So you know how in the episode that Polyester and Polyurethane are big rule followers of heaven’s laws and traditions? Imagine them having a post nut clarity moment once they realize they deliberately broke a rule for not sleeping with human’s, aka reader. The same rule they ridiculed Panty and Stocking for when they both were fucking around not doing much on Earth. I find it funny that they just go through the event in their heads to get to this point as they’re utterly mortified and just think one thing if heaven or their dad were to find out about this, “We’re cooked…. 😰”
AHHHHHH ONG THIS WAS SO JUICY TYYYY @bju3c0re @maofsydbsk
GoodBoy!Polyester at least gets a couple minutes of afterglow before the other shoe drops—he’s even a little soft with you; kissing up your body while he whispers sweet nothings.. Licking up your sweat before he reels back and bites! into the relaxed muscle of your neck,, His mood flips dangerously, kneading your sides like an anxious animal and swearing through the chunk of you he’s trying to take home with him—his wings and weapons itch to release at the phantom threat, but they’d hurt you! And for nothing! You’re a squishy little human; it’s almost scary how pessimistic he gets when you leave to shower—you could leave him at any time if you were to die and go to hell because of him, because you dared to love outside of wedlock, and it’s terrifying.. He’ll hide it to keep you safe, just like his true nature, until he can convince dear ol’ dad he needs another set of wings! ʚ♡ɞ
“.. Aren’t you supposed to pee after? ‘Swear I’ve heard that,, You ever thought of getting married? To me? Fuckkkkkuh, can I get pregnant???”
GoodBoy!Polyurethane goes from nutting to instantaneous shame like a balloon popping in church—his orgasm’s not even ruined, either; he’s still vibrating and so, so warm, but a tear comes to his eye when you reach up his chest to cop a feel—is it this body he’s constructed that you like, or his mind? Will you stop loving him once you learn the truth; that he was never yours because he’s owned by a higher power, that he’s damning you? He can’t help but feel conflicted about his tears; he’s literally never felt better, but if he’s caught sinning, what will he have to go home to? What would father think of him enjoying himself rather than furthering the mission?.. Maybe it’s some earthly rite to get a little rebellious once in awhile, and if you’ve “corrupted” him, then hell’s way worth staying by your side ʚ♡ɞ
“.. I wasn’t crying. It certainly was NOT because I felt good! I’m a grown man, I can cum without tears!—I’m your baby? Fat chance..”
━╋ 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.
