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Trapped

Polyester x Reader x Polyurethane

School AU, Slight smut, Reader and Poly brothers are not in a relationship, possible crushing?

Your professor had asked you to grab something from the storage room of the school for a class activity alongside two people. Those people were Polyester and Polyurethane, the two people who you are stuck with inside the storage room.

The three of you were just searching for the object that your professor had asked you to find until you hear a click! from the door. When you tried opening it, but it wouldn't budge. You couldn't push it open. Even the brothers can't open or destroy the door with their weapons.

That's when you all realize someone must've done something, and that someone was the Anarchy sisters.

You were mad at the two, but the brothers look more furious. Apparently, it seems like the sisters bought some kind of object that would lock the people inside the room and in order to get out, they need to do something that the object orders them to do.

And what the object is asking...

At least two people kiss the person they like

A kiss to someone you like? Well... That seems a bit difficult. When you look at Polyester and Polyurethane, you notice they've been looking at you. Once they catch your gaze, they immediately look away with a visible tint on their cheeks.

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Who would've thought you'd get into a situation like this?

You found yourself to be in between the brothers. Polyurethane was on the front while his brother was at your back peppering kisses on your neck as he goes down to your shoulders with his hands gripping your hips. On the front, your lips were intertwined with Polyurethane, hands hugging your waist with his knee in between your legs.

You pulled yourself away from Polyurethane to catch your breath, but your lips were once again taken by Polyester who turned your face to his as he kissed you.

You're sure that the door can be opened at this point, but you can't help but be lost in the moment...

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.

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Once the three of you got out, each of you were all looking disheveled. Your hair was a bit of a mess, uniforms slightly wrinkled and your blazer was unbuttoned.

Though all of you didn't mind much of your appearances as you all rush to your class since it probably started just minutes ago. With a loud baam! from the door, all students in the class had their eyes on all three of you.

Some of them must have realized what happened based on the snickers or some certain stares you all received, while others couldn't care less what happened as they went back to what they were doing before.

You then put the materials at your professors desk as told then immediately went to Stocking and Panty's giving them a glare while the sisters snicker at you.

Amidst the class, the brothers gaze lingers onto you. From their untold feelings for you, they wonder if there's any meaning to you about what happened earlier.

I can't believe I just noticed my asks weren't on 😭 it's now turned on so NOW you can request. I might make another paswg school AU x reader again. Also, someone else already did a very similar situation like this with the Poly brothers which is this fic

[lynnahuyn]

My Boyfriend, My Weekend

First of all, please overlook the little flaws - and thank you.

Sunday – A Weekend with My Boyfriends

𐙚⭑.ᐟ Waking up in bed… not with one, but with two boyfriends. Guess what day it is? Oh, right - Sunday, a perfect day off to spend with them. But wait, you already have plans with Panty today… So maybe love will have to wait?

⭑.ᐟ First things first, you need to escape their arms. Every morning it’s the same: trapped between them, hugged like some kind of plush toy. It’s sweet, but honestly so hard to deal with. You was still debating whether to wake them up when a sleepy voice whispered in my ear, Polyurethane:

“Mmm… Why are you up so early? It’s the weekend… stay in bed with me a little longer.”

He inched closer, tightening his embrace. And then Polyester spoke up too, calm and composed as always:

“That’s right. It’s Sunday… which means we should spend even more time together.”

⭑.ᐟ You let out a quiet sigh, glancing at your two boyfriends who were still tangled up in sleep, and decided to endure their clinginess for a little while longer. About fifteen minutes later, you and the pair of troublesome twin angels finally managed to get out of bed.

“So, where are we going today? Shopping, movies, or… maybe the casino?”

Polyurethane asked brightly, his voice still carrying a trace of drowsiness.

“hmm...”

You hesitated, fidgeting with your hands before speaking up softly

“Um… sorry, but I already have plans with Panty…”

Both of them whipped their heads toward you in unison, brows furrowing sharply.

