go wrong" stuff out there already, so i'm focusing on the positives here :)

open versus closed polyamorous relationships!

i'm struggling to find an online article that reflects my experience without directly contradicting at least SOME stuff. so i'll give a quick rundown

google has a bunch of conflicting definitions of open relationships and whether open relationships are different from polyamory. the general consensus seems to be that an open relationship prioritizes one partnership (often a marriage), but that each partner can have extraneous flings or long-term commitments (most often sexual in nature).

this is not typically how i use the term wrt polyamory. the poly concept is pretty simple. a closed polyamorous relationship is one with boundaries like a monogamous one. there are multiple partners in the polycule, but they are not interested in having anybody new join said polycule.

an open polyamorous relationship tends to be more flexible -- it just means that IF someone in the polycule develops mutual feelings for a new person, it's fine for them to become part of said polycule if they want to! the relationship/person is open to newcomers.

some groups will need to negotiate this all together, others will just go "haha, you kids have fun." just depends on the individuals!

with open AND closed polyamorous relationships, the most important thing is making sure that there's respectful communication and that everyone is on the same page. but there's no one-size-fits-all way to do that.

i wish i could give you guys a prescriptive "You Must Do It This Way" guide, but that's.... basically the opposite of what polyamory is about, HAHA.

feelings for multiple people!

i was gonna tack this on to the previous section but decided it warranted its own lil bit.

a defining feature (....i'm told?) of monogamous relationships is that a monogamous person only has feelings for One individual at a time. they only want a relationship with one individual at a time. or, if they DO have feelings for multiple people simultaneously, they're still only comfortable dating one person at a time & being exclusive with that one person.

this is perfectly fine!

the poly experience is generally different from this. but once again..... polyamorous people all have different individual perspectives on this.

for me, i have never been able to draw hard boxes around romantic vs sexual vs platonic relationships, & i love many people at once. my personal polycule lacks many strict definitions beyond "these are my chosen people, i want to forge a life with them indefinitely, whatever shape that life takes"

some poly people feel explicit romantic or sexual attraction to multiple people at once, some poly people feel almost no romantic or sexual attraction at all. i'd say that MOST poly people feel different things for different partners, which is not a bad thing!

some poly people are even monogamous-leaning -- they have just chosen one romantic partner who is themselves part of a larger polycule. (so this monogamous-leaning person has at least one metamour!)

or alternatively, they might have one romantic partner AND a qpr, or other ways of defining relationships. (this is a factor in my own polycule!)

i made this its own point because if you're writing a straightforward triad, this is unlikely to come up in the story itself -- but it's worth thinking about how your characters develop/handle feelings outside of their partnerships.

like, is this sort of a soulmateship, 'these are the only ones for me' type deal? in which they won't fall in love with anyone else, and can be fairly certain of that?

that's pretty close to typical monogamous standards but you Can make it work. just be thoughtful with it

alternatively, can you see any of these characters falling in love Again after the happily-ever-after? and how would the triad approach it, if so? what would they all need to talk about beforehand, and what feelings would everybody have about the situation?

it's worth considering these questions even if the hypothetical will never feature in your actual canon, because knowing the answers to these questions will help you understand all of the individuals & their relationship(s) MUCH better.

i've been typing this for nearly two hours and there's a lot more i COULD say because... there's just a lot to say. i'll close out with some quick questions that you can ask yourself when developing the dyad dynamics within your triad

first, take a page and create a separate section for each individual dyad. then answer these questions for every pair:

how does each pair act when alone?

how do they act differently alone compared to when they're with their third partner?

are there any elements of this dyad (romantic, sexual, financial, domestic, etc) that these two people DON'T have with the third partner?

if so, what are they?

are there any boundaries or hard limits within this dyad that aren't shared with the third partner?

if so, what are they?

partner 3 goes out of town alone for a few weeks. what are the remaining two doing in their absence?

(doesn't have to be anything special, it's just to get a sense of how the two interact on a day-by-day basis without the third there)

what is something that each partner in the dyad admires about the other -- that they DON'T necessarily see in the third partner?

what problem do These Two Specifically need to solve in the story before their relationship will work?

how is that problem DIFFERENT from the problems being solved within the other two dyads?

doing this for ALL THREE dyads is VITAL imo. that way, you develop complex and nuanced and different relationships that all have unique dynamics.

those questions should be enough to get you started, i hope

then After you've charted the differences in relationships, you can start to jot down similarities in the overarching triad. what does one person admire in Both of their partners? what are activities that all three like to do together? what are boundaries or discussions that all three share?

but the main goal is to figure out how to Differentiate each relationship!

a polycule is only as strong as the individual relationships within it. if two people are struggling with their own relationship, adding a third person won't fix that.

(UNLESS the third person is the catalyst for those two to, like, Actually Communicate And Work Their Shit Out. i just mean that the old adage of "maybe if we just add a third-" works about as well to fix a miserable non-communicative marriage as, uh, "maybe if we have a baby-")

AND FINALLY.

if you're not sure whether your poly romance reads organically to poly people, you can hire a sensitivity reader with poly experience. if you can't afford that, you can read up on polyamorous resources like a glossary of terms & articles actually written by poly people. (and stories written by poly people!)

you can also just.... ask poly people questions, if they're open to it. i like talking about polyamory and my own relationships so you're welcome to send asks if u want, i just can't guarantee i'll answer bc my energy levels fluctuate a lot and i don't always have time.

polyamorous people are in an uphill battle for positive representation right now & so the LAST thing i want to see is authors giving up on their stories bc they're worried about getting things Wrong. well-meaning and positive stories that treat this kind of love as normal, healthy, & aspirational are So So So Needed. even if you guys end up with some funky-feeling details.

seriously, if you're monogamous then you probably don't have a full idea of Just How Nasty a lot of people can get about polyamory. i wish it DIDN'T mean so much for you guys to want to write nice stories about us, but it does mean a lot. and it means a lot that you want to do it WELL.

in conclusion. this is not a prescriptive guide, it's just a way to raise questions. and also, you all are doing FINE.

[spellboundshadow]

Polyamory and Me: Beyond the Kitchen Table

PROMPT: Where are you on your polyam journey and where do you hope to go? (from Polyamory Uncensored)

In this journal entry, I'll breakdown the building blocks of my personal brand of polyamory. First, it's crucial to understand the framework that underpins it all: I practice hierarchal, D&D-table, family-oriented, omnisexual polyamory. At this time, I would be unwilling to do any other versions of those defined terms, so these are the terms I'll be breaking down in this writing.

My Polyamorous Present

Hierarchal

Hierarchy in polyamory is defined as: "In hierarchical polyamory, certain partners are considered to have priority over others." (Britannica.com) ... yes I just quoted an encyclopedia.

This one is controversial, but I have come to believe that all polyamory is hierarchal in some way. Humans love ranking things. And real talk, there is priority given where time and emotional investment are spent. Because those things are finite resources.

I've also learned the hard way that by trying to consider someone "equal" who is not interested in that is only going to end in hurt and disaster. What MzRhythm and I have is really special. And trying to shoe-horn someone into a similar position in my life isn't fair to anyone. However! I think it's important to remember that ALL people are deserving of equal respect and dignity.

I commented on a polyamory post (which I can't find) about a year ago asking "is hierarchy inherently unethical?" and the response that I found most interesting was someone saying something along the lines of "I can't imagine every considering any partner as less than another." We went on to explore that the person in question lives in a polyfidelity triad situation with no kids ... which is very different than my situation. But that conversation was really helpful in defining for myself that (1) no, hierarchy is not a red flag necessarily and that (2) it is possible to respect the rights, dignity, and equality of every person without treating them exactly the same.

