Six months later

"Please." India pouted, repeatedly kissing Kentrell's lips as he scrolled on his phone, not paying her no attention.

"Kentrell pay attention to meeeee." She whined, holding his face.

"I forgot what you even asked guh'." He chuckled, and she smacked her lips, about to raise off him, and he grabbed her waist, laughing.

"Baby what you said?" He held her down, and she frowned.

"I wanna go on vacation." She held around his neck, and he gripped her ass, laughing.

"Where you wanna go pretty?" He looked back at his phone, and she grabbed his face, making him laugh.

"Look at meeee. Do you hate me Ken? Be honest, I won't cry." She folded her arms, and he laughed again.

"I asked where you wanna go guh'." He pulled her down to kiss him, and she dodged his kisses, laughing as he sucked both of her lips.

"I don't know. Ummm, the Bahamas. Or Hawaii." She told him, and he nodded, looking at his phone.

"Look at fat mama." Kentrell showed her his phone, and she smiled.

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"Ohhh my god I miss my baby." She pouted, and he laughed, watching her jump up, hearing the front door open.

"Hi my baby." India smiled big, scooping her out of Von's arms as Skylar smiled.

"I missed you mama. You had fun with daddy?" India kissed her nose, laughing as Sky slobbered on her face.

"Hey baby." India kissed Von's lips, and he smiled as he sucked her bottom lip.

"Wassup babymama. What y'all doin'?" Von gripped her ass, kissing the side of her face.

"Mama." Skylar mumbled, and India's eyes widened.

"Man fuck." Von frowned as India screamed.

"Yessss! Oh my god yes baby I'm mama. Hi my baby." India kissed all over her face as she kept repeating the word.

"I want my money. 100,000 from both of y'all, y'all lost the bet." India smirked.

"Mane hell nah. Ain't no way. Say Dada fat girl." Kentrell mugged Skylar as she reached for him.

"Dada." Skylar tilted her head to the side, making Von and Kentrell's eyes widen as India smacked her lips seeing them jumping around.

"Let's fucking go!" Kentrell swung Skylar in the air as she loudly giggled.

"I don't care cause she said mama first. I know that's right fat girl." India kissed her cheek, and Skylar clap, going back and forth between the words.

"Who am I Sky?" Von pointed himself.

"Dada." She pointed at him, and he smiled big, making India laugh.

"Hm dada?" Skylar held Kentrell's face, and he nodded, smiling.

"Awww my baby." India gushed at Skylar who giggled, clapping her hands.

"Von what you got on her shirt?" India frowned, and he chuckled.

"Her fat ass was eating chicken nuggets and wasted her honey mustard." He shrugged, leaning over the counter as he scrolled on his phone.

"Smcht. Come on baby." India grabbed Skylar, going to the bathroom to take her a bath.

"What you just finished doin'?" Kentrell asked, leaning down to kiss him, and Von pecked his lips, before looking back down at his phone.

"Took her to my mama shit and to get ice cream. Then to the studio for a lil bit." Von said, pulling at his dread.

"You record somethin'?" Kentrell leaned on his elbow, staring at him.

"Yeah. My dick down yo throat. Fuck out my face nigga." Von laughed as Kentrell smacked his lips.

"Ion take dick. You do." Kentrell slapped his ass, a smirk on his face, and Von immediately mugged him.

"Bitch don't touch my ass fuck wrong wit' you folks?" Von frowned at him, and he laughed.

"I be all in there nigga I ain't tryna hear that." Kentrell waved him off, yawning as he walked back to their room.

Von had ended up liking sex with Kentrell way more than he thought he would. Both of them still preferred India, but often had sex with each other as well.

Von chuckled, sipping from his sprite before stretching as he followed him.

"Kani hurry up mama I'm sleepy." Kentrell called laying in the bed with his hand in his boxers, hearing her laugh from the bathroom as she took a bath with Skylar.

Von yawned as he took off his clothes, leaving him in his boxers, climbing on top of Kentrell.

"Wassup?" Kentrell rasped, and Von chuckled as Kentrell rubbed his ear.

Von didn't say anything as he rubbed his side, both of them closing their eyes.

"I luh' you." Von mumbled, and Kentrell leaned over, kissing his lips. Von held his neck, groaning as Kentrell sucked his tongue.

"Mm, fuck. Come on." Kentrell sat up, pulling his hard dick out of his boxers and sliding down his throat before he had time to process what was happening.