“Huh? Excuse me, WHAT?”

The way they dragged out the words—loud, over-the-top, almost theatrical—would have been funny if not for the heavy tension in the room. You rubbed the back of your neck awkwardly, caught between guilt and amusement, while the two of them looked as if they wanted to say the same thing:

“You’re seriously ditching us for Panty? Is she really more important than we are?”

You still left the house that morning, running off to your so-called “new loves” - Panty and Stocking.

The whole day was nothing but fun; being with them felt like hanging out with soulmates. Sure, the three of you bickered like cats and dogs, but once you paired up, no one could stop your chaotic energy. By the end of the day, they even invited you to a sleepover.

“Ya, see you tonight,” you waved cheerfully.

—

But when you pushed the door open later that evening, you were greeted by two very unpleasant faces: Polyurethane and Polyester. You’d expected this, but seeing them sulking in person still made you feel a little guilty.

You tried to sound casual, almost like you were just announcing a fact:

“Uh, just so you know… I won’t be sleeping here tonight. I’ll be at Panty’s.”

The twins immediately snapped in unison:

“No way!”

.

.

“... Why?”

—

You know

This idea is...

Completely wrongs.

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“...Never!”

What the hell? Spending the entire day without you wasn’t enough, now they had to lose you overnight too? The thought of you laughing all day with Panty and Stocking — glowing, radiant, utterly happy — while they were left behind, waiting their turn, burned like salt on an open wound.

....

So no, the sleepover was canceled. The two of them needed you tonight, to “compensate” for their emotional damage.

And so, because of those pitiful, pleading faces, you lost all sense of reason and gave in — choosing to stay home with them instead.

That night, while you were just trying to watch a movie, both of them clung to you tightly. Then came the kisses — so many kisses, all over your face, trailing down to your neck, to your collarbone. They whispered that they’d missed you, that the day had been nothing but empty without you.

“Please… stay with us a little longer. Don’t leave again,” they murmured, voices soft but desperate.

At that moment, they looked like a pair of drenched kittens, so heartbreakingly adorable you couldn’t resist. Little did you know, though, they were actually sly foxes, using your sympathy as an excuse to cover you in kisses.

And when it was finally time to sleep, they each latched onto you like a pair of possessive vines, holding you so tightly you could barely breathe.

“Goodnight—”

Each of them pressed a kiss against one of your cheeks, and just like that, you drifted off into a hazy sleep.

By the end of the weekend, the only thing etched into your memory were their endless kisses. Moah, moah…

—End

[linawu1912]

Hi, can I request a scenario with the Poly Angel twins, about aftercare after a wild night? Something sweet but with naughty touches. ☺️

(I apologize if it's not clear; English isn't my first language.)

Hi! What a cute scenario, and don’t worry, English isn’t my first language either!

Polyester and Polyurethane x Reader

After care!

•Okay, this was on you — when you thought you were going to have a quiet night, you didn’t expect those two siblings to show up almost in the middle of the night saying they were bored.

•Polyurethane was complaining that it had been a long day at work and wanted to be spoiled (it was honestly cute, like a pampered kid), while Polyester threw himself onto the couch exhausted. You thought they wanted to cuddle up and rest… big mistake thinking that.

•Well, they did cuddle, but there were extra things before that—A LOT of extra things. You didn’t expect them to be so repressed.

•You fell right into their trap — they acted all sweet and tired, and the moment you let your guard down, BAM! They pounced on you.

•The next morning you woke up with pain all over your body, especially in the back, with the other two angels cuddled up next to you.

—Tsk… sleeping so peacefully after almost killing me.

•With what little energy you had left, you tried to get up and head to the kitchen for some water, when you suddenly felt two arms wrapping around you from behind.

—Hmm… stay…— the pink-haired one mumbled sleepily, burying his face in your neck.

—Ugh, five more minutes…— the purple-haired one spoke next, hugging you tighter and burying his face in your chest.