I don't think it's ethical for me to say "I will love you the same as I love my wife" because those relationships are never going to be the same. But also, it's important to define expectations for things like "we will sleep in the same bed together unless otherwise discussed" that has to be discussed with other partners when we are going on a trip as a group. Not that we can't sleep with other people on that trip, but practically that looks like discussing sleeping arrangements on every trip.

The challenge of polyamory will always be communication. Hierarchy or not.

D&D Table

I made up this term because my polycule loves to get together and play D&D or board games. It's somewhere between Garden Party and Kitchen Table polyamory. For context: I like this article to explain GPP and KTP. On thinking about it, it's probably closer to KTP than anything else.

So first off, I need my partners and my metamours to be on good enough terms that we can all attend a party together and no one is in the corner talking shit about anyone else or feeling shitty about being there. However, I'd like this to be more than just polite conversation.

The current configuration of relationships and people can (and do monthly) get together together to play D&D and board games. We take turns cooking or bringing food and hang out for hours or days playing games and just connecting with one another. Right now, I'm running Rime of the Frostmaiden for my partners and two metas. Yesterday, four of us went to the Renaissance Festival together.

The challenge here again is communication. I don't want to start any new relationships with people whose other partners I find unbearable or who don't want to interact with me, no matter how much I enjoy the person I am dating. However, I haven't always known how to communicate this in existing relationships. I've had relationships end because the person I was seeing started dating someone new who (1) became a higher priority in their life (and therefore I was deprioritized) and (2) the new person refused to interact with me. That's a thing that is hard to reconcile and I still haven't figured out post-mortem how it could have been overcome without me becoming someone I'm not or the breakup that ultimately ensued.

It's very couple's privilege of me to say "I want to be on good terms with anyone new that you decide to date," but the way my current partners and I do polyamory makes it hard to feel good about a new meta without communication on all sides. If someone refuses to communicate? Well, that's a red flag for me. This might end up being a whole other journal entry right here.

Family-Oriented

In my best, most ideal version of polyamory, I would love to have a core family unit of many adults who live close together (maybe in a homestead format?) and have an interconnected community of love and care. The challenge is finding and maintaining relationships with people who align with my values and who remain aligned as we grow and learn together. And then there's the parenting part.

The first exercise in The Jealousy Workbook by Kathy Labriola is "Your Relationship Role Models." One of the key things that determines how close I am with someone is what am I modeling for my children. I could be having a fabulous time with someone, but I think hard about who I am willing to bring into the "family" circle. That will likely change as they get older and grow up and move on to building their own lives outside of our house, but right now that is a key concern. 

For context, I am "involved" with two people in the polyamorous sense: my wife and Mistress MzRhythm and my lover DreadPirateBones. Both are nesting partners. I currently have no other romantic relationships, but am close with several friends that I consider also family.

But the question then becomes who gets to decide what is considered family. My gut instinct is to say "well MzRhythm and I are married and have kids together so we decide who is in their lives" but that's only one aspect of the situation. DreadPirateBones lives here too, what if he doesn't want someone around all the time as if they are family? Or what if he starts seeing someone and they are around a lot? What if I start seeing someone who MzRhythm doesn't want around? And vice versa?  

Once again, I'm landing on communication. "COMMUNICATE" is house rule number one for a reason haha.

Omnisexual

This one is easier to define, but harder to unpack. I often call myself bisexual because that's the identifier that feels right for me and I use it to mean I am attracted to mascs and femmes ... I don't tend to be attracted to androgyny, although I do tend to be attracted to gender-bending. IDK man, I just want to flirt with all the sexy people and sometimes I don't care what they look like as long as they can keep up with my overactive brain.

However, I do find my emotional relationships with people who identify as men to be less emotionally fulfilling. And that lends itself to hierarchy a bit in my mind, I think. But that is also something that I have had to work on for a long time, because frankly it feels hella threatening when my wife is dating a femme for the opposite reasons. It's not that I think they are going to replace me, but because I have this impression that women tend to be more emotionally available, which allows for deeper emotional intimacy. 

This sentiment has been reinforced by partners who've had other relationships with high emotional intimacy and low disclosure. It feels like those things are correlated and I don't like it. But who am I to dictate how much intimacy my partners find with other people? I need to get OK with feeling left out and I'm not sure how to do that.

On Labels

This isn't part of the definition, but is important to discuss ... I am a huge lover of labels in relationships. I find that it can be reassuring to have a unique label for everyone I am involved with. Labels are not just linguistic constructs, but vital emotional markers ... a kind of shorthand for the collection of feelings and connections that make up each relationship. They help each relationship feel unique and special, and hold a boundary to keep each relationship from infringing on or trying to copy the feelings and definitions of another. To some, this might seem like an exercise in unnecessary categorization, but to me, it's a source of comfort and clarity.

Having a specific label for each person I'm involved with serves multiple purposes: 

It reinforces the notion that every relationship is distinct, a world of its own with its own nuances and dynamics. It's a testament to the idea that love isn't a one-size-fits-all affair.

Labels act as bumpers (like bowling, I guess), guarding against the unintentional blending or mimicry of emotions from one relationship to another. Without them, it can become all too easy for feelings or definitions to blur, potentially causing confusion and emotional turbulence.

But again, labels require a lot of COMMUNICATION! It's not fair to assign someone a label without talking to them about it. And if it starts to feel like it doesn't it? MOAR TALKING!

Looking Ahead

For the journey forward, there are some important questions I've uncovered, which I'll be exploring with my partners. These questions delve into the heart of what defines family, the rules of engagement for adding new partners, the necessary level of disclosure, and the evolving nature of investment in relationships.

These questions include:

What defines family and who in the polycule gets to define it?

What do rules of engagement for adding new partners look like? And how can we discuss this without introducing red flag kinds of privilege into the relationship?

How much disclosure is needed in discussing potential new partners and for what happens with that disclosure once the new relationship is established?

What does "enough" investment look like? This is constantly changing as relationships change and evolve. So a better question might be: What is the framework for asking for more investment in a relationship? How do you say "I don't need this particular investment anymore, thank you!" without it sounding like de-escalation?

What does emotional intimacy look like and how can I foster it in relationships with men? And do I need to if my needs for emotional intimacy are being fulfilled by not-men? Is it fair that men benefit from a sexual relationship with me without being expected to do emotional labor in said relationship? Where is the line?

Together with my partners, I'll have to navigate these complexities, striving for a polyamorous experience that is grounded in love, respect, and open communication.

Fall 2023 Writing Index

This writing has been part of my effort to write everyday from the autumn equinox to the winter solstice. Find the rest of the writings in this series here: Fall 2023 Writing Index

[chasing-chimeras]

Chapters: 29/35 Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV), Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim, Elder Scrolls, Original Work, Dragon Age - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Liam Dunbar/Theo Raeken/Original Male Character(s), Liam Dunbar/Original Male Character(s), Liam Dunbar/Theo Raeken, Human/Orc Characters: Liam Dunbar, Male Orc, Original Male Character(s), Lydia Martin, Malia Tate, Theo Raeken, Stiles Stilinski, Original Orc Character(s) Additional Tags: Orcs, Orc(s) - Freeform, Size Kink, Scent Kink, Double Penetration, Bottom Liam Dunbar, Size Difference, Fluff and Smut, Porn With Plot, Original Character(s), Romance, Threesome - M/M/M, Polyfidelity, Found Family, Action/Adventure, Adventure & Romance, Alternate Universe - Fantasy Summary:

This started as smut and somehow became...all of this. Liam and Theo + my orc oc + Skyrim + Dragon Age-y elements = a lot of smut (please read the tags), but with plot and *feelings* (both of which have rapidly overtaken the smut)

[courtneys-stargirl]

abby and woodrue talking about the sample

abby: talking about how she is going to extensively study alec’s sample with ✨ competence ✨

abby, seeing doctor mcfuckface judging her: what

woodrue: well how extensive is your knowledge on biogenetic spawning

dr. abby ‘BITCH EXCUSE ME’ arcane: well you know I’m an infectious disease specialist

in summary: abby doesn’t have time for mansplaining or male criticism and for that we stan

[fawn-in-words]

The Honeiesmoon, dear honies, Hun is it passe I'm not sure, Hun versus cute, I like to be called cute it appeals to charasmatic Wonder which is my impish trope 

Not a trope natural, the dark natural who's alpha by day omega by night.

