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AUTHORS NOTE: Ugh... Polyurethane...
Cw: Praising Polyurethane, short cause I wrote this almost falling asleep.
Summary: Just sweet, tooth-roting cuddling with the best angel of all times on your day off!
Dividors by: @bernardsbendystraws.
CUDDLING WITH POLYURETHANE
Oh how it felt good to finally have a day off your heavenly duties. If you went ONE more day without a break you'd go crazy. And the same can be said for your dearest boyfriend, Polyurethane.
It was pretty rare for you two to have the same day off, but it did happen sometimes, like now! And, as any normal couple, you two spend the time together enjoying every moment. From staying a bit longer in bed, to spending the whole day on the beach, to right now.
You're both on the couch, soft silk fabric envolve you two in the form of comfortable pajamas, Polyurethane's arms are wrapped around your waist as half his face was burried in your chest, eyes already pretty droopy from being sleepy. Your hands gently massage his scalp, fingers playing with his pretty pink locks, your lips spreading kisses in his forehead and temple when he's distracted by the television.
Just like you two like it.
"Hmmm.... There my darling.."
He hums when you touch a nice spot in his scalp
"You're so pretty... Have I said that before?"
You ask, eyes filled with adoration as you look at him like he's the most precious thing in the whole world—and for you? He is.
He nods slowly while humming, turning his head and looking up at you with the same look you give him.
"You say that like, every day, my love.. From the moment you wake up to the moment you go to sleep.."
Polyurethane responds, giving you his iconic smirk that you're more than used to seeing at this point, to which you only respond with softly placing your lips on his, kissing your angel like he may disappear if you ever let go.
"My angel.. my divinity.. my prince.."
You whisper breaking the kiss and grabbing a blanket, covering you both with it as you push his bangs back, planting kisses in his forehead to his cheeks back to his mouth again. And he's fucking loving it.
"Hmm... That's right.. I'm all yours.. and you're all mine. Just like it was always meant to be.."
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Day 21: Marking – Polyurethane | Paswg
Warnings: Gn reader, marking, maybe a bit ooc, english isn't my first language
A/n: So I'm really not sure how to write Polyurethane yet but this is my first try and I hope y'all enjoy
The bass from the club speakers vibrated straight through your bones, feeling suffocating. You needed air, needed to escape the heat of the crowd. Pushing through a side door, you stumbled into a dimly lit alley, the cool night a shock to your sweat-slicked skin.
You barely registered the figure leaning against the brick wall until he spoke. “Lost, gorgeous?”
He pushed off the wall, and the dim light highlighted his face perfectly. His name was Polyurethane, a fact he’d offered with a grin an hour ago when he’d bought you a drink you never finished. His eyes, dark and hungry, tracked your every move now.
“Just overheatin” you managed, your voice breathier than you intended.
He closed the distance between you and Fuck, he was hot. “I know a better way to cool down.” His finger hooked under your chin, tilting your face to his. There was no question in the gesture, only confident expectation and you were being pulled in.
Your apartment door barely clicked shut before his mouth was on yours. This wasn’t like a tentative kiss of a first date, this was hot and needy. His tongue plunged past your lips, tasting of bitter from the alcohol but also minty, a combination that made your knees weak. Your back hit the door as his body pressed into yours, which made you feel the hard muscle under his clothes.
Your hands fisted in his hair, pulling him closer, and he groaned approvingly into your mouth. His own hands were everywhere, gripping your hips, sliding up to your neck, pulling your closer just to hear you gasp. You broke apart for air, panting.
“Fuck, you taste good” he breathed, his voice ragged. His lips trailed down your jaw, nipping at the sensitive skin below your ear. A shiver ran down your spine and straight to your core.
You let him guide you away from the door, toward the couch, stumbling while exchanging feverish kisses. He fell back onto the cushions, pulling you on top of him, your legs straddling his hips. The hard ridge of his cock pressed against you through his pants, a ffeeling that made your head spin. You ground down against him, and his eyes rolled back, a slight moan tearing from his throat.
“Yeah, just like that” he rasped, his hands gripping your ass, squeezing. “Fuck yourself on me. Show me how bad you want me.”
You obeyed, rocking against him, the friction maddening. You leaned your head down, your mouth finding his neck. You licked a hot stripe up the muscle, tasting salt. He shuddered underneath you, his hips bucking upward.
“Fuck…” he whispered, his grip on your ass tightening.
Encouraged, you sucked the skin into your mouth, hard. You lapped at it, then sealed your lips and sucked again, wanting to leave a mark, to brand him as yours for just this one night. You expected a growl, maybe a playful bite in return.
You did not expect the sound that came out of him.
It wasn’t a moan. It was a scream of pure, unadulterated pleasure, raw and pornographic. It was a deep, guttural noise that seemed to involuntarily tear its way out of his throat. His entire body went rigid beneath you, his back arching off the couch. His fingers dug into your flesh and for a terrifying second, you thought you’d hurt him.
You released his neck with a gasp, pulling back to look at him. His eyes were squeezed shut, his lips parted, his chest heaving. The mark on his neck was already becoming a furious, beautiful shade of purple.
His eyes fluttered open. They were glazed over, dark with a need so strong it stole your breath.
“Do that again” he demanded, his voice hoarse. “Right fucking now.”
The command and the desperate want in it, shot straight to your core. You didn’t hesitate. You dove back in, licking over the already sensitive mark before sucking another one right beside it, harder this time, using your teeth just enough to make him hiss.
His reaction was even more intense. A broken sob escaped him, and his hips pistoned upward, the friction a nice relief for you. “Oh, god, yes! Yes, fuck, just like that! Mark me up, baby.”
The psychology of it clicked into place with dizzying speed. This confident guy, this angel, craved being claimed. He wanted the evidence of your desire etched into his skin. This realization unleashed something feral in you.
You moved to the other side of his neck, your mouth working tirelessly, sucking dark bruises into his pale skin as he babbled beneath you, his composure utterly shattered.
“Your mouth is so fucking perfect” he choked out, his hands frantically pushing your shirt up your torso. Fuck, I’m gonna come in my fucking pants like a cringe teenager if you don’t stop.”
You didn’t stop. You worshipped his neck, marking him again and again, each new bruise pulling another filthy moan from his lips. His hands found your bare skin, skimming up your sides, and he shuddered.
“I need to feel your skin” he begged, his voice wrecked. “Please. Get these fucking clothes off. I need your mouth on my neck, I wanna feel you claim me while I’m fucking claiming you.”
His words were a like a wake up call, you scrambled off his lap, your own hands trembling as you pulled your shirt over your head. His eyes, dark and desperate, drank in the sight of you. He was working on his own clothes, his fingers fumbling with urgency.
“Hurry the fuck up” he groaned, his gaze fixed on your mouth. “I need to feel how bad you want this. I need to feel you when you make me scream like that again.”
Divider by: @saradika-graphics
Kinktober 2025 Masterlist
What if Polyester and/or Polyurethane lost their weapon during a fight and they need to use reader’s panties 🤭
OMG, I had so much fun writing this one. Hope y'all like it!