•Now you’re trapped. From what they told you, their work schedule doesn’t start for another two hours, so you’ll be stuck here for quite a while.

•Suddenly, you felt something wet on your neck—the blue-eyed angel was leaving small kisses on the hickeys he’d given you yesterday, while the ruby-eyed one was gently massaging the spots where there were marks.

—Mm… sorry for going overboard yesterday, I’ll make it up to you now.

—Just relax here.

•It felt nice—soft lips and gentle hands on your sore skin felt so good. Who would’ve thought these two could turn into such little shits with their cousins?

•Then you felt the kisses turn into licks, and now into nibbles, same happened with the massage—Polyester’s hands were now wandering way too far down.

—…really, right now?

Not one of them answered, and they continued with what they were doing. This time, Polyurethane was covering your face with kisses.

—We still have plenty of time before our schedule, cutie.

—Relax, we’ll be gentler now.

—…

•Well, they were definitely gentler now compared to last night when they were like animals, but they still had some energy left before their shift, so they spent it spoiling you.

—Good job! I knew you could handle it—said the younger sibling, ruffling your hair.

—You were very good. After our shift, we’ll bring you a gift—said the other, pressing his cheek against yours.

—…no more of this for at least a few days…

•You’d definitely go through it again, but this time you’d actually enjoy it—caresses, kisses, rubbing… and WITHOUT going too far. Your body was already begging for a break.

[saintxlaw]

HIGHER. [Polyester & Polyurethane + Reader]

━╋ Summary: “So tell me- is it a crime to want them all; how could I decide on either or?”

━╋ Contains: SMUTTTTT GOOD LORD TURN BACK NOW CHILDREN-, no plot whatsoever, I went absolutely coke squirrel nuts, top! Polyester and Polyurethane because of the plot, plot = me, lotttssss of kissing, even more tongue, dirty talk, fingerfracking, cursing, double penetration, NO incest, NO sexual contact between the brothers because wtf do y’all think this is🤨, this is still a wh♡rehouse, but this is a wh♡rehouse with STANDARDS, bit of manhandling, spitting, dacryphilia, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, choking, squirting, mind break, this is intense, multiple rounds, the twins have big dicks, Polyurethane has a tongue piercing, an@l (f rec.), drooling, tagging this now I realize a few things about myself😭, pvssy spanking, spanking in general, petnames, the kissing is filthy seriously, a hint of degradation, tongue sucking, it gets messy, turn back while your still pure PLEA-

A/N- I apologize in advance but blame @strawberryraviegutz !!😭 she said something about polyester and polyurethane fics first!! This is her fault! Im innocent😭🕊️

━╋ English is not my first language so sorry for any mistakes.

Overwhelmed.

You were soooo overwhelmed.

Shivers constantly wrack your body that is currently sandwiched between their muscle.

Polyester to your left, his brother to your right.

Polyurethane’s mouth is slotted tight against yours, kissing you so deep it’s like he’s trying to eat you. The metal ball in his tongue swipes messily against your palette and you can’t even feel your eyes that have since rolled back into your skull.

Meanwhile, Polyester is no kinder. Licking and biting at your neck, blowing at the trails of saliva he leaves behind just to watch you twitch- cunt squeezing needily around the fingers he’s got fucking your tight hole. The slick piercing of Polyurethane’s laves across your tongue when you break the kiss- the muscle hanging out your mouth as you try to catch your breath. The nice thing to do would be to let you.

Where’s the fun in that?

Polyurethane coos- before sucking your tongue right into his own mouth. Polyester hisses at the sudden gush of slick from your pussy, hard clit throbbing erratically under his thumb. Warbled moans escape your mouth caught in a kiss that already sounds so pornographic you could cum from that alone.

Another tongue traces the shell of your ear, wet and heavy before sucking the whorl inside and you cry.

“C’mon”, Polyurethane pops off your swollen lips, breathing against your panting mouth, “open your mouth up some more for us, pretty.”