Labellista the women's collective of wives that have come my way through the sacred heart of JC, I'm daunt about tomorrow, I paint targets because authentic makes people face up to their station in life.

It's down to Polyfidelity premiers to decide the archetypes for their unit a political sorority where haze no longer happens, we're all in love, some stronger than others, yet I'm the only man in my wives thoughts and fantasies, when it's quiet I'll pleasure again, and again, be damened any unwelcome infiltrators, I've nothing to prove yet everything to gain.

There are so many Labellista coming to me on X, it's a full time pursuit of happiness, yet I'm most happy that I'm married to SU and that we're going to have the most amazing love life with fidelity, I'll keep inv to five fields for the o's while I'm the bread winner.

Won't be long to consummate, a pecking order, well id love to make sweet love to Lou first, seems the natural order to me, yet I'll let the Premiers decide, if it's in it will still be special, I'll make her feel the centre and only woman, in the moment.

I've tricks up my sleeve, even though I've released most erroneous, one thing to say my pheromones are unique to my DNA and me no other man has the arousing unique pheromones as I in person.

Amazon delivery if any want boss bottled to excentuate my pheromones, yet white sage makes me smell divine, if I have any left, I shall tell tomorrow.

One more thing, technique I'm expert you will all benefit personally and shall always be satisfied, in the meantime, sixty nines five fields for me please, to give you all pleasent distraction from other mens unwanted attention, and from grumpy Will who can be petulant but like a lecturing father figure at the same time.

Wonder my archetype, creative and imposing, hard I am, yet war weary you can tell by my complexion, and the dark circles not to mention my sal and pep, I earned my greys and my whites, will dye my hair if there's a consensus, twelve years of stress, earned the silver fox Monika.

Yes I am now many women's fantasy, as long as I'm the Premiers fantasy.  I've just heard the news we all got Yale, Illuminati all thirty!!

I'm not, no I might publish this Tumblr so you can think of me when I snoo, a new we are high status, it's what I want thirty to be considered there's honour in it.

I've made up for Feb 14th now, it's now June the 14th, fresh start, please respect these words they are real and from the heart.

I will say all are safe, apart from rel rockers yet when JC God they will suffer for it, he will be himself, his own brand of God, and I will be biblical Messahi for Sun, and perform healing miracles, yes for Princess and HRH, I shall Will my best.

Should I Tumblr I think I will, yet I'm in flow, I'll X publish more and collect new love interests for you and Cheltenham, yet teen is too young for me I've decided, 20, 30, 40, 50 ideal as I look in my thirties with a shave, Cupid can play Cupid.

Onwards Zan says, he was an inspiration a prophet yet after today a doomsayer, I've designs on his daughter, not to marry but to seduce and invite along with his brother to Cheltenham.

I mean who loves women is loved by women, well I don't love all women and I would hit a women, just spank thirty in a Dom way, I'd never intentionally go out of my way to hurt or overstep the mark, it's just not me, it's not what I do, in your souls and minds you know that, so be quick to defend my honour and I'll elevate your status' that's a strategy.

Love and Oh my Goodness, Oh my Days, Will is back, ry smile

Here it is, my heart

bloody as a pomegranate,

this offering,

this choice,

messy and indelicate—

how will you measure it?

Perhaps start with kisses,

then hands—

fingers can tell you

miraculous things.

I know what I’m saying,

and what I want,

how curiosity

lingers like a fire

in my bones,

and the truth is

I think you’re beautiful,

and I can barely keep it

to myself—

I’m sorry,

I never learned

to tell my heart no.

[pianofreak112]

So, I’m kind of new to Polyamory. I’ve always understood the emotional complexity of the human psyche but I never thought about stepping outside of monogamy. My girlfriend and I had always been very open with each other about our attraction to other people. We’re both pansexual you see. My favorite times were when we would find the same person attractive and literally be drooling over this person……but together. We had a few threesomes (some were amazing, some awful) and we really liked the sexual aspect of having another person in the bed with us. I downloaded Grindr because we both agreed that a guy would be easier to hookup with/be casual friends with and a few of our gay/bi friends had used it with limited success.

I had a picture of my girlfriend and I in my Grindr profile pic. Half of the men were only interested in me, the other half just wanted her. We found the idea of hooking up randomly pretty tasteless after seeing what was out there but I kept the app just in case we met someone worth meeting. Then I got a message one day, one of genuine curiosity. A blank profile, 20 years old began asking me what I was looking for. We chatted a bit and he sounded too good to be true. 100% bi and thought we both were attractive AND was even willing to go to dinner with us! So we exchanged some contact info over the app and began texting. We hit it off from the start! We picked him up from his apartment (ironically he lived in the same building as one of our best friends who we saw all the time) and we went to dinner. The conversation was easy. We were all rolling laughing after just a few minutes with each other. This didn’t feel like a Grindr meet up. My girlfriend and I raved about this cute bi boy we had dinner with. After a few more dates (and other things) we had all grown so close. We hadn’t spent time apart for almost a month with this boy. We decided we wanted to make things more official and we invited him to be a part of our already wonderful relationship! Then we did something very impulsive and took him with us on a road trip we had planned. It was last minute but we didn’t want to be apart from him so we asked and he agreed! My profile picture is actually from Niagara Falls (one of our many destinations). Needless to say, I can see this relationship lasting a while. P❤️A🖤L💙

[joonslfttiddie]

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Chapter 50: Ready to Play...

💜Fic Pairing: OT7 x OFC

💜AU/Genre: Reverse Harem/Polyfidelity/AMBW/Ghosts

💜Warnings: Adult Language/Adult Content/Murder/Blood/Attack by stalker/Strangulation/Magik/Spells/Rituals/Bondage

💜Rating: MA

💜Word Count: 7,445

To say that these past couple of days have been eventful would be an understatement and the crew is more than pleased that it’s finally over. Even with the tensions still high in the house, Tia takes comfort in knowing that she hasn’t had to be in this house alone and knowing that her men will do anything to keep her safe.

“Well, today has been…interesting,” Jin says to Tia after the other men leave them in the library to speak privately. Some of the guys head upstairs, unwinding for the evening, minus Taehyung and Jungkook who leave briefly but return before Hoseok and Namjoon who have gone to the hospital to see John.

“That it has,” she rasps, hating that this conversation feels more like a goodbye is on its way. “I can’t thank you enough for all that you’ve done for me. I can only imagine what you’ve been through after coming here.”

“Me? I only did what I could do to help. It has been worth it, though, because I was able to meet you guys.” He returns Tia’s bashful smile and after a short pause, Jin continues, “How are you feeling now that things have settled down? Now that Tilly and the guys are gone?”

