kinktober day 5: bondage, cock-warming, and foot-humping
pairing: polyester x top/seme male reader x polyurethane
premise: you—a demon—strip away the angel twins' inflated egos
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polyester and polyurethane were nothing if not arrogant. the superiority they held over being self-proclaimed "new-gen" angels could be sensed a mile away. not a single opportunity was missed on their end to gloat about how much better they were than everyone around them. yet, for all their boasting, it was also the part of their life they had the least genuine passion about.
the twins treated ghost-hunting like a 9-5 and didn't care to tend to ghosts outside of their work hours. furthermore, they actually were rather neutral about them and their existence when they weren't being paid to take them out.
that's how they met you. on a random night while strolling earth, they'd come across you in a random alleyway smoking a cigar. any other angel would've probably taken you down right then and there, not sparing a single moment to hear your pleas for mercy. however, when it came to the twins, they dismissed any otherworldly creature by simply shooing them away, and they would have done that same exact thing with you too when you started begging for your life.
but that's the thing: you never did. you were completely aware that they were angels—powerful angels at that—yet you didn't even take the time to spare them a second glance. who the hell did you think you were? did you not realize that you were basically scum compared to them? that reaction is what made you different from the rest and what made them swear to scare you straight the next time they saw you.
however, it seemed to be quite literally impossible to frighten you. no matter how many ghosts they annihilated in front of you, or how they showed the fear that came across those ghosts faces in their last moments, you never budged. eventually it got to the point where you started accusing them of wanting to see you, with how often they'd purposely find you just to try to prove a point. they obviously took offense to that, refusing to admit that their continuous torment was anything other than annoyance and their egos being slightly hurt.
you already knew before them that their questionable attachment to you wasn't for the reason they told you it was, so you did them the favor of helping them figure it out.
in the course of time you finally got tired of their insults and failing attempts to reign superiority over you, taking it upon yourself to set them straight. yes, you were a demon, but that plain fact didn't make it impossible for you to tell when somebody was actually attracted to you, and it wasn't exactly hard to identify that in the twins. for hating you so much, they sure as hell liked to roam their eyes around your body—shamelessly, no less.
both of them are absolute brats, though, so you weren't going to give them the satisfaction of touching them without breaking down their pride first.
that's how the current situation at hand took place. one of their usual daily pestering sessions was initiating, but this time one thing led to another, resulting in both of them following you home. now you were on your couch with polyurethane on your cock and polyester at your foot. you promised to break their pride down, and you had no plans to go back on that vow.
it had been over half an hour of polyester being bound and gagged, endlessly humping your foot with lessening hope of ever reaching his high. polyurethane on the other hand, wasn't even given the chance to reach his climax. with you having cuffed his hands behind his back while he cock-warmed you, leaving him no possibility of balancing himself in case he even tried riding you.
both of them had believed that out of this "session" you would be the one left begging and pleading for them, but as time went by, and every minute stretched further, they realized that the complete opposite was taking place. only a bit over thirty minutes had passed, and their original objective was weakening by the second. how long would it take for you to actually fuck them? would you even fuck them?
polyurethane was the first to break. he just couldn't keep it together, not after the way you fingered him open to take your dick. he almost came merely from being prepped, and it was tearing at him that he couldn't get properly fucked by you solely because of his ego.
"I-I'm sorry," he whispered out, hiding his head in the crook of your neck as if to hide his own shame. although you heard him, you feigned confusion, acting as if the words hadn't reached your ears. shifting your head to look at him, you let out a small hum. "sorry, what was that? I couldn't hear you."
"I'm sorry for my b-behavior," he said again, head still tucked into your neck. if he was going to start begging, he at least wanted to do it whilst not looking at you. polyurethane could feel his brother's piercing stare, almost capable of reading his exact thoughts. you're giving in?
but he didn't care, not anymore. he was sick of waiting, and keeping his mouth shut wasn't going to get you to touch him any sooner. "p-please fuck me," he whined, making a weak attempt to bring his ass down more on your cock. a small grin decorated your face as you gazed at his reddening face. he still wasn't looking at you, but that didn't make him feel any less humiliated.
"okay then," you responded, putting down the book previously placed in your palm and instead moving both of your hands to grab the angel's hips. after getting a firm grasp of him, you started thrusting upwards into his hole, setting a rough and fast pace. any prior plans to speak were immediately thrown out the window as he rang into a cascade of moans, not able to keep his noises down.
due to your aggressive thrusts, the momentum of them traveled down your body until they reached your feet, causing you to indirectly push your leg onto polyester's penis. he used that propulsion to hump your foot better, knowing that it would probably be his best chance at getting to cum while in his current position. his frame shook as he bounced on your shoe, the sudden change of pressure causing him to let out a stifled moan around the gag in his mouth.
as you persisted on plunging into polyurethane, the need to see his face grew. it's not every day you get to pound the brains out of heaven's first-rate angel, and you'll be damned if you lose the opportunity to see his face during it. pulling one of your hands away from his hips, you gently placed it around his nape, forcing him to pull back from his hiding place and look you in the eyes.
lord, you could look at that face all day.
his cheeks were wet with tears, and a pair of puffy, blue eyes and a red nose resulting from the crying adorned his features. he was hiccuping as well, his whole figure jolting every time he did. you could genuinely take a photo of that expression of his and hang it up as a piece of art. he looked so sensitive, so fragile, so angel-like. and you were the reason for it.
knowing that fact swelled your chest with pride. once you snapped out of the trance his appearance had placed you under, you leaned forward, smashing your lips together while keeping a firm grasp on the back of his head so he couldn't run away from the gesture. you continued pounding into him through the kiss, causing polyurethane to moan into your mouth as more tears began streaming down and decorating his face.
all polyester could do in the midst of this was watch. he didn't know whether to be envious of his younger sibling or excited knowing that his turn to take you was soon approaching. his walls contracted around nothing while looking up at the sight of you plunging into his brother. he wanted that; he wanted your cock so bad.
polyester started aligning his grinds into your foot with the rhythm of you were pounding into polyurethane. his whines got louder as he felt himself nearing his high, tears starting to build up at the corners of the older angel's eyes.