“Yeah, I want some too”. Polyester moans, lapping a fat trail up your jugular to suckle more hot welts onto the sensitive skin, swooping down to take your mouth in a kiss that’s just as filthy as the one his brother had been dominating you with.

The lack of metal in his mouth is a nice contrast along with the almost teasingly obscene way Polyester kisses you compared to the hypnotically intense way Polyurethane does.

Your lips slide and suck against each others when you feel another two fingers slide down your flushed body, squeezing inside you beside Polyester’s. Heat washes over you like molten lava- consuming you with how full you feel. Polyester kisses you harder, moaning as he slurps into the humid cavern, licking hungrily across your teeth and sucking your bottom lip.

Hands and mouths are everywhere and it quickly gets to the point where you don’t know which is which or where they stop and you begin.

Four fingers work seamlessly in tandem to drive you off the cliff of your sanity— thrusting away at the rough patch of nerves along your walls, basking in the sloppy noises coming from your cunt and playing thumb war with your clit. It’s both heaven and hell.

“God, you’re so loud baby.” Polyurethane rasps against your cheek, nipping the flesh at your cute hiccuping gasps.

“S’probably because she’s gonna cum soon, aren’t you?”

Your moans turn into wails, looking every bit the whore as tears roll down your cheeks. Polyurethane licks it up with a sick grin. Polyester’s fingers spreading you open while Polyurethane knuckles at your g-spot watching your brain leak out your pussy. Somehow, you’ve gotten even louder.

“Yeaah, she is”, he scoffs. “Easy little slut.”

Polyester barely has the swollen bud of your tit out from between his teeth, Polyurethane spanking punishing swats directly on your poor clit, your thudding pulse racing against the hold he has on your throat squeezing lightly with his tongue in your mouth when you just can’t take anymore- falling clean apart at the seams under the onslaught of brutal pleasure.

It’s searing— the way your orgasm burns through you.

You’re screaming, wailing, full on shaking, begging- even praying as you cum so hard it hurt. The twins don’t let up for a second, prolonging your orgasm for as long as you manage to stay conscious. Normally, they’d drag it out longer- really make you beg for it but your cute pathetic little desperate reactions to them; completely beside yourself, were just too divine. (ゝ◡∂）

By the time you come to, they’re sucking you off their fingers, whispering praises as they maneuver your limp body into a different position. Polyester beneath you, Polyurethane behind you; both hard.

Voice hoarse but eager, eyes glossy when you ask,

“W-what now?”

Polyester’s taken to beating your clit with the fat head of his dick, precum leaking from his slit mixing with your juices as Polyurethane spreads you open. Whistling lowly at the sight you make. They couldn’t wait to ruin you.

Pushing you down until your burning cheek is flush to the hard planes of Polyester’s body, face resting against his smooth pec; the rest of you in a perfect arch and suddenly feel something prod at your asshole.

You jerk but between the two of them there’s nowhere to go and nowhere you’d want to be.

Polyurethane gets your excitement but he won’t have all that squirming and fidgeting. There’s no warning when his hand comes down on your ass with a deafening ‘crack!!’, leaving you gasping in pain at the delicious burn but staying still for the most part. Polyester coos, sharing a look with his brother.

If you had the presence of self to look at either, you’d know it meant that you’re calling out of work tomorrow.

Hard lengths slide against both your wet holes, applying more pressure at each swipe until they’re pushing in. You moan in unison at the tight fit. For you, it’s because you’ve never been so full. Stuffed to the brim from both ends, the pleasure making you delirious as your mouth drops open in a broken whine— drooling on Polyester’s peck- already fucked out.

For them, it’s a little bit of everything. Your soft curves snug against them, the sodden chokehold your pussy and ass has their cocks in- down to the way your prettily painted toes curl when you try to take what they give you only to cry and whine when you ultimately can’t.

Polyurethane hisses through his teeth, slamming his pelvis tight against you as he jams the rest of the way in, helping himself to your gooey walls when he remembers you asked something earlier.