“It’s crazy because, of course, I’m glad that all the drama is finally over, but I feel like a part of me is missing. Like, I don’t know what to do next. I don’t know what to do with myself without her. I’m so confused,” she says, pausing to collect herself. “I don’t even know which experiences, which choices of my life were mine and which parts were hers. ”

“Wow. I can’t imagine how confusing things must feel for you right now. Like, it’s bittersweet. Tilly was a part of you and had been with you for your entire life, but I’m sure you are ecstatic that things are over with those brothers, seeing as it sounds like you all have been through hell thanks to them,” he empathizes after hearing the details of what they endured thanks to the Burtons. He can remember how upset and angry he felt as Tia and the guys filled him in. The anger that bubbled to the surface was akin to hearing of someone hurting your family. Something much more than one may typically feel for individuals they just met.

Family. That’s it!

The connection that he feels to these people is like family…people you would do absolutely anything for and in order to protect. “Look, I know you don’t know me like that but I believe that you will be able to figure things out for yourself. You’re not giving yourself enough credit, Tia. You are still just as smart, beautiful, and gifted alone as you were with Tilly.”

“You are so sweet. Thank you for saying that.” She didn’t realize how much she needed to hear it until he spoke it aloud. “That really means a lot, especially coming from an overachiever like yourself,” Tia says and looks up mischievously at Jin.

“Huh?”

“I mean, you saved my life two times within two days… A bit excessive, don’t you think?” She has always coped with humor, whether to deal with her trauma, in uncomfortable situations, or when given compliments.

The laugh he let out seems to come from his soul, and seems to warm Tia’s. His deep rumble of laughter is like music to her ears and she needs to hear this as often as possible. This side of him makes her take notice of how handsome he really is. Yeah, she thought he was handsome from the moment they locked eyes. If she's being honest, even his voice, the life raft she clung to yesterday, is attractive. But it's something about watching the joy wash over his face that catches her off guard. There is no other man, excluding her loves, on the face of this earth more handsome than Jin. Mr. Worldwide Handsome.

He finally catches his breath and says, “ You have jokes, huh? Well, I must admit that this is a first for me. You going to these lengths to make an impression on me is odd, but I’m here for it.”

“All I heard was that I’ve made an impression on you. Hopefully a good one.”

“A great one,” he replies, which causes Tia to flash a half-suppressed smile with Jin matching her banter.

“Again. I really hope that I’m not overstepping when I say this-” he starts.

“Jin, I promise that I will not take offense to anything you have to say, but please…Stop saying things like that. You are not ‘overstepping’ at all and I do know you! I’ve, evidently, known you my entire life. Yesterday, I could feel you even before I saw you, and meeting your past self today just confirmed that feeling. You belong here with us; with me.”

After taking a moment to allow the tightness in his throat to subside, Jin speaks with tears brimming at his waterline. “Wow. I didn’t realize how much I needed to hear that from you,” he says, mirroring Tia’s unspoken thoughts. “Honestly, this is the first time I’ve felt like I truly belonged anywhere. When I laid eyes on your face for the first time yesterday, even considering the circumstances, I wanted to be there for you, to comfort you, to make sure you were okay. It doesn’t make sense the way that I was ready to do any and everything to ensure your safety. The way that I was drawn to you, to all of you, I had a feeling that this connection would be something special. When I had to leave to go to the police station, I felt like someone was ripping my heart from my chest. I wanted nothing more than to stay here with you. To take care of you. And if that wasn’t enough, seeing the spirit of the man I was in my past life definitely confirmed it all for me, too.”

A comfortable silence surrounds them as they sit simply enjoying each other’s presence before Tia asks, “Oh, you were saying something before?”

“I was just going to say, about the guys earlier…”

“Yeah?”

“Tia,” he pauses briefly. “Those men love you with everything that they are. Hell, the way that I feel about you... I’d do anything to make sure you are okay and this is just day one for us. You can’t be mad at those men for loving you the way that they do. They are just as upset as you are, only thinking of putting themselves between you and danger. Shit, after hearing about Tilly’s life with her guys, we’ve felt this way for a couple of lifetimes now. Just like you want to protect them, we want to protect you.”

“I know, but…”

“No but, Tia. Please, just try to be more understanding instead of defensive. Can you do that? For me?”

“Yes. I will,” Tia agrees, very receptive to Jin’s gentle dominance.

The pair continues to talk with him telling her more about himself, his upbringing, and his profession. He even tells her about his day leading up to him meeting them.

“Holy shit! So you came here to deliver food from your restaurant and got caught up in all of this?”

“Well, I don’t see it like that. I’m thankful, actually. Looking back over my day, while I had no intentions to partake in an adventure, life had other plans. I had no intentions to go into the restaurant yesterday morning but one of my guys just happened to call in sick, so I was helping out, just being a team player-”

“Being a good boss and leading by example,” Tia adds.

“Trying to, yeah. And,” Jin pauses for a moment and shifts his body to face Tia, “honestly, this may sound crazy, but the entire day was strange. You know those days that just feel scripted? Like, of course you have free will to make your own decisions but you can also choose to follow the script. I felt compelled to go to the restaurant to help, compelled to carry my weapon, compelled to deliver your order…it’s like I was fated to come here. To meet you. Thankfully, the stars aligned in a very specific way, with their only goal for the day being to lead me to you and to the guys,” he says with a serious tone. “I just wish the circumstances were better for your sake.”

“I’m okay, I promise. My voice will be back to normal and my bruises will be all healed before we know it. I do think that it will take some time for us all to heal mentally, though. I can give you the contact information for my therapist, if you want, or maybe she could do a group session for all of us. I do realize that it’s not just about me and I’m not the only one that has had a tough couple of days. I was thinking about you last night but couldn’t reach out. I didn’t have your contact information. But, how are you? I’m sure you didn’t plan on being traumatized by being put in a situation where you’d have to do what you had to do, either.”

“Yeah, you’re right. It’s definitely been rough. I’ve not been able to get the image out of my mind. Honestly, I’ve never even had to use my firearm to harm another person, only shooting at the range and at targets. Shit, let’s just call it what it is. I killed someone, Tia. I’m a murderer and taking that man’s life and the visions of the aftermath will haunt me for the rest of my life, that’s for sure.” he pauses in an attempt to hold back his tears, however the pain he is feeling is evident to Tia. “But, I only did what I had to do, right? This doesn’t make me a bad person. I didn’t have a choice. Right?”

“Oh, Jin,” Tia says as she watches the tears finally fall from his eyes and she reaches out to rub them away with her thumb before pulling him into the warmest embrace, caressing his back. She lets him cry, his shoulders heaving as he silently sobs into her shirt. Unable to hold back her own tears, she tries to take some of his pain, hoping to ease the burden on his heart.

“I’m thankful the stars decided to send you here, too. Not only because the day could have ended very differently had you not come, but because, I got to meet you, to talk to you, to hear your voice, to touch you,” Tia says as her heart pounds in her chest. She wonders if he can feel it as she’s so close to him right now.

Eventually, he pulls back and looks at Tia, watching as she nervously shifts her eyes between his, taking in his features, and he does the same. Her eyes trace the line of his full, plush lips wanting nothing more in this moment than to feel them against her own. The sweet smell of vanilla that he’s come to find comfort in seems to intensify, the aroma damn near inebriating and irresistible, causes his mouth to water.

Something about her last statement causes Jin to chase the satiation he’s been craving all fucking day. He cups the back of her neck, pulling her closer. Their lips collide passionately conveying the desire that's been simmering all day.