Desperate Measures Polyester/Fem!Reader/Polyurethane
(Rated T) ►►►[Part 2]◄◄◄
You peered over the cover that you were hiding behind, a big pile of concrete with big ugly rebars sticking up in all different directions. Your hands ended up getting covered in dust, as you tried to peer over into the battle that wasn’t happening too far away from you, standing up on your toes trying to gain a better vantage point from your safe distance away.
“What’s happening?! Is Panty ok??” Brief asked, popping up next to you, as he tried to watch the battle as well.
“I can’t tell, honestly?” You spoke, squinting your eyes to try and catch glimpses of any of the angels trying to take out this group of enemies. You think you can pick up streaks of pinks and blonds in the fast movement of the crowd, but it was all honestly lost to you from this distance.
“Maybe we should get closer?” Brief proposed, trying to take a step forward.
“Are you insane?!” You shouted, grabbing a hold of his jumpsuit in order to yank him back, just in time to see what looked like a piece of a car land right where he was walking.
“Uhh- thanks.” Brief said, pulling out his phone to try and get a zoom in onto the action.
This ghost seemed to take everyone by surprise- it must have come from a powerful source, because it was nothing like anything you had seen before. At first, it seemed like Polyester and Polyurethane had the situation handled, but it looked like the ghost had a major power up. It was a gross looking amalgamation of hair, skin, and nails. A combination of all those gross ideas in a pill they try to sell to women in order to make them prettier.
It was going to be wrapped up quickly, until you witnessed a shadowy blur stick something into the ghost before Polyurethane delivered the final blow.
Before you could even blink, the ghost increased in power, getting not only bigger, but way stronger. It seemed it was impossible for bullets or blades to pierce into it, as the hair was so thick that no one could actually damage it.
The problems only seemed to get worse, as the brothers placed you here in order to keep you out of harm's way, only to watch as the angels Panty and Stocking jump ahead of them to try and claim their kill. Brief ran up to stand next to you, watching as the brothers flew ahead, refusing to let the sisters claim what was rightfully theirs.
It kind of made you a little competitive too, as you chuckled watching a chunk of hair fly off of the giant creature.
“Hey, Brief, who do you think is going to finally hit that thing?” You chided, shouting praise as you wanted Polyurethane cut off another chunk of the monster’s armor.
“Uh, Panty and Stocking, obviously.” He spoke, as you could practically feel his eyes rolling behind his curly bangs.
“Right- because they also got that last one, right? The Kaiju?” You chuckled, seeing him getting a little riled up at your words.
“That doesn’t count! They had to come all far away to save us, they didn’t get a chance to do anything!” Brief said, nudging you with his shoulder as he turned to cheer Panty on as she seemed to have found a weak spot in the ghost’s form.
“Ha! They showed up, but were too busy arguing with those demons- Polyester and Polyurethane are always efficient with their time.” You began to rant, leaning your elbows on the concrete as you watched the battle slowly getting closer.
“So? Panty and Stocking are way cooler with the way they take these things out- big explosions with a big show.” Brief said, leaning forward as well, getting lost in his own fantasies as it was your turn to roll your eyes.
“Yeah- causing all kinds of big damage.” you giggled, sighing as you caught sight of Polyester flipping over the hairy tendrils that tried to whip and grab him.
“Damages that create more jobs.” Brief said, also getting a little love struck, as he watched Panty unload clip after clip into the hairy ghost.
“Y’know- this must be one hell of a ghost, if four angels can’t seem to damage it… Should we be worried?” You asked. Wincing as you watched Polyurethane getting tossed to the side by another tendril, as the ghost seems to be getting used to the angel’s movements.
“Right… I feel like we should do something?” He asked, biting his nails as he watched Stocking get knocked roughly to the ground, her impact making a giant crater in the asphalt where she landed.
“What can we do? It’s not like- AH?!” You screamed, watching in horror as suddenly, all four angels were grabbed- their weapons being tangled into the ghost as its sickening laughter could be heard loudly ringing out.
“Panty, Stocking!” Brief shouted, running forward as the sisters were chucked to the side.
“Polyester, Polyurethane!” You shouted as well, running in the direction the brothers were ejected to.
All four angels came to a sliding stop in front of you, as you ran over and knelt on the ground beside them. They sat up, their clothes a little tore up, and a few scratches and bruises marring their flawless skin. It made you want to cry, you’ve never seen them look so beat up before- it made you so anxious that you wanted to reach out and touch them.
They didn’t like mixing personal and professional business, but you felt like this should have been one of those times that there was an exception.
“They took your weapons! What do we do now?” You asked, looking behind you to see the ghost cackling and gargling in victory.
“Don’t worry, Babe.” Polyester chuckled, lifting himself up while dusting some of the debris off of his clothes.
“Yeah, this may look bad, but we totes got this.” Polyurethane laughed, standing up as well.
You turned to see Panty and Stocking already had new weapons in hand- Panty used Stocking’s undies, and Stocking had her other Sock to give her another sword. You tilted your head quizzically, turning to look at the two brothers, wondering how they were going to get another pair of weapons.
They only had one pair of undies each- and you don’t think full body suits count as lingerie weaponry. Before you could even ask, though, you heard both of them utter the word “C’mere.” as they grabbed onto your shoulders to lay you down onto the damaged road.
It all happened so fast, you honestly didn’t have time to react- you felt your shoes being slipped off, as your sheer tights were ripped off of your thighs. You were almost afraid they were going to be ripped, as Polyurethane being the freak that he was, licked a strip with his tongue from the crotch down.
He twirled the hosiery around in the air, as the pair of lingerie transformed magically in his hands, turning into a pair of hunting knives. The iridescent blades seemed to glimmer in the sunlight, as Polyurethane’s hands perfectly held onto the colorful woven hilt with practiced ease.
Your humiliation didn’t seem to end there, however, as you felt a pair of strong hands grabbing onto your hips underneath your pencil skirt that you had to wear for work. Without your tights blocking them now, Polyester with practiced ease pulled your panties down and around your ankles, taking a moment to appreciate the soft fabric underneath his fingertips.
You could scream, watching him rub the crotch of the material, spinning it in his palm as it also magically transformed into a heavenly weapon. It was only after it took the form of a powerful sawed off shotgun, did he bring it up to his face to appreciate the craftsmanship of the weapon. You could swear you saw him take a whiff, but it was so quick that there was no way to actually tell.
“Wish we could admire this for longer-” Polyurethane began, getting into position to jump back into the fray.
“-But it’s nearing the end of our shift, and we don’t do overtime.” Polyester finished, as both of them jumped into action with their newly acquired weapons.
You were frozen, sitting on the dirty ground, watching as the brothers used your clothing to take down the biggest baddie you have ever seen.
You must have been there for a while, because you felt Brief tapping on your shoulder, quietly whispering that everyone can see your coochie. You screamed, shutting your legs tightly, pulling your skirt as far down as you could while Brief fell back in shock at your reaction.
How would he feel is Panty and Stocking stole his underwear and left him exposed like that?!
He would probably like it, the creep!
“I’m going to kill them! I swear on my own life!” You shouted, popping back up to your feet, as you continued to hold your skit down as far as you could without exposing your bare ass to the world as well. “You assholes! Everyone can see me!”
“It’s not that bad- look, it looks like they are winning now.” Brief tried to comfort, pointing back to the battle, as you turned to see the two of them zipping around the now almost hairless ghost.