"a-aughh, I'm—I'm gonna cum!" polyurethane cried out, his eyes slowly traveling upwards and into the back of his head as his orgasm neared. you bit back a moan, feeling a knot in your own stomach forming. your thrusts started to get messier, chasing your own high while assisting the twins in reaching their own.
all it took was a few more snaps of your hips before polyurethane came all over himself, his semen spurting on his lower belly as a drawn-out moan left his throat. you shortly followed, emptying your own fluids inside of him until they overflowed, causing some of it to leak out of his ass.
as you two began relaxing into each other, you felt polyesters frame shake around your leg, signalling his own release. small noises left him as he came all over your shoe, dirtying the material with his juices. you raised your hands to pat both of the twins' heads, letting them ease into the feeling of the delicate touch after their recent orgasms.
"you two did well," you softly state, waiting for them to even out their breathing before making any attempts to move. polyurethane let out a groan while going to lay his temple on your chest; polyester let out heavy breaths as he moved his head to rest on your thigh the best he could. during their recovery period, it was clear they both shared the same thought.
ALRIGHT SO HEAR ME OUT! *rubs hands evilly* I got this scenario idea after I first saw how these two twink dorks are drawn with literal BULGES.
Reader, stuck in a tight box with Polyester and Polyurethane. Reader sandwiched in between the two of them, and I mean SANDWICHED. All pressed against each other >:)
Panty and Stocking wanted to mess with the brothers and decided they would trap them inside some angelic box thing that cancels out their powers but reader (who is Panty and stockings human friend) accidentally gets stuck in there with the twins. And since it’s a box designed to cancel out angel powers neither the brothers or the Anarchy Sisters can break open the box to get them out so the sisters are all like “Oh shit! Sorry reader! Hold on we’ll find a way to get you out! Just hold on! AS FOR YOU TWINK IDIOTS, SUCK IT YOU BULGE BITCHES HA! YOU GOT STUCK BET YOU FEEL REAL STUPID RN HAHAHA”
So the reader feeling embarrassed and shy to be sandwiched between two hot angel boys is stuck for hours and hours in a box with Polyester and Polyurethane ( who are absolutely pissed off because their cousins managed to get them stuck and are probably shouting profanities at the sisters before they leave to find a way to get all 3 of you out, score 1 for the Anarchy sisters this round lol) how is reader supposed to feel calm being stuck with these two for hours until the sisters get back? And what about the brothers?
Ohhh, I love the idea, hahahaha 😈
Polyester and Polyurethane x Reader
Locked up!
…How the hell did I end up here?
You were pretty sure you were just walking peacefully to the church where your two so-called “friends”—the angels—lived. (Though sometimes you felt more like their maid than their friend.) You were carrying the stuff they asked for, since Brief was on bed rest after breaking way too many bones last time. Honestly, you couldn’t help but feel bad for the poor guy.
Everything was fine until suddenly everything went dark… and cramped? That’s when you realized you were inside what looked like a box. But why the hell was it so damn tight?!
You stretched a little, trying to find a crack, but ended up elbowing something.
—“Hey! Watch it!”
…Okay, what the hell?
—Oops! Sorry, _____, we didn’t see you. By the way, did you bring what we asked for?
Was that Panty’s voice?
—Does that even matter?! Get me the hell out of here!
—Yeah yeah, right after my dessert-Stocking replied casually.
—Come on, you damn hags, get us out of here!-another voice shouted.
—Seriously, how many of us are even stuffed in this box?!
From the outside, you heard the two angels laughing.
—Hahaha, take that, you annoying little shits! Maybe now you’ll finally stop meddling your asses in everything!
—Hey, Panty, I’m tired, let’s head inside
—Yeah, I think the mailman’s about to come by for a quickie, haha.
—…You disgust me
And with that, you heard them walk away.
—Hey, what about me?! Get back here, you bi—
—Get back here, you lazy illiterate bitches!
—Yeah, come back here, you worthless old hags!
Wow. If you were pissed, these two were absolutely furious… That’s when you realized you were stuck right between them. You lifted your head to see one of their faces and it was—
—…Shit.
Damn, they were hot. Where the hell did these guys even come from?
Both of them started moving around way too much, desperately trying to find a way to break out of the box, and you ended up with your face buried in one of their chests. Complaints? Not really… though it wasn’t like there was much oxygen left in there anyway.
—H-hey, I’m still here, you know?
—Oh? Where’d you come from?-asked the pink-haired one in front of you.
—I’ve been here the whole damn time!
—Oh, another person? Whatever, you can help too
…Okay, now you were one hundred percent sure these two were related to those angels.
Still, you went along with it—because seriously, you didn’t want to spend the whole day trapped in there. Yeah, sure, the guys were ridiculously handsome, but you also had a life of your own… And honestly? You also wanted to kill Panty for dragging you into this mess in the first place. Stocking was fine, though
You started shifting around a little, making the most of the tiny space. You could always apologize later if you ended up touching too much.