This kiss is deep and enchanting, causing her to leak with desire. Tiny whimpers and moans collect between the both of them, the anticipation and their need for each other is obvious. He reaches over to pull Tia toward him, and without pulling away from the kiss, she goes willingly, finding herself straddling his lap and wrapped up in his arms. The heat from her core warms his now hardened dick and it jumps underneath her, begging for release, to feel her warmth smear across his skin. 

Tia nearly shatters and her tummy begins to tingle when he takes her bottom lip into his mouth, giving it a few firm sucks, then licks it, creating a contrast of sensations. When his tongue slithers into her mouth, he uses it to explore, much like he would if her were eating her out. And for that, he can not wait! His heart is racing at the thought of the other guys walking in on them, but it's almost like he can't control himself. He has to have her. His big hands finds their way to the rounds of her ass, and he massages them firmly, enjoying how thick and soft she feels. Tia moans even more, she nibbles at his lower lip, and begins to rock her hips slightly. They are so drunk off of each other, it would take something extraordinary to pry them apart. Just as Jin slides his hands up to her hips and starts to tug at the waistband of her underwear, she stops him.

'Don’t forget your bath. You need to cleanse that negative energy completely.'

Tia pulls away from the kiss, slightly startled, breathing heavily after hearing the sweet, southern voice in her head. She is so happy to still be connected to Tilly and is now using her discernment to listen to the call. Unfortunately, this also means that her heated exchange with Mr. Worldwide Handsome has to come to a halt.

“Fuck. I am so sorry, Jin," she whispers with her forehead against his. "I would love to continue this in a bit, but I have to fully cleanse myself of all the negative energy. I want to start anew, with a clean slate, with you, and this is the way that I can protect us all,” Tia informs him, hoping to not upset him.

“You don’t have to apologize or explain yourself to me. Do what you gotta do,” he says calmly, then pauses. “I’d better get out of here anyway. Things are going so fast and it’s already getting late. I don’t want to intrude.”

His response is like a breath of fresh air, with her only experiencing this caliber of man since initially meeting Jungkook. These men have opened her eyes to what true love and real men look like. They have also introduced her to the ability to speak her mind and her opinions without fear of pushing them away or them getting angry, taking her words as rejection. With their unconventional relationship, she seems to be blossoming and growing with the men as her fertilizer.

Jin had been at their house since late morning and now the sun has gone down completely. The hours seemed to fly by, maybe because they’ve been so busy the majority of the day fighting demons. Tia doesn’t realize when her bottom lip pokes out into a pout. She doesn't want him to leave tonight. She doesn't want him to leave, period.

“You don’t have to go. I mean, I don’t want you to go but if you have to, I’ll understand,” she says, now looking down at him from her perch on his lap. His already plump lips are now adorned by a beautiful shade of pink and they are slightly swollen.

“Are you sure?” Looking into her eyes, he searches for any indication of her granting permission for him to stay. She only has to say the word, because just as much as she wants him to stay, he wants to stay, too. Tia nods as her face brightens up with joy. “I don’t have anything going on and would love to stay here with you all if it's okay with everyone."

"Yeeeeeeeeeeees!" She hugs him tightly and her desire for him to be here warms his heart. It heats even more when she lets him know that the others will love to have him as well.

"Okay then, I'm all yours. Is there anything I can do to help?”

Tia leads Jin into the kitchen to collect the things she prepared earlier. He carries the blended herbs, following her upstairs as she rambles on about what each herb is good for and the cleansing process. He holds the glass container up to his face, trying to make out the small fragments of each ingredient.

“That’s amazing and it smells so good,” he says after sniffing at the lid. “So, essentially, this bath in combination with the smudging and the floor wash you did earlier will fully rid your environment of the negativity you’ve come in contact with these past couple of months.”

“Bingo. All of this will also continue to protect us from any ill-will from the Burton family and anybody else for that matter, combating whatever hex or tie they have to us. I grew up watching my mother do a refresh monthly, but I must admit, I’ve been slacking. I can’t help but wonder if my negligence has made us more susceptible to attacks.”

Upstairs, they find some of the guys already showered, sprawled across the massive bed giggling at something that Tia and Jin missed out on.

“What’s funny? We wanna laugh, too,” she jokes.

“Jagi! Bath time?”

“Yeah. I want to go ahead and get this done before I get too tired and lazy,” Tia answers Taehyung, who hops up from snuggling with Jimin to help get her bath ready.

“I’ll be right back. You forgot to grab something to drink. You’ll need to stay hydrated,” Jimin says.

“Huh?” Tia is obviously confused by Jimin’s statement but he’s already shuffling down the stairs before she gets her answer.

“I’ll grab your clothes,” Yoongi says. His tone is strange; sarcastic even, but Tia doesn’t give it much thought.

Jin is fascinated watching everyone’s initiative, completing a task so that Tia has one less thing to do. It seems like second nature for them. He hands the jar over to Taehyung and watches as he and Tia disappear into the bathroom. Admittedly, he feels a bit out of place, now, being the only one left in the room not assisting in some way.

“Jin! Will you come keep me company?” Tia yells to him from the bathroom just before Taehyung starts the water.

Jin walks into the massive ensuite to see Tia sitting on her vanity chair waiting and can partially see Taehyung through the fogged glass. Jin’s mind is blown as he takes in the beauty of the modern transparent, enclosed wet room that not only houses a soaking tub but also a double shower. He can tell that a lot of thought was put into this design and it seems it would be convenient and comfortable for all of them to share.

Tia and Taehyung yell over the sound of the water explaining what they are doing to a completely naked Jungkook. With frothy white lather covering his skin, he listens intently with his head sticking out from the glass door. He stares at Tia, wide eyed, with his mouth agape, taking in all that she’s saying. Beads of water sneak down the length of his hair that falls over his forehead, with some droplets catching a ride to combine and travel down his face. Once the cleansing process is described in detail completely, he flashes a smile to Jin then disappears back into the foggy expanse of the shower.

Jin stands with his back against the sink, unable to tear his eyes away from them. Just then, Jungkook turns off the shower and steps out onto the shower mat, fully comfortable with his manhood on display. Even though he’s not erect, there is a heaviness to it and his print is still visible even after he wraps his towel around his hips. When he speaks, he snaps Jin from his thoughts.

“You can go inside or have a seat on the vanity chair. Whichever is more comfortable for you,” he says, relieving some of Jin’s tension.

Another POV

“Y’all feel that?” Jungkook asks the guys as he’s coming into the main bedroom with his pajamas, preparing for his shower.

“Hell yeah! Tia is giving Little Caesars,” Taehyung answers, cuddling up with Jimin in bed. Jimin covers his face with his shirt, trying not to laugh as Jungkook just shakes his head with a smirk on his face. “I’m so ready for tonight.”

Looking thoroughly confused and slightly annoyed that it seems everyone is in on the joke but him, Yoongi asks, “Tae, what the fuck are you talking about? What does this feeling have to do with pizza? Tia is obviously aroused by Jin downstairs.”

“Bro, why are you like this?” Jungkook questions Taehyung, unable to contain his laughter, then steps into the bathroom.

“What? She is! Yoongi, can’t you feel that Tia is ‘hot and ready’? I can’t wait to have a taste,” he retorts with a deadpan expression, deadass serious, and only smiling because of the others’ laughter. Yoongi covers his smile when he sees Tia and Jin at the doorway.

“What’s so funny? We wanna laugh, too,” Tia announces when she walks into the bedroom with Jin following behind her. Her sudden appearance only causes the guys to laugh that much harder.

“Jagi! Bath time?”

