Because there’s gotta be more Eren/Jean discourse before Jean comes to terms with the fact that he’s not getting his ex back. Eren being a smug ass mother fcker about it, too.
OR
Roommate Jean (well, poly boyfriend Jean). “You look pretty like that” prompt.
Maybe reader is handcuffed to a chair or in a bed? She’s an absolute mess because she’s dying to be touched and neither of her boyfriends will indulge her. They’re not sure if they even want to considering how pretty she looks all desperate and restrained. They’ll stroke themselves so close to her mouth, let her think she’ll get a taste. She stains her neck in hopes of getting a lick but they stay ever so slightly out of reach. 🤷🏻♀️
If I keep writing, I’m gonna end up sending a damn drabble to your ask box. 🤣
HIIIII kjt<333 omg.....this is like...such a difficult choice. honest to god i may pocket your first idea for something.....longer than a drabble ;)
so i'm gonna go with the second one bc i am OBSESSED with poly erejean like genuinely. obsessed. might have a part 2 coming for them too solely bc i love them<3
throwing all nsfw under the cut like always
"Not too tight, is it, baby?" Jean tugs the ropes digging into your skin into what has to be the final knot after nearly twenty minutes of positioning, repositioning, and admittedly, a rope burn around your ankle.
"Mm-mmm," you try to assure him around the gag in your mouth, shaking your head no. Jean smiles, places a laughably chaste kiss on your forehead.
"Such a good girl for us, aren't you? He's going to love it."
The ropes were Jean's idea; ever since he'd joined your relationship with Eren, almost everything was Jean's idea, having come so far from the timid, reluctant lover you'd made of him a few months ago. These days, Jean's nearly bouncing out of bed in the morning with a new idea to bring to the bedroom, and neither you nor Eren have the wherewithal to complain about it.
Eren's had a rough few weeks at work, and over coffee this morning, Jean had talked you into a "surprise" for your mutual boyfriend. This surprise had involved a trip to a sex shop, a hardware store, and an hour-long Youtube tutorial on knot-tying, but you'd figured it out together, and it's paid off.
Jean's got your arms above your head, secured to either side of the headboard, and your legs spread wide enough to incite a slight ache in your hips, ankles tied to your thighs and putting your already-dripping cunt on display. A black lace gag is holding your voice back behind your teeth, and the collar Eren and Jean had surprised you with last weekend jingles around your neck when you wiggle experimentally, testing the bonds that Jean's wrapped you up in.
"Can't get out, can you?"
"Mm-mm," you affirm, tugging on the ropes at your wrists to prove your point. Jean grins again, wicked and dark.
"Eren's not the only one getting a surprise today," he muses, knocking around in the nightstand drawer on your side of his bed.
What he pulls out makes your eyes widen.
"I didn't tell you, but I left a little pocket riiight..." Jean trails off, working the vibrator under a little slip in the rope, "here."
He angles it perfectly against your clit, not yet turning it on, but watching your reaction lecherously. You're already running hot with your movements restrained, already starting to feel the hum of lust buzzing through your body.
Before Jean can make another move, you meet eyes meaningfully at the sound of the front door opening, Eren's voice calling out into the empty apartment.
"You guys home?"
"Be right back, don't move." Jean snickers at his own joke, leaving you there bare and unattended.
Unable to move, your other senses hone in on every little bit of stimulus around you. The muffled sounds of conversation between Eren and Jean outside; you can hear Eren's disgruntled grumble, Jean's soothing timbre, but not what they're saying. The annoying, understimulating nudge of the vibrator against your center. The texture of the lace gag against your tongue, the way it's making you drool ever so slightly. And then the door clicks open.
"Fuck..." Eren trails off, eyes going wide. If you look close enough, you can see the front of his pants already beginning to tent. You're not sure what to do, so on display; you can't smile through the gag, can't even move in greeting, really. Jean's turned you into their little fuckdoll in the most literal sense of the word. Jean smirks proudly.
"Isn't she so-"
"So pretty," Eren breathes out, rounding the bed to caress your cheek, brush a thumb over your nipple, "you look so pretty like this, baby."
Jean comes behind Eren, wrapping muscled arms around his waist, palming slightly at the erection forming behind Eren's zipper. "She's all yours, we both are. Whatever you want tonight."
"Whatever I want, huh?" Eren's eyes darken. He turns his head over his shoulder to Jean, catching the other man's mouth in a slow, languid kiss. Watching them pulls a whimper from you, muffled by the gag, but insistent.
Jean breaks the kiss to frown down at you, reach over and flick the vibrator on, ripping a tinny whine out of your throat.
"Behave yourself, you're supposed to be his little surprise, remember?"