You kept moving, but then noticed the person behind you suddenly stopped… Weird. Maybe he got tired. That’s when you saw a faint bit of light coming through.
—H-hey, I think I found a crack, mayb—
You froze. As you straightened up, you suddenly felt something poking you from behind.
—…
You turned your head, meeting the gaze of the purple-haired guy behind you.
—Hey, don’t look at me like that! You’re the one who wouldn’t stop moving!
—I was trying to find a way out!-you snapped back, your face burning red.
Suddenly, you felt something else, so you lowered your gaze.
—…Seriously?
You looked at the pink-haired guy in front of you.
—Your hand was on my crotch!
—Hey, don’t blame me! It’s impossible to move around in here with you two!
The other two didn’t look embarrassed at all—but you, on the other hand, were already dying of shame.
—Whatever, but what do you even carry here, a truck?!
—...Is that a compliment or…?
—Does it matter?!
—It’s usually taken as a very good compliment, so…
I hope someone kills you soon, this is too much
—…I have bad news —said the pink-haired one.
—Now what?
—This is a box that only opens if those inside have sex
—…WHAT?!
—Tch…those two really hit rock bottom, they’re so desperate to show they’re not, like, completely obsolete —commented the one behind you while placing his hands on your waist.
—W-wait a minute!
—Relax, it’ll be quick —said the blue-eyed one in front, moving his hands to your legs
—Do I get a vote in this?!
—Of course you do, we’re not degenerates. But remember, if we do it, we can leave, and if not…who knows how long it will take those two to move their asses off the couch.
—…Have a little mercy on me
You were too embarrassed to lift your face, but you felt that both of them had a little smirk.
Great just great, accept this is way more easy than wait for those lazy angels to move, you dont even had the time to ask their names because they literally jump at you
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—Hey, Stocking, don’t you feel like we forgot something?
—Meh… it can’t be important.
Suddenly, they felt the door burst open violently.
—You two, why the fuck didn’t you come back?!
—Oh, that’s it, hi ____ —greeted the main culprit.
You felt your eye twitch.
—When were you even planning to help?!
—But you’re out already, right? —said Stocking.
…You were reconsidering ever talking to these two again.
—Hey, but it looks like you had lots of fun with those two—said Panty while dying of laughter.
Your appearance was disheveled: messy hair, wrinkled and sweaty clothes, with a few teeth marks on your neck.
—And whose fault is that?! If it depended on you two, I would’ve died!
—And wasn’t it uncomfortable with so little space? —asked the Gothic one casually.
Your face turned red, and you left the place, leaving the two alone.
—…Technically, we kinda lose against them; apparently, they liked being there a lot
—Yeah… what a waste of money.
In your anger, while walking away, you felt something in your pocket. Pulling it out, it was a paper with a phone number and a message:
"Call us again, Polyester and Polyurethane"
…Yes, now you know their names, so maybe you’ll reconsider calling them, since the time in the box wasn’t bad at all—just that everything hurts now, and you have no idea how you’re even walking.
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..”
Cw: Dominant twin twinks angels. Mentions of bodily harm inflicted on the reader. Death (not the reader), physical and mental abuse, no smut but sex is mentioned. Dollification, decryphillia, just general dark romance, and yandere tropes. Proceed at your own risk. 7k words.
The reader is implied to be female and human, but I also tried to make these general headcannons that could work for any reader/oc. This was only slightly proofread, so just ignore any typos. Honestly, half of this is answering the prompt, and the other half is just yapping. Really excited to see more of these boys, so just send in any requests or questions in my messages.
Enjoy!
Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?
Ester and Thane are intense lovers. They have an affinity for anything over the top and flashy, so it’s only natural that they spoil you endlessly. However, they don't like PDA. (if you’re a human/demon at least). Being in a relationship with anything other than their fellow angels would get them in lots of trouble. It would probably even get them kicked out of heaven, and they DO NOT want that. So if you're not an angel, PDA will be kept to a minimum. Behind closed doors is a very different story. Thane is obsessively clingy, constantly whining for attention as he spoils you with cute things. He touches you with no regard for your boundaries, and any rejection that comes his way only makes it worse. Thane gets off on the thought of commanding you, whereas Ester is a bit more reserved in his affections. In reality, he's just as unhinged and obsessed as Thane, but he does carefully coordinated actions to get you to trust him. Whereas Thane repeatedly shifts between being doting and cruel, Ester maintains the same level of stern affection. He prefers to force you to come to him rather than Thane's approach of forcing himself on you.
Thane: “Oh my goodness! I’m literally dying over how adorable you are! You’re just begging for my attention, aren’t you? You’re such a cute little slut~”
Ester: “ You shouldn’t tempt me so much, just wait till we get back to the house, kay?”
Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?
You saw how they killed hundreds of ghosts in that episode. These are two men who have absolutely no problem killing ghosts and stomping over other angels to get what they want, and you better believe that extends to you. While I don’t think they would ever hurt you directly, they would definitely make your life miserable if you refused to be with them. Heavenly law prevents them from harming humans directly, but if they ever encountered a rival, they would either make an exception or simply let a ghost kill them instead. Violence is kind of in their nature, so they honestly have no problem with it.
Thane: “Make sure to never show your face around them again- The thought of them dating someone as mid as you makes me wanna highkey gag.”