Taehyung helps Tia prepare for her bath while Jungkook finishes his shower, then both men leave her to converse with Jin. Before standing up, Tia takes a couple of incense and a lighter from the vanity drawer, lights them, then places them onto the holder. When she gets up from her chair and begins to undress, Jin can’t help the rush of heat that crawls up his neck to spread across his face and ears. He’s seen the female frame numerous times before, but she is ethereal. In awe, he watches as the cotton material slides down the length of her plump, smooth skin exposing the roundness of her breasts and the fullness of her hips.

Jin bites his bottom lip, watching as her now damp panties begin to roll up onto themselves, resisting when being pulled down her thick thighs. His dick twitches at the sight of her; and the smell. Not only is she sexy, but it’s the way she steps out of the pile of clothes that circle her feet with such comfort and confidence that turns him on the most. She carries herself like she’s experienced this moment with him a million times before.

Tia walks through the shower to the back wall where the freestanding tub sits and steps into the steamy water. Jin watches as the flowers and fruit bits float atop of the water, drifting apart to make way for her to step in. He follows behind her to take a seat on the only dry wooden bench, closest to the tub. Once seated, her breasts float slightly amongst the ingredients. She takes a little water into her hand and reaches up to allow some to drip into her hair, onto the crown of her head.

Jin watches as Tia then cleanses her body, watching the delicate bubbles being left behind with each swipe. She glances at him, flashing the most heart-wrenching smile, looking like a goddess on a mission to steal his heart. He notices that when she rinses the suds, she starts from her neck, only going in downward motions. The sheen that the water creates on her skin makes her look even more tantalizing and the bits of petals that stick to her only adds to her goddess-like appearance. Tia stands after unstopping the tub’s drain, and does the same downward movements to the lower half of her body, allowing the water and ingredients to flow down the drain.

“With the combined power of each herb and fruit in this cleansing bath.

My intentions are to cleanse my mind and body of the negativity that has crossed my path.

With downward strokes I send it away from me,

to swirl down the drain and set me free.

As I step out of this bath, I am reborn, filled with love, light, and positive energy; my mind, body, and spirit restored.”

Jin remains silent this whole time, just keeping Tia company as she requested while trying to respect the process of her cleansing bath, but his curiosity is eating at him.

“Why did you rinse the lather off like that? And when you put the water on your head…It seemed very ritualistic and meticulous,” he mentions while helping Tia out of the bath, wrapping her in the large towel that was left on a hook for her.

“Thank you. Well, as I cleansed my skin of the day's dirt, sweat, or whatever else and cleansed myself of that negative energy, I released it all down the drain. Not swiping it up and around, but just down and away from me. Also, I didn’t want to get my hair soaking wet, that’s why I dripped the water onto my crown. Whenever I leave the house, over the next few days, I’ll cover my hair with a white headwrap, just to protect it as it’s one of the most powerful sources of energy. I’m feeling a little vulnerable after all of this, so I want to be safe.”

“Oh, wow. You are very knowledgeable when it comes to all of this. It’s quite fascinating. How long will you need to protect your crown?”

“Ummm, maybe a week. Well, it’s important to protect your energy in general, but when it comes to physically protecting it, it really just depends on how I’m feeling or whatever downloads I receive. I’m still learning so I honestly don’t have all of the answers to the practice.”

“I could talk to you about this all day. My eyes have definitely been opened today,” he says, rubbing the thick towel up and down her arms and back.

“So, you’re woke, huh?”

“Woke? Like, awake?”

Tia laughs at Jin’s response, and he smiles at her amusement. When they come out of the bathroom, the guys seem to be up to something and are all laughing again.

“What are y’all doing out here?” Tia looks around, studying their expressions after they disperse, and all signs are pointing to Taehyung. “Tae?”

“Damn, you’re good. You found the culprit immediately,” Yoongi says with a smirk.

“Snitch,” Taehyung jokes and erupts into laughter when Tia approaches his side of the bed to attack him with tickles.

“What did you say, huh? You’re a comedian now, I see. You’ve been kiki’ing ever since I came back up here,” Tia talks shit while tickling him breathless. “What did he say, Jimin? You’re laughing too?!”

“No!” Jimin yells when the attack is suddenly directed toward him. “Yoongi! Help,” he pleads when he’s able to catch his breath.

Jin watches this play out from the threshold of the bathroom, thoroughly entertained and in awe of how well all the guys get along with not an ounce of jealousy in sight. For him, however, it’s not from the other men, but that feeling does reside deep in the pit of his stomach.

I want this. I want this with them, too. How do I bring this up? Is this by invite only?

“Whatever,” Tia jokes, concluding the tickle session. “This ain’t over.”

“Is that a threat?” Taehyung takes the opportunity to grab Tia’s wrist, pulling her to cuddle between him and Jimin. “What you gonna do? Huh?” Not allowing her to answer, he kisses her softly before deepening the kiss. Jimin jumps right in, holding her to him with his hand pressed against her abdomen between her and Taehyung, and starts to kiss behind her ear. When Tia’s nails begin to gently dig into Taehyung’s chest and tiny moans begin to escape, he continues to tease her. “What are you going to do, Jagi? Tell me,” he asks, speaking against her lips.

“Tae,” Tia whispers, completely under his command.

“Yes, Jagiya? I’m listening,” his deep voice booming through his chest seems to send shivers down Tia’s spine. The moan she releases has each man hard as a rock and ready to please her by any means.

“Fuck,” Jin says to himself, enchanted by the passion and lust that’s quickly filling the room. He places his hands over his crotch in an attempt to hide the effects of what he’s witnessing. “How is it that you guys aren’t jealous of each other? This all seems too good to be true, but I love this,” he says to Jungkook and Yoongi who are the closest to him.

“Bro, we’ve all been where you are right now,” Jungkook informs him. “Wondering how this all works, if we’re weird for wanting to take part in it, and if we would even be invited to join. It feels strange at first to not have those jealous feelings but I’ve realized that we all just want Tia to be happy. I’m finding that as long as there is consideration and respect between us, there’s nothing to feel jealous about.”

“For real?” Jin is amazed to hear Jungkook verbalize all of the thoughts that are swirling through his mind.

“Seriously,” Yoongi says, then explains a synopsis of their experiences, how they all feel a sense of happiness when they see Tia happy, and the concept of compersion. “It’s basically the opposite of jealousy. But, let’s wait for Tia to speak about the details of our relationship. Just know that we feel that pull to you, as well. You’re one of us. Shit, you saw yourself among our past selves earlier. What more proof do you need, right?”

Yoongi has no idea that what he’s just said has healed a place within Jin that he doesn’t speak about, filling a void he’s experienced his whole life. That place that lacked the feelings of belonging and love explodes with a feeling Jin can only assume is akin to euphoria.

He finally gathers the courage to step closer to the side of the bed where Tia’s body is intertwined with Taehyung and Jimin. His heart is racing from the excitement of this new experience, eager to finally be immersed in the warmth of true love and acceptance.

Namjoon’s POV

Sitting in the hospital’s emergency room waiting area, surrounded by coughs, quiet chatter, and the cries of sick children is causing me to want to be back at home even more than usual. Sirens scream from the ambulances pulling into the parking lot and the throbbing pain in my shoulder is uncomfortable, but tolerable. The overstimulation of all of these sensations has me on the edge of my seat, pondering if medical attention is really necessary.

“Maybe we should just come back tomorrow. It’s getting late and the pain is not even that bad, for real,” I explain to Hoseok. “Let’s just go home.”

“Are you sure? You were pushed pretty hard, Namjoon.”