The battle only lasted for a few seconds more, as it was impossible to tell who took the final shot, as the ghost exploded and paid out many Heaven Coins. You watched the two containers on the side, one belonging to the sisters and the other the brothers, as they filled up to the brim as the spoils were split equally amongst them.
Brief stood beside the Jar that the sister’s coins were in, as Panty and Stocking landed next to it, celebrating their hard earned victory as they got redressed in their normal garments. In contrast, you stood by the Chest that the brother’s coins were in, glaring daggers at the two of them as they slowly made their way over to you.
They didn’t even look up at you, as they began to clear their schedules on their watches, clocking out for the day as you fumed at their carelessness.
“Hey, good hustle out there.” Panty praised, extending an olive branch in their direction.
“Yeah, without those weapons, we would have been toast.” Stocking said, watching as they dissipated back into your regular clothing.
“Dead ass, these things are the GOAT.” Polyurethane laughed, rubbing the crotch of your tights against his cheeks.
“No cap, our Queen’s drip is snatched.” Polyester agreed, holding up your panties for everyone to see.
“You mother fuckers!” You screamed, using your arms to push them onto the ground, as you tried to wrestle your underwear out of their hold. “Give it back! Give! It! Back!”
A chorus of “No!” and “Make me!” could be heard, as the three of you tumbled around on the dusty ground. “Bruh! Those are my best pairs!” You screamed, as they fought against you harder, as they laughed at your aggressive behavior. All the while Panty, Stocking, and Brief stood to the side watching the rough and tumble take place.
“I kind of feel sorry for her.” Stocking said, watching you trying to pry open her cousin’s fist to retrieve your clothing.
“I don’t, this is too funny.” Panty laughed, taking pictures and videos that she can use for blackmail later.
Polyester and Polyurethane were on the ground laying on their backs, their legs lifted in the air to hold you up at the hip, as they kept you just far enough away so you couldn’t snatch your clothes back from them.
“C’mon, Babe, we may need these later!” Polyurethane said, doing his best to keep you balanced in the air while you swung around violently.
“They were so strong- you can always get more!” Polyester said, also trying to balance you while you tried to pry the fabric from their hands.
“So not the point!” You said, leaning a little more forward to try and reach.
“Uhh- your ass is showing.” Brief spoke softly, as you screamed in horror, rolling over to pull your skirt down to cover your body.
The brothers took this opportunity to run, turning tail as their truck appeared as they snatched the chest holding their coins and booked it to their vehicle. Your face was red from anger at this point, standing up to shout how you were going to kill them, watching as they shot off down the street.
“Cowards!” You screamed after them. “You’ll regret this, I swear!” You said, shouting into the void as you felt a pair of hands landing atop your shoulders.
“C’mon, Girlie, we’ll take you home.” Panty said, leading you to See Through, as they helped you step up into the back seat.
On the way home, you were plotting all kinds of nasty things you were going to do to them as revenge for being a pair of creeps that stole your panties!
@evilskyballz Sorry it's kind of short, a small ficlet, but I just wanted to just plunge right into the good stuff.
Uno Reverse Polyester/Fem!Reader/Polyurethane
(Rate E)
🔞(18+ Only)🔞
It was a long time coming, you thought, as you contemplated how you found yourself in this position to begin with.
You knew they were volatile, knew they could be a bit unhinged, but maybe this is what happens when you give too many inches… They will take a whole mile.
Oh well, can’t say you didn’t enjoy it.
“Glugh- ack!” You gagged, feeling yourself getting pushed further onto Polyester’s cock that was already so deep in your throat, as Polyurethane used his hips to drive his dick further into your sloppy cunt.
To use vulgarity, you looked like a pig on a spit roast.
“Ah- fuuucck, do that again!” Polyester moaned out, the grip on your face clenching harder, as your eyes rolled into the back of your head while the drool spilled out of your mouth to pool on the sheets below.
“With pleasure.” Polyurethane groaned, pulling his cock all the way out of your squishy cunt, watching the strings of fluid coming out of you in globs as they ran along the length of his dick.
You twitched involuntarily, opening your eyes to try and look up into Polyester’s cruel face, but you couldn’t see anything beyond the apex of his muscular abs and pecs. You whined, trying to get their attention, feeling starved for it, as they were just satisfied using you like their own personal fleshlight.
It was kind of nice, not having to be the one to coordinate everything, as you shivered feeling a set of hands running up and down your back.
“You gotta stop wiggling, babe, I can’t focus with you ass gliding around like that.” Polyurethane scolded, his hand making contact with your backside as you jolted from the pain. You felt the corners of your eyes stinging with tears, as all you could muster up was a muffled “Hmph!” in response to the punishment.
“She can’t help it, I mean, look at that face.” Polyester spoke harshly, gripping your head roughly as he pulled you off of his cock, your lips making a loud pop sound as you were forcefully disconnected from him.
Now you were just empty, and that made you whimper, like some kind of pathetic whore.
It seemed to please them, however, as they moaned in unison watching how sloppy you looked. You were normally very high functioning, very clean, very no nonsense- but you allowed for them to be on top this time, so what were you expecting to happen?
“Fuck, you’re such a good girl. I can’t take it!” Polyurethane moaned, hitting your behind once more as you whined as a loud crack could be heard reverberating around the room. He used his hand to soothe the sting, rubbing the now red mark that was on your ass that was the perfect imprint of his hand.
You tried to lean forward, feeling Polyester glide the tip of his cock around your moistened lips, looking up at him with pleading eyes as you wanted to have him back inside your throat. It felt lonely without him, empty even.
“Ah, you gotta beg for it.” Polyester chuckled, using his grip on his cock to tap at your pouting lips.
“Please.” You cried, giving him your best lustful look as you used the tip of your tongue to lick at his swollen head.
“Oh, come on- you can do better than that.” Polyester scolded, as you jolted a little at the feeling of Polyurethane’s hand making contact with your ass once again.
“Please! I want to be full!” You nearly screamed, tears now streaming down your face. “Love it, love you- please! Give me everything- wan’ it!”
“Fuck-” Polyester said, no longer able to contain himself as he forced you to take his entier dick in your throat, as he shivered at the sensation of your tongue lapping up the sides of his cock.
“Shit-” Polyurethane cursed as well, plunging his dick deep within your pulsing cunt, digging his nails into your hips as he felt you immediately swallow him whole without any resistance.
You used one hand to grab hold of Polyester’s thigh, feeling your throat burn at the sensation, while you felt yourself dripping and clenching around Polyurethane’s cock. You couldn’t focus solely on one sensation, making your head spin as you felt a little dizzy with all the sensations you were feeling.
It didn’t take long for you to scream, feeling a hand reach down to roughly flick at your swollen clit, while another hand reached down to roughly pinch and pull at one of your nipples. Feeling your throat close around one cock, while your walls relentlessly squeezed the other, not allowing them to leave as you felt their ends approaching fast.
Polyester came first, as you focused on trying to swallow rope after rope of his flowing essence. Trying to swallow must have caused you to flex just right, as you felt your pussy filling up quick, as you heard Polyurethane whimper as he leaned over you, trying his hardest not to let too much of his seed spill out of your core.
It took a few seconds for all your senses to come back, feeling Polyurethane pull out, followed by his brother removing himself from your mouth.