"Take this shit and you better be the fuck quiet. Say, if my fucking daughter come out here before you make me nut I got something for you." Kentrell lowly gritted, rocking his hips into his mouth.

Von groaned around his dick, and Kentrell smirked, holding his dreads.

"Mhm. You say you love me? You love me or this dick? Huh? You love my dick all down yo throat?" Kentrell grunted, fucking his face harder, making him gag.

"Don't make no fucking mess." Kentrell forced his head up to look at him, smirking as Von's eyes rolled back.

"Mm, you feel so good." Kentrell groaned as Von choked on his dick.

"Take this dick. You gone take it? Hm?" Kentrell grunted, biting his lip as he watched Von swallow his dick to keep from gagging, making Kentrell lowly moan.

Kentrell let out a hard grunt once Von gripped his balls, his nut immediately shooting down his throat.

"Fuckkkk." Kentrell groaned, waiting til he finished and then pulled out of his mouth. Von grabbed him up for a rough kiss, making him smile as he kissed him back.

"I love yo fucking mouth." Kentrell lowly gritted, holding eye contact with Von as he roughly gripped his neck.

Von submissive in the moment, had no idea what to do. He hated how much he love how Kentrell dominated him. It made him uncomfortable yet highly aroused at the same time.

"I bet you do." Von lick over his lips, and Kentrell smirked.

"Kiss it. Tell me thank you." Kentrell held his dick to Von's lips, and Von was about to say something when Kentrell cut him off.

"Do what I said." Kentrell's eyes darkened as he tilted his head to the side.

"Thank you." Von rasped, kissing the tip of his dick, making him groan, a smirk plastering on his face.

"You welcome baby. I love you too." Kentrell deviously grinned, pulling his boxers back up and laying down, making Von chuckle.

Von got up, clutching his dick as he walked to the guest bathroom, brushing his teeth.

Once he was done, he walked in the kitchen, grabbing a caprisun and sitting on the couch.

He stared at the TV that was playing Moana as he drunk his caprisun.

"Von. Dayvon." India tapped his shoulder after a few minutes of trying to get his attention.

"Huh?" He looked over at her, and she frowned as she sat down.

"What's wrong?" She asked, and his eyebrows furrowed.

"I didn't even do nothing?" He chuckled, and she tilted her head to the side.

"What you watching?" She asked, and he turned his head to look at the TV, before looking back at her.

"You don't even know. You just had to look. I was calling your name and you was zoned out. And you been drinking from that juice and it's been gone for two minutes now." She said, and he looked down, before laughing, taking the straw out his mouth.

"My fault ma. I didn't hear you." He told her, and she nodded.

"I know. Now what's wrong baby?" She rubbed his face, sitting closer to him.

"Nothing." He said, and she frowned, turning his head to look at her.

"Baby I'm here for you. Don't shut me out." She mumbled, holding his face to softly kiss his lips, and he basically melted in her hand, making her smile.

"I love you so bad. You my best friend." He rasped, and she kissed his nose, smiling.

"I know. Now tell me what happened or we can't be friends no more." She tilted her head, and he laughed.

"My baby sleep?" He asked, "Mhm. With Ken. Why you dodging my question?" She replied.

"Cause I don't know what's wrong. Or if there even is something? I don't know man I be confused on a lot of shit." Von ran his hand down his face.

"Okay so just tell me what happened first and then we go from there." She held his hand, and he rubbed his thumb over hers.

"I be embarrassed telling you the shit I do with Kentrell." He mumbled, and she frowned.

"Why?" She asked, and he shrugged as she turned her head to face him.

"Dayvon how many times I gotta tell you I don't care that y'all do what y'all do? We in a relationship baby, we gone have sex and it's not gone always be all three of us. That doesn't bother me, like at all, and I don't think either of you are any less of a man than y'all was before." She told him, and he sighed, putting his face in his hands.

"Von every time y'all do something, why do you always feel a way after? If you know it makes you uncomfortable, why do you keep doing it?" She asked.

"I don't know Kani damn." He said, before looking over at her.

"I'm sorry baby I didn't mean to say it like that. I'm sorry." He mumbled, and she rubbed his jaw.

"Why do you keep doing it?" She repeated, and he rubbed his temple.

"I don't know. Most of me enjoy it, but then I be feeling like I'm only doing it t-I don't know man. To keep us together? I don't know Kani." He sighed, his leg beginning to shake.

"Von the three of us been together for almost three years. Y'all only just started doing shit like foreal foreal recently. Sex is not what keeps us together. Kentrell wouldn't go nowhere if we didn't fuck him. He just enjoys it more than the average person. But he doesn't look at your, or my body as the reason that we still together." She told him, and he kept his face in his hands.