Ester: “Thinking you had a chance with them was your first mistake. Your second was pissing me off.”
Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?
Once Thane and Ester abduct you, over time, their more violent traits will dull. Ester will become more outwardly affectionate, and Thane’s teasing remarks lose their sting. Thane and Ester do have a habit of mocking you, but it’s not personal; they just think they're above everyone else and haven’t gotten their egos checked. I do think that Thane and Ester get off on making you do sexually embarrassing acts, dressing you up in degrading costumes, making you cry, humiliating you, etc. But the moment you start sobbing instead of crying is the moment they realize they fucked up. They do have very sadistic tendencies, but they also know which lines not to cross. Once they’ve struck a nerve, they are quick to do damage control.
Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?
While they both disregard your personal boundaries a ton, Thane does it way more than Ester. Thane’s personal favorite way to test your patience is his dollification kink. He likes to dress you up, and he's constantly spending money to buy new outfits for you. If you're lucky, he’ll just ask you to model a lolita dress or some fancy new style he saw on influencetagram. When you’re not so lucky… he forces you to wear these god-awful “Sexy costumes”. Like the skimpy ones from Spirit Halloween, only these are made of better materials. He’ll let you change yourself, but if you take too long, he gets frustrated and does it himself, forcefully pulling off your clothing and pinching roughly when you try to squirm out of his grip. Sometimes, he’ll just force you to keep it on for the entire day and nothing more, cuddling you on the couch while he mindlessly plays a new shooter. Other times, he’ll show you off to Ester, a sadistic grin on his face as he instructs you to spin and pose for his older brother. Ester has a different idea of fun, but he does keep his distance. He lets his brother do the button pushing while he sits back and makes sure you don't try anything. His personal favorite activity is these strange forced compliment sessions, in which he’ll sit you on his lap and make you praise him until he's gotten bored. Whether you fill the time with mindless worship or genuine compliments doesn’t matter; Ester just gets off on making you pay attention to him.
Thane: “Cmonnnn! Just three more! I wanna see how you look in the nurse outfit! Then we can try on the swimsuits- wait, where are you going? Dont go! You still need to pose for pictures!”
Ester: “Came to escape the queer eye, didn’t you? It’s okay- sexy baseball player isn’t your thing anyways. Why don’t I do you a favor and take it off for you?”
Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?
While Thane and Ester seem to be egotistical nepo baby maniacs, they truly do love their darling. They’ve made it a point to never break heavenly law, and having a human/demon darling (or really just a darling in general) endangers their high-ranking position in heaven. They had anything they could ever want, but your love is worth risking everything. On dark, dim nights where no ghosts dare to appear, Ester and Thane will be as clingy as cats. Showering love onto their darling as they vent how stressed they feel about their father's expectations, losing to Panty and Stocking, etc. The pair are quite needy when they're not pretending to be better than everyone else- It’s actually quite shocking. Seeing them dressed down to T-shirts and thongs as they finally relax in peace with their darling. They melt into you like they’re soaking up a sunbeam, lounging on their massive bed as they finally relax. They might have to handcuff you, depending on how fussy you are. But a nap with the best angels in the world is sure to put you in a good mood.
Thane: “Haah… Don’t move so much…”
Ester: “If you keep squirming on me like that, we won’t get any rest at all…”
Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?
Thane and Ester enjoy a little competition, yet if there's one thing they absolutely despise, it’s losing. Luckily, they’re never going to lose to you! Unless you are an extremely high-ranking angel, it’s almost certain that you’ll lose any fight. Panty and Stocking had a hard time defeating them, and in the end, they needed to team up with the demon sisters AND get new gear. While heavenly weapons can't kill humans, they still have plenty of ways to win. Thane's personal favorite is restraining you in compromising positions, while Ester prefers the more traditional approach of overpowering you with his physical strength. Even without weapons, their bodies are still toned AF, so you're pretty much destined to fail if you start a fight with them. Deep down, they understand why you’re acting like this. They have enough self-awareness to know that their obsessive affection isn’t suited for normal human beings. Any attempt to fight is rationalized as a captive animal pulling its fur out because it's stressed. You don’t hate them! You don't wanna leave, you’re just stressed from being inside all week! Don't worry- They’ll be good boyfriends and give you plenty of enrichment in the bedroom, mkay?
Thane: “God, you're such a fucking footstool, you know that? I bet you threw that tantrum just so I could tie you up. It’s okay, we both know you like it, so there's no need to pretend you don't.”
Ester: “You shouldn’t do something so careless. Fighting will always hurt you more than it hurts us. I dont wanna break your ankle again, so just!- shhh shhh… It’s okay. Yeah, I know it hurts, just let me help you up…"
Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?
Ester and Thane know that the relationship is serious. If it ever got out that they kidnapped you, it would be the end of everything. They take serious precautions to make sure you never escape, and any attempts at leaving are handled swiftly. They primarily use a collar, thick leather with a metal chip embedded that notifies them if you leave the church or try to take it off. They always make sure you have it on before they go on missions, since that's the only time the brothers aren’t there to supervise you. Thane enjoys decorating it in a pink and purple motif, including some gaudy-looking dog tags that say cliche stuff like “Princess” or “Slut”.
Thane: “I know you’ve been trying your best, so I'll make it one notch looser than usual, yeah? We gotta go handle some lame ass ghost, but we’ll be back.”
Ester: “It won’t take long, those chopped ass ghosts never do.”
Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?