They stood easily, as you flopped down onto the mess under you, still trying to catch your breath as you laid prone on the bed.
“You good?” Polyester asked, tapping the back of your thigh. You just gave a thumbs up, letting your hand fall back down as you hear them both laugh.
“Maybe we should be gentler next time, she is human afterall.” Polyurethane mumbled, throwing a towel over your now red and swollen ass.
“Nah, she can handle it.” Polyester said, walking out of the room to the restroom to clean up.
You could absolutely handle it, you just weren’t used to being the one left on the bed, lying and wallowing in cooling drool and spunk- it was new for you. It was an experience, that was for sure, but you are still not very sure you liked it very much. That was until the boys came back, using the towel to whip you down, while another one was rubbing some soothing lotion on your now sore behind.
You also didn’t have to ask, as they sat you down on the chair in the room, while they pulled the sheets off the bed to be washed before you could go back to sleep on them.
Maybe… Maybe this part wasn’t so bad.
Imagine a polyester and polyurethane x female reader smut ?, the female is just a regular human , a total sweetheart and shy lady, and I want some dominant angels boys
Sure- I did my best, it's hard to pivot from Pathetic men to Dominant ones. Hope you like it!
In the Background Polyester/!FemReader/Polyurethane
(Rate E)
🔞(18+ Only)🔞
What started out as nothing more than a regular day at work for you, turned into something fantastical as if it were straight out of an anime.
You were a hostess for a popular restaurant in town, one that suddenly out of nowhere began to pop off when a popular guy on Influenstagram posted a short clip of the Cheese and Potato Soup that the chef always makes.
It was a soup, kind of- it was so thick it could almost be quantified as matched potatoes, but the draw was that it was so cheesy that you could do really satisfying and endless pulls with it. It was a slot of fun, a very popular menu item that also tasted phenomenal.
Suddenly, practically overnight, business was booming- and there was a long line out the door and a waitlist system that left quite a few people disappointed. It felt impossible to squeeze people in for reservations, too, as the restaurant was super booked up for months out.
It was kind of stressing you out, as so many people would leave disappointed and angry that they couldn’t come in and try the signature dish. FOMO, or Fear of Missing Out, was a crazy thing to experience from the outside looking in.
“I really am sorry, sir, but there is nothing I can do.” You whispered, bowing deeply as you stood next to the podium by the front doors.
“Nothing?! There is a table right there! Just let me and my girl sit there for like, just a few!” The muscular man complained, pointing to a booth right next to your hostess stand. “All we need are some clips of her trying the stupid soup, then we’ll leave.”
“I understand, but I can’t give away tables like that, it was reserved ahead of time by someone else-” You reiterated, a little softer this time, as you took a few steps back from the situation.
“Bullshit!” He shouted, using his giant fist to slam into the wooden podium, causing a small crack to form in the wood.
It was a solid piece of wood- not a particle board…
“I’m sorry, I really am-” You spoke, standing up fully, backing away a little bit more as other patrons began to look on in confusion.
“No you’re not! If you were, you would let us in, bitch!” He screamed, clenching his fist so tight it started to turn red. You couldn’t say anything else, feeling the tears begin to sting, trying your best to not let yourself cry at work.
“This is how we make our money, we need this!” He shouted, lifting his fist up high. “We can’t miss this opportunity!”
He slammed his fist back down, splitting the podium in two, and you screamed as you watched a cloud of black smoke rise up from the split wood. You fell backwards, watching in horror as a ghost formed in front of you, as patrons nearly ran you over trying to get out the doors in their escape.
You were frozen in place, unable to move, as you felt the monster grab you tightly in its grip.
You closed your eyes, bracing for the end… but nothing happened.
That's when you met them- the angels Polyester and Polyurethane, denizens from heaven sent to help cleanse the earth of ghosts.
They killed that thing in the blink of an eye, a few shiny coins landed in front of you, as you looked up at them with a few tears still falling out of your eyes. They both kneeled down in front of you, each picking up a shiny coin to pocket it, and you expected that to be the end of the interaction…
They surprised you though, as you felt a hand lifting your face up gently by the chin, as a thumb whipped away the stray tears that were still falling.
Your life changed that day, and you still couldn’t believe it, as it all felt like such a dream.
You had no idea why such- such beautiful beings like Polyester and Polyurethane took an interest in you. You never considered yourself especially attractive according to what the beauty standard was, you weren’t someone who was especially boisterous or fun, and you certainly weren’t anyone that they should consider interesting.
You were just you- quiet, mild, and even a little plain.
You had no idea that this was exactly why they liked you- it was always the cute, quiet ones that seemed to genuinely enjoy their company more than most.
They were used to people fawning over them, schmoozing up to them with fake compliments and praise in order to get on their Dad’s good side. It was easy for them to tell who wanted them in their company for superficial things like their connections, bodies, or money.
You, you just were just genuinely happy around them- you weren’t fake, and it was like a breath of fresh air. You were also cute to boot, as they lived for making you blush and squirm, reveling in your reactions.
No matter how many times it happens- a brush of the hand, a small compliment, or a slightly risque conversation. It was enough to leave you breathless, sweating, and full of love and desire for your favorite pair of angels.
All it did was make them want to hear you cry for them, and that was so easy to do.
“Whass a’matter, Babe.” Polyester whispered to you in a soft tone, pulling you closer into him, as you felt the warmth of his breath against the shell of your ear.
“To-too much.” You whined, shaking, as your whole face and body felt uncomfortably warm.
“Aww, poor thing.” Polyurethane laughed, cruelty in his voice, as his hands began to run up and down your body without a hint of shame in his actions. “Don’t lie- we both know you want this.”
You just whined again, leaning forward to hide your face in Polyester’s shoulder, feeling the tears sting against your eyes as you tried to fight against the overwhelming emotions flooding your system. Anytime they were close to you like this, having you sandwiched in between their hard bodies, it left you in a messy state.
You felt your body shivering, muscles tensing, as shots of electricity seemed to zing up and down your whole body.
“Don’t be shy, tell us what you want Babe.” Polyester spoke, no sign this was affecting him at all in his tone, as he used his large hand to wrap loosely around your neck. His hands were so soft, but big and tough, as you’ve seen him in action more than once.
“Uhm- I…” You tried, but closed your eyes and shook your head, not able to speak as your hands went to grab at his arm that was holding you.
“I guess I’ll just have to force it out of you.” Polyurethane spoke, his hands moving up your shirt to roughly knead at your breasts, squeezing roughly in his hold as you nearly sobbed into his brother’s shoulder.
Polyester, not one to be out done by his younger brother, used his free hand to move down your body. Without much fanfare, he slipped his hand into your pants, getting a nice handful of your hips and ass.
It felt so good, what they were doing, and all you could do was whine and cry- wiggling in their harsh grips to try and relieve the overstimulation your body was experiencing.
“Oh, no, Babe- you aren’t going anywhere.” Polyester laughed, helping his brother pull your shirt off of your body, tossing it off to the side somewhere as they both secretly admired the fact you were wearing such a plain looking bra.
It was so you.
It didn’t take long for that to get tossed to the side as well, shivering as you felt the air slightly cooling down your warm body, but the relief didn’t last long as your skin was covered by a pair of strong hands.