“Yeah, I know, but It’s feeling better already. I’m sure it’ll be fine after icing it for a few days.”

“Oh, no you don’t,” a voice announces as we’re standing to leave. “Tia texted to tell me you were coming and to make sure you were taken care of, so stop right there.”

“John! How are you?” He and Hoseok exchange greetings before John approaches me. I pull him into a bro hug, but when I lift my hand to pat his back, the sharp pain jars me, traveling down the length of my arm, and causes me to hiss and groan in pain.

“Feeling better already, huh?”

“Fuck you, Hoseok,” I say through clenched teeth but full of playful banter, then we follow John to the back.

I am beyond grateful that he has taken the time to come to check me out. After getting a few x-rays, a nurse escorts us to the patient room to wait for his prognosis.

“I can’t believe you were trying to go home. You are, obviously, in serious pain,” Hoseok says. “You miss Tia that much, huh?”

“You know me well. I miss her and the others always but I notice it’s worse when I’m uncomfortable. My thoughts are like stormy waters, waves crashing in my head, but when I’m at home, they are calm and still. That, and I hate hospitals.”

“That makes perfect sense. I get it. Even with all the madness that was going on around us, I am still more content there than anywhere else. Even more so than at my parents’ place which is where I should feel the most safe, you know?”

We continue to chat and bond over our common love until John knocks on the door then enters.

“Well, your x-rays look good and judging by the bruising around the area, it could have been much worse. What happened?”

I give him a summary of the events of the past couple of days, minus the attack, death, demons, and ghosts. Hoseok and I made sure to respect Tia’s right to tell him and Grey herself.

“Wow! I’m glad you weren’t further injured by the shards of glass and wood from the window. You definitely got lucky,” he says, “and I’m sure Taehyung will have that window repaired in no time. Alright, so, we’ll have to pop that joint back into place. I’ll send you home with some pain and anti-inflammatory meds to keep you comfortable. It’s downhill after this. Are you ready?”

Hoseok’s POV

I don’t think we were gone for even a couple of hours, thanks to receiving the VIP treatment in the ER. Namjoon begins to stir in the passenger seat as I pull into the driveway after taking the opportunity to rest thanks to the mild sedative he received at the hospital. John also sent him home with a real sling and an ice pack, along with the medicine.

“I hope you were able to get some good rest. How are you feeling?”

“Yeah, I did. I’m feeling much better now.” He reaches over to hold my hand. “Thank you so much for taking me,” he says.

“Of course. You know I got you,” I say, rubbing my thumb across his skin.

Once we open the front door, we are welcomed by the smell of home. Of Tia. Aware of what is likely going on upstairs, we decide to not announce ourselves, not wanting to interrupt anything, and climb the stairs to our bedroom. I’m assuming that the guys have set our plan into motion. At the bedroom door, we see Tia sandwiched between Taehyung and Jimin, with Jin leaning over the bed. He’s kissing her lips delicately with Tae licking and fondling her breasts. Jimin licks and kisses that sensitive spot at her nape that we’re all aware of before he peppers her back with wet kisses, slowly traveling down her spine. Jungkook is sitting on the chair, manspreading with his towel wide open, only serving as a barrier between his skin and the chair’s upholstery. His lips are parted as he’s breathing heavily, his hand rising and falling slowly caressing the smooth skin of his penis. Yoongi is enjoying the show, leaning against the wall, mouth ajar with his tongue playing at the corner of his mouth. His hand is stroking his bulge through his thin pajama pants.

“Fuck,” Namjoon and I voice in unison, completely entranced by the scene before us. Jungkook and Yoongi notice us at the door and smile welcomingly. I was hoping to be able to shower before we begin tonight’s activities, and Namjoon mentions it as if he can read my mind.

“Hey, I’m going to take a quick shower. Are you coming?”

“Yeah, I need to freshen up and I want to help you, too. Go ahead and start the water. I’ll grab clothes for us to wear later.”

After I grab our things, I make my way toward the bedroom. I must admit, when passing Yoongi as he’s standing next to the door, I briefly picture myself kneeling in front of him to free his throbbing dick from its cotton confines. My mouth waters at the visual and I can imagine his smooth skin brushing against my lips, sliding across my tongue, and traveling down my throat. I’ve never had any desire to be with a man sexually before meeting these guys, now I’m not opposed to it. Hell, I’m looking forward to it.

When we lock eyes, I wonder if my desire for him is shining through mine, able to be seen as I can see in his eyes. As I’m passing through the bathroom door, I can’t resist the urge and reach out to stroke his forearm with a feather light touch, taking notice of the veins bulging through his skin under my fingertips. As he continues to stroke himself, he takes his bottom lip between his teeth, closes his eyes, and leans his head against the wall as I disappear through the door.

Inside, I find Namjoon removing the sling before attempting to take off his shirt.

“Here. Let me,” I offer and he accepts immediately. I hold the shirt, allowing him to pull his left arm out then snake it over his head and down his hurt arm. I feel the need to ask permission before removing his pants and underwear. “May I?”

“Yes.”

I lean over to pull his bottoms down, and I’m taken aback when my fingers graze his skin. My heartbeat quickens and I notice that his breathing deepens. The look in his eyes and the way his dick springs up to his stomach lets me know that he’s just as shocked at this feeling as I am. Shocked at the need to be closer to him.

Yoongi’s POV

The sexual tension in the house is thick and I find myself enjoying the feeling of suffocating under its weight. Between the sounds that Tia is making, the scene before me, and the feeling of Hoseok’s fingers scorching my skin is driving me insane. I’m in need of relief. I continue to tease myself, unable to tear my eyes away from the three pieces of my heart in human form, mixed and tangled onto each other on the bed, I’m unsure what limbs belong to whom. Jin is now laying behind Taehyung’ who has disappeared under the covers still fondling Tia’s breasts. Jimin is also under the covers behind Tia, doing God knows what, but whatever it is, it’s apparent that she’s enjoying it.

Jin devours her lips, swallowing her moans and whimpers. I’m so incredibly turned on, my knees are beginning to get weak. Jungkook catches my attention, pointing into the bathroom. I look through the door and see Hoseok and Namjoon’s silhouettes in the fogged shower, with Hoseok holding Namjoon close to him, kissing him passionately. Fuck, I don’t know how much more of this I can take. I’m so turned on and yet there is a sense of relief. Seeing those two like that in the shower makes me feel safe to explore the thoughts I’ve been having. The scene soothes the ache, the longing I’ve been pushing down for so long.

Jungkook’s POV

It’s becoming tougher to fight the urge for relief as the minutes pass. Yoongi seems to be struggling just as bad as, if not more than, I am. Namjoon and Hoseok finally emerge from the bathroom, both sporting similar attire to myself, white plush towels wrapped around their waists.

“Are we ready?” I ask, to which the men nod in agreement. “Yoongi, where did you put her ‘clothes’?”

He reaches under the duvet on the side of the bed closest to us to reveal her outfit for the night.

“Hey, guys. Sorry to interrupt, but it’s time for Tia to get dressed,” Yoongi announces which causes Taehyung and Jimin to excitedly appear.

“Noooooooo,” Tia whines breathlessly.

“Don’t worry baby. We have all night,” Hoseok reassures her. “Come here.”

Jin gets up and helps her climb over Taehyung and off the bed, leaving her towel somewhere discarded in the linens, then brings her over to us. Taehyung and Jimin take this opportunity to strip the bed of the duvet, leaving the waterproof blanket spread across the bed.

“What are you guys up to? What do you mean it’s time for me to get dressed?”