Thane and Ester love seeing you cry. Even before they officially kidnapped you, they would follow you around and do these small, infuriating actions in the hopes of getting you to cry. If you ever ask them why, the honest answer is that they think you deserve it. They were angels, God's purest and newest soldiers, and you just had to drag them down with you and all your impurity. They aren’t meant to love you- to take delight when you smile, to feel all fuzzy when you praise them. It’s you’re fault they’re obsessed, and the least you could do is love them back. Ester usually cuts off Thane if he thinks he's going too far, but sometimes he doesn’t. Sometimes Thane gets carried away and bends your body a little too far. Their delicate faces betray how powerful they are. Thane once broke your wrist because you refused to pet him. Ester nearly killed you when you were in bed once; he was seconds away from crushing your windpipe completely… He only stopped because you passed out. They don’t mean to hurt you; they love you! But the love of an angel is so intense that it’s only meant for other angels.
Thane: “Shit! Baby, I’m sorry!- I did tell you to pet me, didn’t I? It’s not my fault you can't do basic shit. Guess you’ll have to do better next time.
Ester: “I wouldn’t have to go so hard if you just followed instructions. You made me get carried away, so just accept responsibility.”
Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?
Thane and Ester are perfectly content to live their lives with you as they enact their heavenly duties. Slaying ghosts doesn’t take that long with all the new tech they have, and that leaves them with lots of time to spoil their darling. Once you get more accustomed to them, they can take you to all sorts of places, other cities, fancy restaurants, and the amusement park! They have so many ideas and plenty of time to spoil you! If you don't run, that is. If you’re concerned about the issue of morality, then don’t worry because Thane and Ester have a plan! While angels can live for- theoretically, all of human existence unless killed- They know that humans only live to about 80 on average. They sat you down on the bed and explained everything. When you die, they’ll personally escort your soul to heaven! Once you're checked in at the gates, they’ll do everything they can to make sure you’re comfortable. While you nervously thanked them for their “consideration,” you had to politely decline Thane's offer to kill you early. You’re not sure if he was joking or not, but you don't want to test it either.
Thane: “It would be painless! Just a quick snap! We could even make it look like an accident if you want. Aren’t you at least a little curious to see what heaven looks like?”
Ester: “Theres no need to rush. We have all the time in the world, so let's just enjoy it together while you still can.”
Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?
Thane and Ester definitely get jealous, and they hate it too. They’re nepo babies who get everything they want, and they’ve never had to share before, so if you even hint that you like someone else, they get real pissed REAL fast. It’s a serious problem, too. With how much television, gaming, and internet content they consume, you would have figured that they understand the concept of a fictional crush, but they don't. You’ve watched hundreds of hours of television with Ester, but if you comment about how attractive the lead actor is, he gives you the death glare and turns off the TV. Thane gets so pissy when you talk about previous partners that you're basically forced to console him unless you want your arm broken. It sucks too because they don’t want to be jealous at all. Not only is it a sin, but it goes against everything they’ve ever known. If you're attempting to make them jealous on purpose for the sake of sex, it would be much safer for everyone to simply ask them for rough sex. Every time you get them jealous, you walk a thin line between getting fucked into next week and them conveniently forgetting to feed you for the next three days.
Thane: “I DONT CARE! I don't care, I don't care, I don't care! Those stupid NPCs dont love you like me! Can’t they just take the L and fuck OFF- why do you still think about them! I don't care, I don't care, I don't care-”
Ester: “Well, if that's how you feel, then you don’t need to be watching this. I didn’t give you TV privileges just to watch you simp over chopped guys.”
Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?
How they interact with you depends largely on whether they’ve kidnapped you or not. Before your abduction, they are fairly antagonistic, basically bullying you to get your attention as they slowly work out their feelings towards you. Once they realize their obsessive need to see you is love and not hatred, they decide to kidnap you and “make you pay.” They shift between being sadistic and doting, covering you with kisses one moment and degrading you the next. They just love you so much! They can’t help but love all sides of you, even the pathetic ones. It’s so embarrassing, though. They’ll lick your tears and get rock hard in those thin bodysuits they wear, and you have to pretend like nothing happened. (if you mention it they will jump on you.) In very rare instances, when both of the angels are completely burned out, they act strangely indifferent to you. Ester will toss you a cheap microwave dinner and tell you to “entertain yourself”. They’re always so expressive, it's unnerving to see them so… blank. Any attempt to show them affection in this state will result in them shrugging you off. This usually happens after they get in trouble with their dad or- god forbid- they get in trouble about you. I wouldn’t worry too much- it usually goes away the next morning and they’re back to their normal antics.
Thane: “Can’t you just leave me alone… I dont wanna be with you every second of the god damn day.”
Ester: “Go find something to do that isn’t bothering us.”
Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?
While I wish I could say these two are romantic savants who sweep you off your feet, they’re really not. They have as much rizz as a boy who pulls on girls' pigtails to get attention. While they’re definitely capable of showing affection, I don't think either of them has been in a relationship before. Angels usually mate for life once they find romantic partners, but Thane and Ester are both so young they honestly don't know where to start- and human courting is so much different from angel courting! Ester brings up the idea that you might like spending money like they do, so the next day they show up to your place and dump tons of human money onto you. You try to explain how complex human money is- and that if you spend a ton of cash, you're going to look suspicious to the IRS, but they are having none of it. They continue to make snide remarks. Saying that you look like you need the money, and how it was so hard watching you struggle to pay for actually nice clothes.