Polyurethane began to kiss and bite at your shoulder, leaving some dark marks where his lips were, as his hands continued to knead at your bare tits. He used his skilled hands to pinch at your nipples, causing you to throw your head back onto him, as you moaned loudly without meaning to.
Polyester, again not to be out done, easily slips you out of your pants and panties, smiling as he watches you try to close your legs in order to hide your exposed cunt from his eyes. He just laughed, kneeling in front of you as forced your legs open with his strong hands.
“Ha- wait!” You squirmed, feeling Polyester getting closer to your core, as you felt shame and embarrassment begin to plague your mind.
“Whass’ wrong?” He cooed, looking up at you with his red eyes, rubbing your thighs with longing as he felt his suit getting uncomfortably tight on his body.
“Nuthin’, she is just being a baby.” Polyurethane spoke harshly, biting your neck with so much force that you jumped, squealing as your hands clamped onto his that were still tormenting your breasts.
Before you had time to blink, you felt Polyester’s hands running along the outside of your pussy, as your hands instinctively clamped around his hand to try and slow him down. You were so overwhelmed, all these different sensations running through you, that the only thing you felt you could do right now was cry.
You sniffed loudly, feeling your thighs get pried open, as your weight was being held up by the older angel. He took no time at all, burying his face into your cunt, going straight into licking and sucking at your skin as if he were about to eat you whole.
Polyurethane, sensing the competition, tilted your head to the side and slammed his lips onto yours. He forced your mouth open with his tongue, as he began to explore the inside of your mouth with his, closing his eyes and enjoying the feeling of him swallowing your excited whimpers and small whines.
You felt yourself getting close, feeling your pussy pulsing against Polyester’s tongue that was buried deep within you, trying hard not to cum on his face as you couldn’t stand the idea of him being covered in your sticky mess.
Polyurethane pulled off of your lips with a soft pop, feeling your whole body clenched and tense from all the attention your pussy was getting from his brother. He rolled his eyes at your hesitance- don’t you know how fucking hot it would be for you to cream and squirt all over his brother’s face?
“C’mon- stop holding back!” Polyurethane spoke, opening your lips as he stuck his fingers inside of your mouth. You nearly choked as he pushed his fingers all the way into your mouth, stroking your tongue as you tried to protest his intrusion. His distraction worked, though, as you were so focused on his hands that you accidentally let go.
“That’s it, Babe- fuck.” Polyester spoke, loudly slurping up your slick as you could do nothing but stand back and take what they were giving to you.
“See? Wasn't so hard, was it?” Polyurethane teased, removing his fingers from your mouth, as you gasped while trying to even out your breathing.
Blinded by their speed, you felt yourself being tossed onto the couch behind you, laying down as you saw Polyurethane spreading your legs wide as he kneeled on one knee in between your thighs.
Your eyes nearly bulged out of your head, seeing his freed cock fully for the first time- it was very, very big. Bigger than anything you’ve ever had, so it made you nervous thinking about what it would feel like to take him, as you shrunk back trying to give yourself a little distance.
“Uh-uh, no way.” He chided, pulling you closer by grabbing your ankle to pull you forward. His raw strength always surprised you. “I have been waiting too long for this, so be good and stay still.” He commanded.
You shivered, feeling yourself clenching around nothing, as you saw that mischievous little smirk forming on his face.
You were so distracted with Polyurethane, you nearly forgot Polyester was there, until you felt something warm and hard pressed up against the side of your cheek. You turned to see his equally impressive, large cock, kissing at your face as you looked down at it with an apprehensive look.
You wanted to touch it, wanted to take them, but you couldn’t fight that shy feeling bubbling up in your guts. You squeaked, covering your face with your palms, as Polyester laughed while poking at your cheeks with his dick.
While you were distracted, Polyurethane slowly pressed the head of his cock into your creamy cunt. His hands shook, trying to keep himself from just plunging right in, as your walls were so warm and soft around his head that he couldn’t stop the moan from escaping his mouth. You moaned as well, feeling him stretch you out, as Polyester took the opportunity to slip the head of his cock into your mouth.
You pinched your eyebrows together, trying to focus on what you were feeling, as Polyurethane pressed further and further into your pussy. Polyester slowly began to inch forward as well, encouraging you to relax your jaw, using his hand to guide your head towards where he wanted you to go.
“Fuck, Babe, that feels so good.” Polyester praised, feeling you gag on his dick as he felt your tongue caressing his length. You couldn’t answer, making a gagging noise as you felt drool seeping out from the sides of your lips.
“So good.” His brother agreed, dragging his fat cock out of you, just to harshly slam it back inside. He shivered, feeling your walls squeezing him so tightly that he wasn’t even sure he could keep himself together for very long.
You wanted to be an active participant, so you shyly reached up to wrap your fist around Polyester's cock, stroking the parts of the shaft that didn’t quite fit into your mouth. He threw his head back, placing a hand atop yours, as he felt pleasure running up and down his body. You were also doing your best to try and keep up with Polyurethane's pace, but he didn’t make it easy, as the longer his thrusting went on the sloppier and more erratic he became.
“Shit, Babe, I can’t-” Polyurethane moaned, plunging himself deep inside of you, as you squirmed, feeling his release inside of you. His cum felt so warm, so thick, as you shivered and tightened your grip against Polyester’s cock.
“Fuck!” He said, cumming down your throat, as you began to cough and gag at the sensation of your throat and mouth being filled with him. You tried to keep it all in your mouth, swallowing as much as you could, but it ended up dribbling down your face and landing on your neck and chest.
Both brothers pulled out soon after, watching as you collapsed onto the couch, spent and covered in their seed.
A sinful sight, one they reveled in, as they began the arduous task of cleaning themselves and you up. Burning your limp body covered in their fluids into their minds for later use.
Polyurethan how is an absolute FREAK with no shame telling the reader all the freaky stuff he wants to do to her and the reader is all like "that's nice sweetie" she's so used to his bullshit and is down to do anything he suggests
I also think this- Polyurethane is a FREAK in public, but a puppy in bed while his bro is the opposite.
Hand’s on Experience Polyurethane/Fem!Reader
(Rated E)
🔞(18+ Only)🔞
You sat in your office, Polyester to your left and Polyurethane on your right, both spinning around in their chairs out of boredom as you pinched the bridge of your nose in frustration. For once, it wasn’t frustration at them, but rather it was directed at this poor excuse for a business meeting.
A meeting that already started late due to the presenters being behind, then you had to wait for them to set up their little projectors and power points, then- then they had the gall to complain about the angels in the room.
Something, something private information meant for your ears only.
All it took was a harsh reminder that you were already supposed to be off the clock, and it was your kind courtesy that you allowed them to give you this little presentation when you are not on the clock so to speak.
That humbled them up real quick, as they began to try and sell you on their home made alcohol for you to sell to your patrons at your club.
You had your hand resting on your palm, tapping your fingers on the desk, already unimpressed with their product line up and their inventory list.
Not something you would want to sell to your discerning customers.
Polyester and Polyurethane could sense your annoyance, and while one opted to keep himself occupied using his various devices, the other decided to use you as a way to kill his boredom. Honestly, his touch was not something unwanted, and it always kind of tickled you to see the reactions of strangers to the behavior these angels openly display.
It started simple, with him grabbing your hand and playing with your fingers, curling and uncurling them as he inspected your nails and skin.