"Whether either of y'all want to admit it, y'all are in love with each other almost as y'all are with me. And Von that does not make you a bitch, or whatever you think it is. I tell you all the time you still that nigga before and after. Baby we been together two and a half years, did you not think you'd end up loving him too? Why don't you wanna love him?" She pulled his face out of his hands, before she pouted.

"Baby why are you crying? Oh my god Von." She wrapped her arms around his neck, and he pulled her in his lap, silently crying on her shoulder.

"I'm so fucking confused Nikani. I don't know what the fuck I'm doing man this shit is confusing." His leg shook under her as she rubbed his back.

"Von just talk. Just tell me what you thinking. Let me help you baby." She mumbled.

"It's not as hard as I'm making it seem I just c-I don't know. It's just so new and different, even though I been doing it for like six months it's still so fucking new man. And I don't know how to adjust to that part of me because all my life I liked bitc-girls. And I don't even like niggas mane I don't find them attractive at all, but he-I don't know man, fuck. It's like I like being dominated by him, but he so fucking aggressive unintentionally, he be making me feel like I'm his bitch." Von rambled to her.

"And that's the part I don't like. I don't like questioning if I'm still fucking masculine. I don't like fucking this nigga without you. I be uncomfortable until it get going unless you there. I tell this nigga all the time I don't like when he talk or handle me like I'm his bitch cause I'm still that. I know I am, I just be questioning if it's still there." He continued talking.

Unbeknownst to the both of them, Kentrell was standing in the hallway, listening in the dark.

"Sometimes I be wanting to cut the shit off because I hate questioning my masculinity. It make me feel like-insecure? I don't know the word for it man. But the other part of me love the shit so fucking bad. And I don't fucking know why because I'm not fucking gay man this shit is so fucking ir-." Von became more upset, and India cut him off.

"Okay baby. Shit Von that hurts boo let me up." She hissed as his fingers dug into her skin, and he immediately let her waist go.

"I'm sorry. I didn't realize ma. I'm sorry." He mumbled, rubbing her sides.

"It's okay. What do you wanna do? You wanna end it or n-the fuck?" India quickly got off of Von, going to guest room.

"Kentrell stop. What are you doi- baby stop." India grabbed Kentrell as he repeatedly threw his fist into the wall, breaking through all four layers of the thick wall, his fist bleeding from trying to punch through the brick.

"Baby stop, oh m-Kentrell." She grabbed his fists, holding them to his sides as he breathed hard.

"I didn't mean to Kani. I don't want him fucking feeling like that because of me mane." Kentrell huffed, his dreads in his face.

"You heard that?" She asked.

"Fucking all of it and I don't mean to be like that I can't help it." Kentrell slightly mugged, before his attention went to the door where Von stood.

"I'm sorry." Kentrell mumbled, his voice raspy.

"It's not you. It don't got nothing to do with you folks nem." Von ran his hand down his face, and Kentrell put his face in India's neck.

"Tell me what to do mama, what I'm posed to say?" He spoke low in her ear to where only she could hear.

"Come on." India grabbed his hand, then grabbed Von's pulling them to the living room. She sat down, and they sat on the sides of her.

"No. Sit by him." India stood up, pushing Kentrell next to Von and then sitting back down.

"Tell him." India looked at Kentrell.

"I don't know what I'm supposed to say mane. I don't be meaning to make you feel a way, I tell you all the time I can't help it. I told you to cut shit off with me if you felt like that and you keep coming back. Just cut it off, you not comfortable with it and ain't shit wrong with that mane." Kentrell looked over at Von as he stared straight ahead.

"I don't think you fucking understanding me when I say I like it. I just d-I don't like it at the same ti-see what I'm saying? This shit is confusing." Von frowned at India, who kept her face blank.

"I think you do like it Von. All of you." She said, and his frown deepened, and Kentrell looked over at her.

"Are you invalidating the way I feel?" Von tilted his head to the side.

"No baby. Listen. You said the only part that you don't like is the way you have to question your masculinity right? It's because Kentrell, you're always in control. You always the one dominating. You don't ever let him be in control sometimes. So you don't understand how he feels because you haven't gave him head yet, or let him fuck you. You not allowing him to even bring out his masculine side, you just naturally dominant, and he doesn't like that." India explained, and both of them had unreadable expressions on their face.