They continue to follow you around before they kidnap you. You can’t actually tell if they like you during this period because all of their compliments are so backhanded. You wonder why they watch you in the first place if you're so “pathetic”. Thane, in his attempt to impress you, throws out all of your old clothing and replaces it with fancy or unique clothing that he likes. Ester takes it upon himself to start making important life decisions on your behalf. He quits your job for you and deletes all of your social media accounts. You can’t help but get so frustrated! You scream at them and ask why they are so invested in someone they don’t even like, and they stare at you in blank shock… They honestly don’t know why they care about you so much, why they jump through hoops just to see you every day, why they feel complete now that they’ve met you. They leave a minute later, and you honestly think that's the last you're going to see of them. You yelled so loudly at them. And you get the impression they hate being scolded. It isn’t until you wake up in an unfamiliar place, two angels at your side cooing over you, do you realize they won’t ever leave you alone.
Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?
It's a known fact that these two are total crybabies when they're in trouble, and that extends to when they’re in hot water with you. The angels are plenty prideful, but that's not a mask they put on; they genuinely believe that they’re the best around, which is why it’s so painful when they get yelled at. In my opinion, while Thane and Ester do have plenty of sides to them, I don't think they have any “True Colors” besides the crybaby side they only show when they are scolded. They’re egotistical little shits inside and out.
Thane: “This is so unfair! Those two cheugy angels need to team up with literal DEMONS to win against us and somehow we’re the bad guys?!”
Ester: “Its… It’s not fair! We tried our hardest! They had to cheat to win!”
Naughty: How would they punish their darling?
The brothers have different punishments depending on who you anger. If you anger one and attempt to bargain with the other in order to escape punishment, don’t expect to win. If you anger Ester and go beg Thane, He’ll likely convince his older brother to go easier on you, but unfortunately, that same trick does not work the other way around. There are very few things you could do to genuinely anger them. Any lashing out on your part usually results in them passive-aggressively cooing compliments at you, as if you were an adorable little kitten who decided to use its dull claws. They can restrain you in a matter of seconds with a simple, impossibly powerful grip on your wrist. What truly infuriates them is you hurting yourself or making escape attempts. Real punishments are often grueling, and the brothers aren’t above twisting an ankle or two for “your own good,” as they keep saying. Smaller, more petty punishments are common. The angels will occasionally do smaller punishments for petty reasons, but they’re honestly not much different from the regular antics they pull. It’s all fine and dandy until you refuse to play Thane’s game of “pull the slut on a leash” and then you find out your punishment for refusing is just the game again, but for longer. :(
Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?
As Ester and Thane slowly integrate themselves into your life, you find yourself losing more privileges as time goes on. Ester quits your job for you, Thane does your makeup and clothing- and after you're kidnapped, you're not allowed to leave the small church they call home while on earth. Everything is decided for you in the beginning; they want you to focus on them, so they do all the hard work for you! Ester enjoys taking care of you, even if it’s only because he likes having control over you. He decides what you eat, what you can do with them during the day, and the content you consume. Once your house broken, they focus on giving you more choices, but they’re often too insignificant to matter. Forced dependence is a huge kink of theirs, and they simply adore it when you're so helpless~ Ester gets so happy when you start relying on him more; there's a big, annoying grin on his face when you ask him to pick something for you. The smallest things are up to him now, and he’s sure you’ll learn to enjoy it just as much as he does. After all, isn't it such a struggle to think for yourself? Just leave everything to your big, strong angels and you’ll be happy forever, yeah?
Patience: How patient are they with their darling?
Extremely. As mentioned previously in the punishment section, there's very little you could do to piss them off. Any breakdowns or lash outs you have are quickly solved with a firm grip on your neck and lots of kisses. They understand that angel courting habits are a tad more extreme than those of humans, but they have no problem waiting for you to love them in return. It’s funny because you expect the exact opposite; those stupid iPad babies typically lash out when they don’t get what they want when they want it. And if it were literally about anything else, then they totally would be huge babies about it- but this is about you. Angels mate for life, and they know they’ve found the one, so they’re more than willing to take their time with their darling. It’s not like they are going to die anytime soon, and with your soul being immortal, they can simply take you up to heaven and continue to love you there. Ester and Thane are stubborn at heart, but they also know they’ve got time, so why not simply enjoy the ride?
Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?
Realistically speaking, the only way you could ever successfully escape is by dying and going to hell. It’s the one place they’ll never be able to go, but that doesn’t mean they’ll move on. Angels mate for life, and while thousands of people would kiss the ground they walk on, it's you or bust. They don’t want anyone else, and they’re willing to pull all the strings they physically can to get you back. They’ll beg their father and uncle to bring you to heaven, promising to be on their best behavior for the rest of their lives if it means they can just have this one good thing! Uncle Ramie and his brother can only take so much more of their constant begging, so they agree to bring you back. Once you’ve returned, they never let you out of their sight. Swearing up and down that they’ll protect you, but you can’t ever leave them like that again, okay?
Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?
Ester and Thane know that this kind of love isn’t normal for humans; they know that their love is painfully tight and suffocating, but that doesn't make them merciful. They can justify your punishments and injuries by saying it’s simply for your own good in the long term. But realistically, there's only so much mental gymnastics they can do before guilt starts to creep in. You didn’t ask for them to save you; you were just in the wrong place at the wrong time. You sob and thrash whenever they hurt you, and a part of them can’t help but wince. Angels are supposed to be divine messengers of hope. They bring light and comfort to whoever they touch, and they’re hurting the one they care for the most… But it’s your fault. They were normal before they met you. Bringing divine punishment to whoever broke the laws of the heavenly kingdom. They’re the sheep dogs meant to protect the precious flock, but you're a lamb they can't help but tear open. You’ve ruined them, and the least you could do is let them ruin you.