“Now-”, he lands another heavy hit to your ass, “we have even more fun.”

Polyester thrusts deep, the weight of him brain emptying inside you. Winding his fingers through your hair, he’s pulling your mouth up to his with a groan, kissing you wet and deep. Your tongues mold against each other in your lip-lock, little ‘uh uh’s breaking through here and there as Polyurethane picks up the pace.

“S’ she still in there?” He purrs, cruel and taunting.

“Doesn’t look like it.” Polyester grins back, talking about you like you’re not even there.

It’s so hot you don’t know what to do.

In fact, you’re even concerned that the way you feel now might very well become an addiction. But would having them as your dealers be the worst thing in the world? Polyester and Polyurethane had their differences but they worked well together in everything they did. Wrecking you was no exception.

Thick forearms slide under your arms, pulling you off his lips with a slick ‘pop’, holding you up against another hard body— a big hand moving to collar your throat, squeezing tight enough to make you lightheaded then shaking you gently like a ragdoll. Blue blown eyes look down into your glazed ones with a pout laced with faux pity, licking his lips, the glimpse you catch of the metal ball makes your mouth water.

“Stick your tongue out.”

It’s an order and you obey before it can even finish processing.

Polyurethane grins in satisfaction at how easy you obey. Such an easy girl- rewarding you with another filthily deep grind into your asshole. He watches the muscle twitch in anticipation before laving his own tongue against it in slow licks. Letting the cool ball on his tongue send you into overdrive.

He doesn’t stop licking your tongue until both your mouths are wet with your shared saliva that he sucks off your tongue— before spitting right down your throat.

“Swallow.” He’s nasty with it, smooching your top and bottom lip as he waits.

On another solar system at this point, you obey, tightening like a vice. Engorged clit pulsing so hard that when Polyester goes to bully it; flicking the wet nub with strong fingers- you squirt. Liquid gushing gracelessly out of you wetting the man beneath you, you can’t even pull yourself together enough to be embarrassed about it, visceral groans tearing from your throat and you still can’t breathe properly with the hold around your neck—choked pleading because if you cum this hard it’ll kill you— practically wringing the orgasm out of you.

“Gooood fuckin’ girl..”

They don’t stop.

Hands, mouths, tongues, cocks, lips, are everywhere as they fuck you through that orgasm and the rest of the ones they make you take like you were never meant to even breathe without them.

You’ve long since gone boneless, listening blissed out while they use you like a single fleshlight they’ve been forced to share. The angle of them makes it feel like they’re rubbing your insides together and there’s little you can do besides drool and cum, painting their dicks with your cream.

When they finally do cum, it’s a lot. Filling you so deep it seeps out even with them still stuffed inside. They pant, groaning and hissing in pleasure as they fill you up for almost a minute straight while they take turns sharing your mouth, hands groping your tits and anywhere else they can reach until they finally pull out.

“Fuck..”

You’re gone.

Glazed eyes, mouth wet with whoever’s spit, holes leaking everywhere and numb.

They’re gentle then.

Brushing your hair back, peppering you with kisses that don’t consume, massaging your legs and rubbing the spots they bit, spanked, or sucked too harshly. It’s gone quiet while they wait for you to come back, breathing deeply. Polyester breaks first, impatient as always.

“Hey”, he nuzzles your cheek, “all good?”

You let out a sleepy ‘mhm’ as Polyurethane kisses your other cheek sweetly before sliding off the bed.

“I’ll be back. Gotta get you cleaned up okay babe? Polyester, keep her company.”

“Loud and clear. She’s in the perfect hands.”

By the time Polyurethane gets back, you’re out cold. He smirks, huffing through his nose as he shares an amused look with his brother.

“Think we were too hard on her?”

“Oh definitely.”

Just Polyurethane

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NEW panty & stocking with garterbelt x TOWER RECORDS

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this was based on a strawpage drawing i did lol, i still like the crappy ms paint vibe of it