"She right?" Kentrell looked over at Von, who slowly nodded, slight confusion written across his face.

"Mane I can't, not, be dominant. I don't feel comfortable in no way if I'm not in control. That's why we just need to dead this shit and stick with Kani because it's not gone work." Kentrell told him.

"That's not fair Ken." India frowned, and he turned his head, a mug on his face.

"You don't get to just dead anything because you not comfortable no more. You didn't care when he wasn't, you still got at him. Now that we figured out what the problem is, you wanna dead it? That's not fair. Every time he tried to dead what y'all do, you went back. Not him. You're always the first to make the move and you know that." India frowned at him.

"It look like I give a f-." He started, and she cut him off, grabbing his face.

"Don't do that. I didn't cuss you out, and he didn't cuss you out either. You don't get to get upset, you need to talk baby." She held his face, and he groaned in frustration, running his hand down his face.

"I honestly don't know what y'all want me to do because I'm not sucking no dick or none of that. I'm not comfortable with that, I don't really care how y'all see it. And I know it sound selfish but it's the truth. Whenever me and you do shit, you be down. Every single time. It just be afterwards when you get uncomfortable. I always make sure you good and if you ever really wanted to stop, I would've. But I'm not comfortable with doing no other shit, like at all." Kentrell looked at Von as he spoke, and Von rolled his eyes.

"We ain't even say you had to do nothing. You only see shit from your point of view and that shit aggravating. You so fucking selfish, you don't even really give a fuck how I'm feeling you just gone cut it off without even seeing where I'm coming from. I never fucking asked you to su-man fuck this. You right, that shit over. That shit is fucking done, don't fucking touch me ever again or Ima thrash yo shit and I put that on my daughter life. Try it." Von spoke, before grabbing his keys and walking out of the house, slamming the door.

"Kentrell." India pouted at him, and he shrugged.

"I don't give no fucks mane. Fuck that nigga. You my girlfriend, not him. I don't give a fuck if he call himself 'breaking up' with me. The fuck? Using that nigga for sex any fucking ways." Kentrell said, and India's eyes switched over to the door as Von walked back in, lunging at Kentrell, and the two of them began fighting.

"Oh my fucking god." India groaned in frustration as they knocked stuff over in the living room, both of them throwing hard hits.

She watched as they made each other bleed, never losing their quick pace as the time went on.

"Okay stop. Stop baby you good. Stop please." India pushed them apart, grabbing Von's torso.

"Using who for fucking sex?! Bitch you wasn't fucking using me, yo dumbass in fucking love with me. You tell me you love me all the time and now it's 'Oh I'm using him for sex'. Nigga fuck you. You ain't using a bitch ass thang'." Von huffed, spitting blood on the ground.

"In love with your fucking mouth nigga I told you that. Ain't finna argue wit' you bitch you be getting fucked in yo ass. Fuck is you talking b-." Kentrell was cut off as Von threw a hard punch at his jaw, making him hiss.

"Don't fucking play with me Kentrell. Don't fucking do that man I'll kill you in this bitch I don't give a fuck about none of that." Von struggled to get out of India's grip, and she tried not to cry, becoming frustrated.

"Do me something bitch, fuck is you sayin'? You bleed the same way I d-man India get the fuck out the way." Kentrell pulled her off of Von, before swinging on him.

India watched the two of them try to kill each other as they fought, while she wiped her face trying to stop her tears from flowing. This was so overwhelming and it wasn't even about her.

"Please stop. Baby stop please." India pushed them apart again, grabbing Von.

"What the fuck do you keep grabbing him for? Like he the only one feeling some type of way? I need you too India, the fuck? You want him more than me or something?" Kentrell mugged her, his nose leaking blood.

"What? Kentrell n-." She started, and Von cut her off.

"If she did? Nigga I be here for her more than you. You basically be using her for fucking sex. Always describing how she please you instead of who she really is. If she did want me more, fuck you gone do about it? Bitch you ain't gone touch her and I know that for sure. Fuck is up?" Von wrapped his arm around India's shoulder, and she frowned.

"No I never s-." India started, being cut off by Kentrell.

"Oh word? Man fuck this. I don't give a fuck about none of what you saying mane I'll air this bitch out on god. Don't give a fuck about none of that." Kentrell walked out of her house, slamming the door.

"Move India." Von's voice hoarsely said, pushing past her and out of the door.

"Oh my fucking god."

Now how the hell that become India fault? I'm so damn silly. Lol. < Sarcasm. Soooo, who y'all want to die? 😏