I noticed you don't write poly but is a love triangle thing out of the question?
It would be between Jax and Ragatha but they're not really romancing each other yknow? Instead it's more like they're fighting over reader like Jax makes out with you and brings it up later to rub it in Ragatha's face and later Ragatha eats you out.
If you can't tell I like these two a lot : )
hello anon! I've actually been meaning to change that rule sinnce i started writing bunnydoll x reader, so feel free to send in a request for my favorite throuple! a small blurb for you anon, sorry it's not exactly what you sent in. jax x reader x ragatha, no ragatha x jax.
jax loved getting under ragatha's skin, he loved even more using you to get it done. today he was on a particular kick.
“she enjoys our planned dates better than yours.”
“she knows I'm a better kisser.”
like he was desperately trying to prove to ragatha, or maybe even himself that he's the best partner for you. it wasn't that he was trying to steal you from ragatha. that part doesn't bother him at all, jax just needs her to know he's the best. every little thing is a competition for the purple rabbit.
and now he was going to prove it.
“i’ll go first, you go after and we'll make her choose.” jax explained smugly, arms crossed over his chest while he grins at ragatha from in front of your door. rage fills the ragdoll so quickly, that her cotton face starts to turn red.
“no! i’m not making her choose, that's ridiculous.” before she can explain on her own, jax has to taunt her like it's his day job.
“because you know I'll win?” ragatha throws her arms up in the air at his words. it's been constant bullshit all day, and she's tired of it. she pinches the bridge of her nose and takes a deep breath.
“because i’m good enough of a partner not to exploit our girlfriend like that.” it's now her turn to be smug, arms crossed matching jax, and nose pointed towards the ceiling.
“i’m not exploiting her, oh my god, rags.” he's annoyed now, so he opens your door and enters the room, unabashedly.
it wasn't uncommon for jax to just come in real quick, take your breath away from kissing and leave. he liked having that power over you, liked being able to make your knees wobble everytime his lips meet yours. or at least that's what you assumed.
today wasn't any different from that, or so you thought. you were sat on your bed, back propped against your headboard as you read a book. you'd literally go insane if you didn't have something to do, thank goodness for the conjuring gimmick.
your attention is pulled from the words you were reading as soon as the door opened. jax came in, eagerly, desperate to get his lips on yours. he tried to ignore ragatha's words, by pushing your book out of your hand so he can straddle you. pulling your attention solely on him, making the world fade away. jax’s lips envelope yours immediately, pulling a whimper from deep in your throat.
his lips move fluidly against yours, pulling you into him completely. making you forget everything that isn't him for just a moment. he stops for a second, placing his forehead against yours so you can catch your breath. your chest heaves slightly, and your eyes gloss over a little bit as you look at him. lips wet with drool you shared, eyes half-lidded.
“would it be mean to ask you to choose who's a better kisser between me and ragatha?” he says it quietly, like he's afraid ragatha is secretly correct.
you open your mouth to answer but he calls ragatha in first. your eyebrows furrow together in confusion, “did you plan this?” the slightest bit of amusement to your tone.
“well, no, jax tried to, but I wouldn't go along with it.” ragatha clearly explains, to which jax rolls his eyes in reply. annoyed by her holier than thou thought process, or at least that's how he saw it. to ragatha, she just didn't want anyone to assume the worst of her.
there's a pause in the room, before jax speaks, filling the silence once more.
“well, come on, dollface, she can't properly choose until she's kissed us both.” he offers, much to ragatha's dismay. she wants to yell at him that she won't make out with you for his amusement, but she's sure that will have the opposite affect.
“okay.” she relents walking over to the bed, where you're layed down, jax on your side. ragatha gently comes to settle herself on your lap, leaning down to settle her lips on yours. you're happily eager to kiss both of your partners.
ragatha can feel a sweat beginning to form on the back of her neck, like she can feel jax's eyes on her. she tries to push it away, but you can feel her anxiety. you settle your hand on her thigh to comfort her in this situation.
as soon you're finished making out, ragatha's cheeks burned red and jax begins to ask who's better.
“jokes on you, i never said I'd compare you, i just like kissing you both.” you grin, cheesing at them both. it causes a chuckle to fall from ragatha's lips, amused at you beating jax at his own game.
“you're both good kissers, you both also kiss me differently. raggie is soft and gently and explorative, we take our time together and it's so sweet. and you and i are more passionate and hot and heavy. i need both to be satisfied. i love you both, please stop fighting with each other, for me?” you ask gently, searching both of their faces.
putting a hand on jax’s chest you ease him into laying down, then you pull ragatha against your chest, cuddling them both.
“i guess i can try.” jax offers, comforted by the warmth of both yours and ragatha’s bodies, not that he'd ever admit that. ragatha hums along, easily falling asleep against you after jax’s acts of terrorism against her. and you can't help but smile to yourself, comforted by your loves.