It quickly escalated, as you continued to watch the salesmen in your office trip over their words, eyes trained on the cute angel at your side who began to loudly lick and nibble at your fingertips. Polyurethane made sure to smile wickedly while he did it, making cute little noises as he rubbed your hand against his lips and face, lulling his tongue out of his mouth as he circled your index finger.
“So-so, you suh, see-” One of the men tried to continue, as you continued to stare them down without so much as a change in your expression.
“Ugh- like, how much longer is this gonna take?” Polyurethane whined, moving to place your spit covered fingers over his face, as he licked your palms and wrists to try and get your attention away from the salarymen and onto him.
You were really, really good at ignoring them at this point, as you asked questions during the presentation to keep the men focused.
Afterall, it wasn’t your fault they were late.
“So let me ask you, at what temperature do you keep your storage vats? And so how long does it take a product to be delivered once it has been sealed in kegs?” You questioned, looking down at the file on your desk to review the pictures of their facility that they provided.
It all looked relatively clean, but it was a small operation, and you needed to ensure it was all sterile-
“Please, you are like, letting these goons kill the vibe.” Polyurethane continued to complain, as he bit down on your palm a little harder, enough to feel the indention of his teeth on your skin.
You didn’t flinch, continuing to ignore him, as you read over the charts in front of you- it looks like they had some pretty low sales their last quarter-
“I can’t take it anymore!” Polyurethane whined, pulling your arm into his hold as he rubbed his face against it, finally finding his voice. “All I want to do after a hard day’s work is have your pussy on my mouth as you suffocate me with your thighs!”
You sighed, using your other hand to simply pat the top of his head, as you continued scouring over the paperwork.
“What is the Hops to Spice ration on this, er, “Cock Pop Riot” IPA you’re selling?” You asked, your free hand returning to looking down at the “Artwork” of this IPA they were trying to sell you. If you agreed to this, you are definitely going to see if you could get them to change the name. You had some high end clients, afterall, and that name was just too… too vulgar.
“Ah, yes, the ratio- we used dried, uh fermented hops to-” The man tried to spit out, as you raised an eyebrow at his hesitance.
“Sir- a simple question? Are you not able to answer it?” You spoke with a no nonsense tone, as the other man stepped in, placing a hand on the shoulder of the other as he answered your question with less hesitancy.
All the while, Polyurethane was not so quietly whining- “Ah, My Mistress, I need to suck on your clit.” He said, using his teeth to tug on the long sleeved blazer you were wearing. “I’m so deprived of your cunt! I wanna suckle on your pussy until you're creaming and dripping all over my face. I want to, just like, drown in it!”
“Hmm- I have an entire club to satiate, and this looks like a small operation, can you guarantee that you can provide the amount I am asking for?” You asked, not even sparring you angel a passing glance, as you felt him start to tug and pull at you with much more fervor.
All the while, his brother had turned to face the big window behind you, shrugging his shoulders and shaking his head. The word “fuckign simp” could be heard being mumbled out of his mouth, as he leaned back and watched the city pass by below.
“We-we are, ah, uhh, working on operation excretion- expansion! Expansion” One of the men mumbled, clearly growing uncomfortable with the display in front of him.
Good, it was both a power move and a punishment for their tardiness.
“So you don’t have the ability to provide? You’re asking me to provide money for nothing?” You asked, feeling Polyurethane moving up your arm.
“Please! Just kick these losers out! I need to suck on your tiddies while you call me your good boy! I need My Mistress to praise me!” He nearly cried, grinding his hips against your side, as he went to nibble on your ear.
You could even tell Polyester was growing impatient, as he tapped his foot against the large glass panes.
“I mean- no, yes?” The men stumbled, watching your stone cold expression while you had this twink basically humping your side.
“This is like, totally killing me.” He whined, “I just want to feel your sweet creamy walls squeezing my cock.”
“That’s nice, Sweetheart” You spoke, using your other hand to pat his head, as you continued to stare down at the two men in your office. “It seems like you are not ready to do business here with me. Once you are able to show better numbers, and show some expansion, I would consider it.”
“Wait! Wait- we can do other things besides beer, we have liquor, too!” One of them began to grow desperate, pulling out more sheets of paper that he placed in front of you.
“I understand that- I am not stupid.” You spoke, narrowing your eyes at them.
“We know, I don’t mean- don’t mean to question your intelligence-”
“Mistress! Don’t you care about me?” Polyurethane asks, grinding his now erect cock up against your hip. “Oh, I just want to present myself to you, for you to use me like your little toy.”
“That’s nice, Sweetie, but I’m working.” You spoke slowly, as you put their papers together, straightening them and putting them back into the manila folder.
“Huh, fuck, just the thought of you putting one of your cocks in me makes me want to cum in my pants.” He panted, face completely flushed as he continued to spout profanity at your side.
“Listen, I appreciate you bringing me all of this, but I am afraid I am going to have to decline your offer. It isn’t beneficial enough for the amount you are asking for.” You said, holding the folder out as Snaps jumped up to grab it, then running over to the two men to hand them their material back.
“Bu-but.” They tried to argue, as Snaps in a whirlwind had all their stuff packed up and in their arms before they could even blink.
“I will keep you in mind for future transactions. Thank you.” Your voice could be heard, as Snaps pushed the men out of the office, slamming the door shut as you dropped further into your chair.
“I told you, you shoulda just kicked ‘em out.” Polyester said, leaning over your chair as he watched his brother continue to try and get your attention.
“I know- this is what I get for being nice.” You sighed, finally looking down at your debauched angel. “C’mon, Sweetheart, I think I left you waiting long enough.” You said, grabbing his hand and leading him to your bedroom. “You coming, Polyester?”
The other angel shrugged, following behind as he shut the other door to your office, leaving Snaps to clean up for you after your long overtime shift.
I SO don't want to go back to Work >:( Make work not exist anymore, I'm having to much fun writing. My spouse even said he hasn't seen me this happy in a long time.
What if in the middle of ghost hunting the angel brothers accidentally destroyed reader’s house so they let the reader move in with them but nothing comes for free dom!angel brothers if you don’t mind
Have you SEEN the damage these assholes do? This would be awful, but getting to bang some hot angels wouldn’t be so bad… I also went hard on this one... I think I related to it a little to much honestly... LOL
For Rent - Inquire Within Polyester/Fem!Reader/Polyurethane
(Rate E- Warning, AN*L)
🔞(18+ Only)🔞
It was nearing the end of their shift, the end of the workday, as they circled back through the carnage of this side of the city to make sure there were no stray ghosts or any ghost energy left for something to spawn from.
This last one was big, a combination of the young people’s frustration that they will never make enough money to buy their own homes, which in the fray caused all kinds of damage to this housing district.
Not like it matters to them, as they saved all of the lives of the humans living here, and if you asked anyone that is more valuable than real estate.
Unless you’re some kind of evil creep that thinks otherwise, of course.
They walked down the crumbling street, watching for movements, as they kept their ears open for any kinds of noises.
That's where they found you- hands and shoes completely caked in dust and dirt, clothing torn apart barely covering you small and quaking form, digging around in a pile of what used to be a housing complex.
At first, they were going to ignore you, but since they were technically still on the clock they had to act traditionally angelic.