So, in short, no. They don’t feel guilty about abducting their darling. Any time they start feeling guilty, they immediately snap back to the mindset that you deserve this, even if you don’t. While they are willing to let you leave the house under supervision, it's a far cry from “letting you go”. The most you can hope for is the small periods of alone time when they’re forced to leave you in the house to fight ghosts.
Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?
Ester and Thane grew up getting whatever they wanted from their father and uncle. As the newest generation of angels, they get new tech, new clothes, new everything. They get anything they want, when they want it, but none of the flashy gadgets could ever fill the hole inside their hearts. They ignored it at first, and any emptiness they felt was simply boredom that could be filled with the next big thing. Thane filled his massive wardrobe with new and trendy clothes, and Ester continued to collect all sorts of ghost-killing gadgets; however, it only got worse as time went on. They were told they’ve been perfect since birth, god wouldn’t create them with flaws, that's what humans are for! It wasn’t until they met you that things just… clicked. They encountered thousands of humans before you; you shouldn’t matter, yet you do. Denying their advances only makes them want you more, and your savior angels quickly turn into little pests that no exterminator can remove.
Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?
Thane loves seeing all sides of you. He believes you shouldn’t have to hold back what you truly feel, and Ester says it’s okay to cry because they understand that all of this is stressful. They even encourage you to cry! Saying things about how holding your feelings in is only going to make things worse in the long term. While it seems like they’re trying to be genuine, they just want to see you cry to feed their GIANT dacryphilia kinks. Something inside them gets all excited whenever they see you cry. You've been inside too long, everything in this god forsaken church is so suffocating and tight, and you just wanna go outside, but you can't, so you just… Cry. You cry, and your mind betrays you, so you seek comfort in the arms of the very men who trap you. They are all you have, and they hold you so tight, cooing praise and insults as they lick and wipe the tears from your cheeks. You’ve been here so long you can’t even tell what day it is anymore, and you might be going crazy because how can their tight grip feel so comforting? They’ve hurt you so many times before, and you shouldn’t run to them, but you do.
They lovingly pet you as they whisper sweet nothings. You accept their comfort without hesitation because you simply can’t find it anywhere else. No one would believe you. No one would take pity on you. Everyone wants the love of divine gods, so just suck it up. Their hard cocks pushing up against their thin bodysuits as they lead you to bed. Their words dance a thin line between sympathy and indifference as you get lost in the emotion of it all. They have so much love to give you, and you're done being alone in this huge church. After all, who would reject an angel?
Thane: “Shhhh… It’s okay. You cry so much it’s like you wanna turn me on. You were just made for us~ Our little heaven-sent slut. Perfect for us in every way… It’s okay, darling, just let it allll out.”
Ester: “Not a single thought going through that pretty head of yours… You want us so badly you're not even fighting.”
Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?
This is the most headcannony thing so far, but they did turn Scanty and Kneesocks into a horse, so what if they could use transformation magic on you as well? They have all sorts of heavenly gadgets, there's gotta be at least one that turns you into a cute hybrid, right? I feel like there could be plenty of misadventures with just that concept alone. What if you accidentally touched something meant to shrink down ghosts, and it shrank you down instead? Dating princes of heaven has its advantages, and all the places they can bring you is definitely one of them. Ever wanted to see France? Well, be a good girl and they’ll fly you to the tip of the Eiffel Tower. Maybe even give you their tips while you're at it. No, I’m totally not just thinking of ideas for future fics, what are you talking about?
Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?
Trust. Exploit their trust, and you can escape much more easily. While true escape is impossible, you could hide from them for a few years if you're smart about it. Once they trust you enough, you will have plenty of opportunities to set up a proper escape attempt. The brothers are quick to trust you because they simply wish to be loved back. Don’t be too eager because that will simply make them suspicious, but if you can gain their favor at a moderate pace, then you’ll have access to resources you can use to hide from them long term. They’ll take off your tracking collar, and you’ll be able to leave the house on a regular basis. During that time, you can slowly but surely disable their security, but be aware that you’ll have to do plenty of sucking up during that time. While the brothers do yearn to have their affection reciprocated, they aren’t stupid. Be too obvious about sucking up, and they’ll catch on pretty soon that you're up to something. Even if they catch on, they won’t tell you at first, enjoying the opportunity to its fullest and sucking out every last bit of affection you're willing to offer. If you do end up succeeding, it could take them a while to find you. God is all-knowing, but he has way more important things to do than to track down a measly human for his nephews, so they have to go searching for you themselves. If you're smart about it and keep out of the public eye, you could stay hidden for years before they finally find you again. Let's just say I hope you enjoyed your alone time to the fullest because you're never escaping again with how feral they become. All of their angelic radiance is washed away; all that remains is the most pissed off men you’ve ever seen, and they’re going to make you pay for hurting them.
Thane: “You just really wanted to test our limits, didn’t you, bitch. We went half crazy trying to find you~ Don’t scare us like this again! If you apologize like your life fucking depends on it, we promise to only break half of your traitor body!”
Ester: “ You know that you deserve what happens next, right? Beg all you want, I’m not giving you a shred of mercy. Maybe we should just kill you. Take you to the one place you can never escape…”
Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?
