Owner!Simon who basically has hybrid!reader on loan from price because he’s desperately hoping your behavior will rub off on Soap, who’s proving absolutely impossible to train. Boy tears up all of this toys and bedding, constantly rutting against things and marking territory around the house.
Meanwhile, you’re Price’s good girl. Always waiting at the door quietly when it’s time for home to come home, sitting calm with your head in his lap while he reads in the evening even while your tail wags with reckless abandon. You keep all of your things tidy— your crate and bed are hardly used, you’re calm enough to sleep with Price in his bed.
And at first it goes just like you’d expect— Soap bullies you relentlessly. Chews on your ear while rutting against your ass, keeping you pinned to the floor.
His tune changes a little when Simon cages his cock and has you spread out— you take Simon’s big, leaking dick like a little pillow princess. He rubs yours ears with one hand, another attentively circling your clit and grinding deep into you.
Soap’s cock is twitching and jumping against the metal as he sits in his crate, a puddle of pre under him as he begs to be able to join, to come onto the bed and shove his cock somewhere, anywhere to get some friction.
(It’s not helping that he spends so much time watching you lining up your stuffed animals and keeping them neat and clean, and it’s got him thinking about how you’d keep his puppies.)