Eren smirks down at you through hooded eyes, lets one lazy hand drag soothingly up Jean's neck, lets the other come down to tweak your nipple roughly. "Let her act up a little. Can't punish her if she's not being a brat, right?"
eren is a very overwhelming cuddler. like he will literally curl you up into a ball and sit you on his lap so he feels like he can put his arms around all of you, or will tangle your legs up and clutch you to his chest with both arms when you're spooning so there's no part of you that's not touching him. absolutely stretches out over you and lays his enormous fucking body on you if you don't want to cuddle him. like he has to have all of him touching you if you're available.
My precious fake son, for the “ask me” post, I choose for you to tell your adoring masses a story about you.
HIIIII lovely darling yes i can tell a story. i’m rather boring but this one thing is exciting.
so i worked in a hotel about a year ago in the restaurant on the rooftop. i was closing with another server and our bartender and twenty minutes to close a 7-top asks to sit down. my coworker didn’t want to serve them so i end up taking them, and they were very sweet, if a bit rowdy, ordering expensive drinks and begging us to stay open late for them. they eventually told me they were STEVIE NICKS management team and Vanessa Carlton (the girl who sings a thousand miles!), and offered me 4 free tickets to stevie’s concert the next night to stay open late.
long story short, they all tipped super well and made good on their word- i got four 4th row floor seats (over $1,000 apiece) to stevie nicks for free! best concert ever!!!
this one very special private moment between me and mr. rage from before we were dating that was just so ughudhduhsad we were so rom com back in the day!!! it was very sweet i won't bore
snuggling with my college best friend (who i sadly don't talk to anymore
the entire 5 weeks i was in italy good and bad with my forever best friend and singing in the backyard and twirling around with wine glasses and clubbing in a cave truly magical
driving into visby in gotland sweden for the first time (if anyone knows where that is i will be obsessed with you) i have family ties there and it's so magical genuinely the coolest place ever
sitting on top of a massive plateau on the navajo reservation out in arizona watching the sun set over the desert like .... genuinely one of the most breathtaking things i've ever seen
How little you thought of your best friend Eren masterpiece!? Oh child. Sweet, sweet, child. I see you in the tags and I’m here to tell you to think the world of every damn idea you have to write in that head of yours.
Filth, fluff, angst. Unleash it all unto the internets! You are seriously a gifted little wordsmith.
🥺🥺🥺🥺 it’s literally 10:30am and im gonna cry
thank you so so so much for this kind and validating message, i genuinely have so many things locked and loaded in my docs ready to go and i don’t want to blow up everyone’s dash but i will hopefully have something ~fun~ to post while i work on my series.
you are all being so unbelievably kind to me and i never want any of you to feel like im not listening!! maybe i will post an ask game or something so we all commiserate together about these cartoon men we love so deeply
I'm so late: taro ⇢ if someone called you right now to catch up, what’re the things you’d tell them about?
hiiii kjt <3 my long-forgotten ask game!!!! but i will happily answer just to add to the life-update thing i've got going on right now.
the kitten mr. rage and i got is officially (unofficially bc we don't know his exact birthday) 5 months old, and he's an absolute menace. i had to get up in the middle of this post to fix one of my plants he knocked over. my iron count has been rly low so i've been shoveling red meat and spinach into my mouth like popeye bc iron supplements make me super ill. i became a stanley user bc my mom got me one for christmas and it's the only reusable water bottle i've ever kept up with sorry to be cringe! i bought plants for my house for the first time in two years and everything feels so much brighter <3 MY BIRTHDAY IS IN A MONTH AND A COUPLE WEEKS!!!
is that a satisfactory update? current watches are superstore, a nana rewatch, and saltburn (this is important we'll get back to it later) // current reads: a song of ice and fire book 3, pride & prejudice, a midsummer night's dream (also important!)
anyone who sees this pls drop ur current reads in the replies <3
All I want are tickets to the ERAS tour OR my kids and husband to clean the fckin house.
I have come to terms with the fact that these gifts are absolutely unobtainable and unattainable.
What gifts did you ask for, Rage? Did you receive any?
(I hope you’re feeling better when you wake up. Also, someone better be catering to you!)
KJT MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!! HI!!!!!!!!!!
those are …. sadly rather unattainable gifts, but i have faith in christmas miracles, so hopefully the kjt fam helps you tidy up today. what did you receive for christmas lovey??
i got so many wonderful gifts! mr. rage got me a ken kaneki tshirt (my secret obsession), my family got me a scratching post for my cat, some very cool editions of custom of the country and dracula, TWO pairs of doc martens (!!!!), amongst other things!
also i am feeling much better, thank you :) i am looking forward to digging into the decaf loose leaf darjeeling i got and my new tea mugs to hopefully round out this cold
thank you for checking on me, you’re always the sweetest little love <3