They’ve hurt you plenty of times, and they won’t ever stop. Granted, most of the time, when they hurt you, it isn't on purpose; they’re simply too strong for their own good. They have a body made to go through concrete walls without a single scratch, so it’s only natural that their strength is too much for the human body to handle. Both of the brothers have to make a conscious effort to handle you gently unless they want to break a bone for the 20th time. Even something as simple as holding hands can result in broken fingers if they get too caught up in the moment. They were told long ago that angels should only mate with other angels because nothing else in this world could handle the love of a divine being, and they started getting well acquainted with that fact when they met you. Ester and Thane dont relish in the act of hurting you, quite the opposite in fact. They cringe every time they hear the soft cracking of bones or your yelps of pain when they pull a muscle. They don’t wanna hurt you, but they can’t help but be fascinated by it.
You cry whenever you're in pain, and it’s so easy for you to be in pain… A tiny papercut to them could be a stab wound to you. Your being is so brittle, and they’re so rough- your humanity is so startlingly real, they start to recognise how fragile humanity truly is. You could never defend yourself against a ghost if you needed to, you can’t even defend yourself against other humans. You must feel so scared, you poor thing. They’ll do everything they can to protect you. No one would dare set foot in their cathedral, not one guarded by the princes of heaven. So just let them nurse you back to health while you take it easy, okay? They’ll bandage you up, and then you can all watch some TV together on the couch. You can’t fight back like this, so it’s the perfect opportunity for some kisses and cuddles.
Thane: “I know you won't be able to walk anywhere for a while, but your legs were useless anyway. I’ll let you sit on my lap while we watch the movie! You’d like that, wouldn't you?”
Ester: “We got carried away again… It’s alright, I’ll carry you to where you need to go. Let's just relax and give you a moment to chill out.”
Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?
While they do love and appreciate you, it’s impossible for them to see you as an equal. They’ve had it repeated to them since birth that angels are superior to everyone else, and that they’re the best angels of them all. With that being said, I don’t think they view you as a pet either; to them, you're simply a human. It’s their purpose to protect you, but you could never stand as their equal. They're destined to help rule over the divine kingdom of heaven, and you're fated to simply be a resident, one of millions. Don’t be fooled, however. You may be a human, but you’re their human, and they would do anything for you. Your bond with them is forbidden, looked down upon by everyone they’ve ever known. If it ever got out that they had fallen in love with a human, then they would be banished from heaven. Fined an impossible amount, so they spend the rest of their days killing ghosts and trying to pay it off. While they would be extremely upset, they also wouldn’t let you go. They know it sounds really fucking cheesy, but they think you're worth falling for. Just don’t make them say it again, or they might actually throw up.
Thane: “I’d do anything for you… Really! I mean it.”
Ester: “I hear if you kiss an angel, you get a hundred years of happiness. Wanna try it out?”
Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?
They don’t even realize their pining before they snap. After a few chance encounters with you, they simply cannot get you out of their head. They’ve got time to kill, so they annoy you when they're not hunting ghosts. They flit about with you, going from place to place as you make conversation with them. They make up all sorts of excuses to be with you, even though they can’t really understand why they want to be around you in the first place. At first, they thought you might be some kind of succubus that put a spell on them, sent from hell to distract heaven's finest soldiers from their duties. The next week, they claim you're actually another angel in disguise sent to test their loyalty to the kingdom- oh, and your personal favorite was the time they claimed that you were actually a human witch who sold their soul for eternal beauty. Eventually, they stopped trying to prove you guilty of some invisible crime and simply claimed you were a toy to play with until they got bored. You should be relieved they’ve stopped hunting you, but the alternative wasn’t much better. You could only take so much of the whiny valley girl with a mullet and the arrogant asshole with a bowlcut.
They try to help you, but every “miracle” only makes your life harder. Your boss hates you because the higher-ups like you more than him, despite you doing nothing to earn their favor. Thane single-handedly replaced your entire wardrobe with luxury brand clothing that you didn’t need, which might seem great until you realize that his definition of style only includes tight spandex and bodysuits. Ester takes it upon himself to make your life easier, paying for everything you need or want at the drop of a hat. It sounds nice until the little friend group you managed to get into suddenly abandons you because they think you're secretly a sugar baby (and they're really jealous). Eventually, you snap and yell at them. Why do they care so much if you’re just a toy? Can’t they find someone else to play with?! Why do they even care about you!
Then they snap.
Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?
The goal for them is to break you. Not completely, considering they like it when you have a little fight left. But if the only way for you to love them is for you to be broken, then they simply think of it as something that needs to be done. While they do have slight brat kinks, they like it much better when you’re all soft and pliant for them. There's nothing they like more than a teary-eyed darling that they can bend to their will. Once they think your house broken, they let you outside the church more often. Keeping you inside was a tactic they used to get you to only think about them, but now that you love them back, they have no issue letting you explore a little.
After a while, you learn to find comfort in the pain. Ester and Thane are all you have, all you will ever have, so you simply learn to embrace their affection. Everything about them is so rough. So dominating and so complete. You struggled at first, but now you don’t want to be anywhere except in between them. The outside world was so cruel; the corruption of man spread to every corner in Daten city. You began to lose hope of ever finding true happiness… But Ester and Thane saved you. They saved you out of the kindness of their hearts, and now you can rest in eternal bliss at their side. You don’t need anyone else. You don’t want anyone else.
Thane: “We can live happily ever after now, yeah? Feels like a dream I never wanna wake up from.”
Ester: “Every day with you is better than the last. If we had never found each other, we wouldn’t be complete.”
━╋ 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.