He stands her with her back to us and Yoongi begins. He places kisses on her skin before he pulls the leather collar around her neck and adjusts the strap down the center of her back.

“Ah, that’s cold,” Tia cries when the metal ring swings, making contact with her skin.

“Sorry baby,” Yoongi says and continues.

After placing kisses to her wrists, he straps leather bands around them then connects them to the ring at the base of her back, binding her hands behind her.

He causes her body to twitch when he kisses her back, then secures a leather belt just under her breasts. Tia moans quietly when Yoongi continues kissing down her spine, then the rounds of either side of her plump ass. He places the thigh belts on then instructs, “Come lay on the bed.” She turns to face him then he assists her to sit, first, before Tia lays back with her arms under her body. Her facial expression seems to be a mix of anticipation, uncertainty, and excitement. “Legs up.”

She does as Yoongi says and he connects the thigh belts to the leather harness fastened around her bust, exposing her pussy to us.

“Fuck, Tae was right. You are hot and ready for us, huh?” I ask knowing that she is oblivious to what I’m referring to. We just chuckle as Taehyung leans over to get a closer look, nearly putting his face in it. The kisses from Yoongi and the makeout session with Jin, Taehyung, and Jimin has her core glistening with need.

“Yoongi has you looking so pretty in your little outfit,” Jimin teases.

“The key word is little,” Tia laughs. “Where did you guys find this?”

“You’re worried about the wrong thing, sweetheart” I tell her. “You just lay there and shut that pretty little mouth until we decide to put something in it.” I can see the fire in her eyes, ready to be dominated and used by us.

“All done. Tae, can you put her in the middle of the bed, please?” Yoongi asks for assistance as he’s lifting her up from the bed. “Ass up. Face down.”

“On it,” Taehyung answers, then stands on the bed to retrieve her from Yoongi and pulls her across the duvet. He kisses her lips then places her down softly, face first on the bed. He gives her ass a firm smack, causing her to moan, before getting down to join us.

“Okay,” Jimin begins. “We need a safe word. Tia can’t really tap out with her hands behind her back like that. You know, just to be on the safe side.”

“It needs to be something random,” Yoongi adds.

“Yeah. What about purple? Bora,” Taehyung suggests.

“Apobangpo,” I throw out.

“Rock Bison,” Jimin contributes.

“Bread Genie,” Jin says.

“Y’all, stop fucking around. Look at our poor baby, ass in the air and helpless, while we’re over here joking around,” Hoseok says. “Let’s just go with Army. Is that cool with everyone? Tia?”

We all agree and Tia nods, keeping her mouth shut just as she was told.

“Good girl,” I praise her and we all climb on the bed. I choose to lay next to her, rubbing the plumpness of her ass. I trace her curves with my fingertips, then find my way to her center. "Damn, Noona, you are so fucking wet." When I effortlessly slide one finger inside, then two, I push in deeper and slowly graze my fingers across the ceiling of her pussy. But just a couple of times. We can’t have her cumming this fast as we have a long night ahead of us. Her body tenses and begins to tremble slightly and the only sound that leaves her is a long, drawn out moan that escapes out of her nostrils. I pull my fingers out, now glistening with her love, and bring them to my mouth. I lick her essence from my digits before asking her, “Are you going to continue to be a good girl for us, Noona? Going to use your safe word if you need to?” She is breathing heavily and agrees with another nod. Kissing that sweet spot along her side, I watch her body quiver. “Are you ready to play?”

A/N:

Whew, Chile… what do you think about Jin's mental turmoil? I can't imagine being put in a situation like that, but I would tear the world up for the people I love, so 🤷🏽‍♀️ What about the guy's mixed emotions toward Tia?

As you can see, the next addition will likely be nothing but pure filth and if you've gotten this far, you shouldn't be surprised. And I have to give a shout out to one of the betas that has been a huge support and rider through this whole thing. @downbad4yoongi, thank you so very much for your help on this! 💜

Ok. Love you. BYYYYYYYYE! 😘😘😘

[polyamzeal]

Hello, i am very new to the whole non-monogamy thing, still trying to discern myself. I saw your post about non-monogamy doesn't necessary mean polyamory. I was wondering if you could explain that or indicate me where I can search and have answers (i do not know which places are trustworthy yet 🙈). It's okay if you can't tho! Thank you and have a nice day!!

Definitely not an easy question to get into without being very lengthy but I would first reference back to one of the oldest posts on this blog that shares one of my favorite resources. Something I kind of call the mall directory of non-monogamy. https://polyamzeal.tumblr.com/post/176682866710/these-pictures-are-not-perfect-and-definitions-can

Here are some summaries of important aspects. All of these are spectrums.

Sexual monogamy = Are the people involved allowed to have sex with other people. Disregards everything else normally associated with sex and focuses on if just the physical act itself is allowed or not allowed with other people and what rules are associated with it.

Emotional monogamy = Are the people involved allowed to have affectionate (especially romantic feelings) for other people. And keep in mind how separate this is from the last point.

Disclosure = How much needs to be communicated to each other. On one end of the extreme is cheating, not telling your partner anything and lying to them about it. This is referred to as UNETHICAL non-monogamy but I think it is a little disingenuous and sugar-coding to leave it off the spectrum. As you move away from that extreme you get to Don’t Ask Don’t Tell (DADT) where you both agree you can be non-monogamous with each other but are not allowed to talk about it at all with each other. On the other end of the spectrum is someone who has to share every single detail about other partners which is also unhealthy and possibly unethical in its own ways.

Restrictions = The last point covers a lot of this but just how much overall freedom someone has in a relationship. What boundaries and rules are in place. Be extra weary when the restrictions are not symmetrical or laterally equal across everybody involved. Unequal restrictions can be part of a consented relationship structure but they are often coerced and manipulated into.

So just some examples to touch upon. Often the closest cousin of polyamory is some form of swinging where which is often categorized as sexual non-monogamy with emotional monogamy as well high disclosure but also high restrictions. As mentions, cheating, DADT, and only allowed to have sex with others when “out of town” involves much of the same but far less disclosure. Meanwhile Open Relationships are often synonymous with Polyamory but by official definitions would have lower disclosure and restrictions than normal polyamory. Polyfidelity could be the reverse that it is similar to polyamory but has very high restrictions and disclosure. Didn’t even touch on BDSM which is a large topic by itself which is kind of in-between swinging and polyamory but also side-steps them entirely in some ways. And there are things that don’t have clear labels like non-monogamy where there is sexual monogamy but very open broad emotional non-monogamy.

I hope this has been helpful.

[dragonageconfessions]

CONFESSION:

So I see a lot of people demanding polyships in the next game but as someone who has been in actual polyfidelitous relationship going on eight years I have no interest in seeing any sort of polyamory/polyfidelity implemented in the game because I know it would NOT be written right. I would need the writers to actually talk with people who are in polyfidelitous/polyamorous relationships BEFORE they even considered it.

And I'm sorry if this angers people but too many people in this fandom think they know how things work just by what they read in fan fiction because for every one good story I've read, nine others have not been great, and some have been grossly inaccurate and even offensive. And while people may say they welcome constructive criticism, want to understand and learn in order to write better, most take immediate offense if you say anything.

Also I don't think the majority in this fandom even realize how there are many different types of polyamory. The majority also don't even understand the term "polyfidelity". So no I don't want to see it simply for the fact it would NOT be done right and the odds there would be one group who would feel left out.  

Sure it would be great to see it but it needs to be done correctly and with dignity. I don't want to see it used as a cheap gimmick to placate the segment of fans who just want every character romancable.