At least their presents brought a smile onto your face, and they secretly admitted that they actually kind of… liked your face.
It seemed like you had nowhere else to go, no one else to turn to, and they knew for a fact that the shelters around the city were hardly satisfactory for you. It was decided that before the clock struck 5:00 PM, they would escort you to their home that they had on earth, giving you a place to crash temporarily while you got back on your feet.
This was another thing that they would only admit in secret- they liked having you here.
You worked part time, and went to school the other part, but all your classes were online- you liked to thank them for their hospitality by keeping their home spic and span. You do a better job than that maid they hired, and that had nothing to do with the fact they like how you looked in those tiny sleeping shorts you wore around the house.
Nothing what so ever.
Over time, it seemed like their admiration began to grow, as you would do little things to make sure they knew how grateful you were for their hospitality in letting you stay here. You would make them little treats, craft them cute little items, and even take care of the nasty housework that neither of them liked doing.
However, they did notice that it was taking you quite a long time to find a palace of your own, and when asked about it you honestly said it was hard to find a place in the city that you could afford. You were working part time, making minimum wage, and were in a fair amount of student loan debt on top of that.
It also doesn’t help that the housing crisis in Daten City never seems to stabilize,as every time a housing firm or the city constructed something, a ghost or some other kind of disaster tears the entire place apart.
Rental prices were through the roof!
Before, you were renting from a wonderful elderly couple, a spare bedroom in their lovely condo that wasn’t too far from your college campus. Now, however, with their home destroyed they decided it was best to cash out their insurance and move across the country where it was easier to live.
You didn’t blame them, but it basically left you with nothing.
The brothers were sympathetic, they were. But it was getting harder and harder having you around all the time.
Not because you were a pest, or anything of the sort, but that they could only handle being around you for so long before they went absolutely feral fuckign themselves into their fists sequestered away in their rooms.
It was starting to get out of hand, for both you and them.
Polyester would steal touches whenever he could, accidentally knocking your step ladder out from under you so he would have to catch you and wrap his arms around your middle. He would brush past you in the kitchen, purposefully pressing his bulge into your ass as he slid by, shivering at the sensation of your warm skin against his. He would also reach for things you were reaching for on purpose, especially if you strained to do it.
Like, the other day you reached across the table to grab something, and he came up behind you to reach over you to grab that thing as well. He had you pinned to the table, your ass right up against his throbbing cock as he leaned in just a little more to grab the bottle you were trying to reach.
He would stand up, as if nothing happened, saying “Here you go.” while nonchalantly handing you the bottle he grabbed for you.
Polyurethane was a bit more… lowkey, as he would do things like sneak into your room when you weren’t there, pocketing a pair of your used panties for his personal use for later. If you asked him about it, he would just shrug and tell you it would turn up eventually, and it would mysteriously be on the side of the washer when you did your weekly cleaning behind the machine.
He would also get a little freaky, sticking your toothbrush in his mouth, using it to brush his own without you knowing. He would use your hairbrush and wash with your body soap, hoping that he can be just a little bit closer to you this way, since he can’t be physically close to you all the time.
Just the other day, you nearly caught him in the act as he was rifling through your dirty laundry basket for that cute little pair of pink lacey ones you wore sometimes. You came into your room, nearly dropping your laptop in shock, as you caught him waist deep in your dirty laundry. He is sly, though, claiming to be looking for a lost shirt he can’t seem to find.
You believed him, wondering if it fell behind the machine again, as he followed you to the laundry room- secretly pocketing the pair of panties in his suit for later.
You were so trusting, none the wiser, as these boys skirted around you in their daily lives.
One day it became too much, as they were walking down the hallway after their work shift, pausing when they heard a small noise coming from your room.
They hoped, silently prayed it was what they thought it was, and they had to stop themselves from busting down the door when they heard the noise again.
That sad, pathetic little whimper. A small moan, followed by labored breathing and sweet murmuring- you were touching yourself.
They couldn’t take it anymore.
Either they needed to fuck you, or you needed to find another place to crash- and they absolutley refused to let you crash with other people, especially if you ended up someplace where there would be competition for you affection.
No, no- it sounded like you all just needed to fuck, to get this all out of your system.
So when they came home that next day, as you emerged from your chambers like you always did to greet them, they wasted no time in making their intentions with you very clear.
You sat at the edge of your bed, legs clamped shut as you looked up at them, your face burning with embarrassment as they gave you your options- either fuck or leave, and they wont let you just leave and live with some other creeps. Oh no, it was either they that are the creeps or you have to be by yourself.
You couldn’t afford that.
Polyester took the first move, being the more suave of the two, as he used his hand to lift your chin to look up into his eyes.
“Precious, I don’t want you to think we would ever leave you out on the streets.” He spoke, using his gloved thumb to caress your warm cheeks. “But you’ve got us in a real bind here, you are just to fuckin’ cute to not stick our dicks in.”
You gasped at his confession, as Polyester wasted no time in using that as an excuse to kiss you- and to him it felt like absolute bliss. It only took a few seconds for you to close your eyes as well, leaning into him as you gripped the bedsheets under you tighter.
All the while, Polyurethane quietly slipped onto the bed behind you, practically purring as his hands began to run up the length of your body under your simple cotton shirt. He shuddered, feeling your nipples peaking out through the thin fabric of your bra, using his hands to grope and tease your sensitive flesh.
They were both basking in your noises, thanking the heavens that you were just as sensitive as they imagined you were.
It was easy to pull your shirt and bra off after Polyester finally let your swollen lips go, as he and his brother easily shed their polyester suits in one quick motion, leaving them in their heavenly garments. You stared at them, completely unashamed, as you admired their toned bodies with just the slightest amount of drool beginning to pool inside your mouth.
They chuckled, basking in your attention, as their egos began to inflate even more than they already were.
“C’mon, Precious, you can look and touch.” Polyurethane said, grabbing your hand and placing it on his pecs, as your thumb accidentally brushed up against his pink and pretty nipple. He whined, lifting his arms up and flexing, as you turned to use both hands to caress his chest and abs.
While you were preoccupied touching his brother, even getting as bold as to lean in to lick his skin, Polyester busied himself in shimmying you out of your sweat pants. Leaving you in a pair of cute, white lacy panties with a little red box on the front. He licked his lips, imagining you were a present all wrapped up nicely just for him to tear into.
He can share you with his brother, for now.
Polyester ran his hands up your bare thighs, feeling you freeze as you turned down to look at him, your ears turning red as you realised you were left only in your panties in front of them. Before you could move, though, the angels were faster than you- as they shed their garments in the blink of an eye.
You could barely breathe, as you felt yourself being lifted and tossed, landing on top of Polyurethane's chest as you straddle his hips on your knees. You felt him grab hold of your thighs, basically pinning him to you, as he looked up at you with a sly grin.
“Uhh- Hi?” You squeaked out, not used to being this close to anyone, as you felt the bed dip behind you.
“Hey there, Cutie.” Polyurethane responded, cool as ever, as he waited for his brother to get into position behind you.
You felt a pair of hands on your behind, squeaking as you tried to push yourself forward, but you were unable to go anywhere due to Polyurethane’s tight grip on your body. He chuckled at your innocent nature, enjoying the idea in his head that he was corrupting you in some way- he may be an angel, but he sure knew how to indulge in some dark fantasies.
“I can tell you don’t- do this very often.” You heard Polyester speak, his hands slowly caressing your backside as he watched your lips fluttering under his touch. You just whined and leaned your head into Polyurethane’s chest out of embarrassment.
You had no idea what that did to him, as his corruption fantasy was going into overdrive.
“We have to make sure you can handle this, that we don’t hurt you.” Polyester continued, licking his index and ring finger, as he slowly began to play with your clit.
The unholy sound that came out of your mouth was enough to make the angel brothers falter, Polyester biting his lip as he fought the urge to just stick it in while his brother tilted his head back to fight off the same instinct.
Once Polyurethane regained himself, he pulled you in to give you a deep kiss, the same kind that his brother had given you earlier.
It wasn’t as sloppy, as Polyurethane licked at your lips, as you easily parted your mouth to let him inside. His hands roamed up and down your body, swallowing the moans that were being ripped out of you from his brother’s touch. He could feel you shivering, allowing them to take control of your pleasure, as his hands found your chest once more as he pinched and tugged gently at your nipples.
You pulled up, a small popping sound created from the separation of yours and Polyurethane’s lips, as you felt yourself nearing the edge of your own pleasure. You tightly gripped the sheets of the bed, nearly screaming as you felt yourself finally reaching that peak, as your fluids dripped down your thighs.
“Now that’s a Good Girl.” Polyester praised, using his fingers to collect the slick that had fallen out of you. “I need you to relax for this next part- don’t clench, ok?”
You nodded, not able to find the words, as you leaned your weight onto Polyurethane's chest.
You winced, whining as you felt a finger not only prodding at the entrance of your wet hole, but one that was also pressing into your other one. It felt so tight, so strange, you didn’t know what to make of it as you rubbed your face onto Polyurethane to try and work through the foreign feeling.
They both encouraged you, telling you beautiful things, as one finger became two, and then two became three.
After a certain point, it stopped being uncomfortable, and actually started to feel good as you felt Polyester's skilled hands continuing to work at your aching clit with practiced ease. Before you even knew it, you had cum again, feeling your eyes rolling into the back of your head as you let the pleasure wash over your frame.
“Alright, Precious, are you ready for us?” Polyester cooed, leaning into your ear as you already felt too boneless to lift yourself up.
“Yeah- please! Please fuck me.” You whined, not sure what came over you, as you looked down to see two large cocks eagerly awaiting your approval for entrance.
You heard a simultaneous “fuck” and “shit” as slowly they began to push into you.
Polyurethane pressed his head into the entrance of your pussy, sighing as he felt himself pressing past the first few rings of muscles there. Polyester at the same time, was pressing himself into your ass, quivering at the tight restriction that your body was putting him through.
It was a tight squeeze, as it felt as if the brothers were pushing each other out, arguing as they tried their best to be in sync. Normally, they were very in sync with each other, often not even needing to speak in order to know what the other was thinking.
You just threw them off their groove, in the best way possible.
Once they were fully seated, they paused to let you catch your breath.
It really was a tight fit, and you already didn’t have much experience when it came to this. They almost felt a little guilty as time pressed on, but once they felt your walls fluttering around them, they knew it was safe to continue.
You groaned, feeling them nearly pull all the way out, before bullying their way back into your holes. It left your head spinning, as you felt every press, every grind as you accidentally began clawing Polyurethane’s chest. You left nasty red marks, as they began to up the speed, finding a good rhythm that seemed to work for all of you.
It was an indescribable feeling, being so full, being so well taken care of.
You arched back, feeling yourself on that edge once more, nearly screaming as your orgasm washed over you. You felt it in your whole body, as you clenched around the two of them by accident. It sealed their fate, as they pushed in as far as they could, also falling over that edge as they shot thick gloppy ropes of their seed into you.
They continued to grind into you, riding out the last waves of pleasure, as you felt Polyester pull out first. Polyurethane noticed your inability to move, as he chuckled and lifted you off of him with ease.
You shuddered at the sensation of their juices spilling out of you, as you were gently laid on the bed next to them.
If this was the cost of them letting you stay, you thought that this was something you could handle, no problem.
I got you! Can I get a polyurethane x chubby reader smut? Where the reader kisses and sucks at his neck and lazily strokes him off until he's a mess
Sorry it took me awhile- I tried to write on my phone last night so my Computer wouldn't bather my spouse. I have a clakey clack keyboard, but the stiches on my hand made it hard to hold me phone. Hope this is at least close to what you wanted?
So My Type Polyurethane/Reader
(Rated E)
🔞(18+ Only)🔞
There were a lot of similarities between the two brothers- their aesthetics and mannerisms were nearly identical, almost impossible to distinguish between the two. It was easy for someone unfamiliar to think they were one in the same, but you knew better than anyone else that wasn't true.
They each had their own thoughts and preferences, and that couldn’t be more plain as day when it came to the subject of you.
What started as a simple accidental interaction with the two of them, created a chain reaction that no one could have ever predicted.
Polyester would all but ignore you at first, not even sparring you a glance as he would walk past. His brother, Polyurethane however, would sneak in a prolonged look at you here or there.
He always tried to be subtle about it, but it was easy to tell he was starring, and it always caused you to wonder what it was that he seemed so interested in.
You’ve seen the Angels Panty and Stocking- you were certain there were far, far more attractive beings in heaven if they were considered what the norm was. Shit, even Scanty and Knee Socks were a real knockout for a pair of red skinned demons.
You were just you… Average? Just another normal human being.
At first, it shocked you, because why would you believe anything that came out of Panty’s mouth? She isn’t a liar, but she has been known to stretch the truth, so when she would tease her younger cousin in front of you about his “kid crush” you didn’t believe her.
Though, it really wasn’t hard to tell he was enamoured, with the way he would nearly drool at the sight of you in a tight outfit.
What followed was what could only be described as social media stalking- anytime you posted a picture of either yourself or your surroundings, it was instantaneous likes on the post. Anytime you posted about having to be somewhere, he would magically appear there on a patrol to “do his duties to keep the city safe”, and anytime you hinted about being interested in something, it was suddenly the topic of conversation between the two of you.
That’s when you knew he was hooked.
It only spiraled from there, as it felt like Polyurethane’s attention became addicting.
It made you feel like nothing you’ve ever experienced before.
He would compliment you any moment he would get, wrap his arms around you while purring about how irresistible you looked- even if you were just wearing casual clothing that matched the outside weather. It always made your face flush, and if you were honest, your pants a little tighter whenever someone as attractive as Polyurethane would smother you in affection.
He would buy you gifts, take you out, and he would basically be at your beck and call should the need arise- even if it was just for some menial task like shopping or errands.
It made you feel loved, and it made you feel attractive- something you can’t really say you’ve ever felt before…
But, you just had to know.
It was an old saying, to never look a gift horse in the mouth, but you had always wondered why., What about you made him feel this way, especially considering you were a flawed human and he was a perfect angel… Well, mostly perfect.
That attitude of his was going to get him into trouble, but, if you were honest you found it endearing. How else was he supposed to compete with his older cousins who always seemed to have heaven’s favor despite being absolute scum bags on the outside.
So you decided now would be a good time to ask him, what it was that he found so fascinating about you?
You had him in a very pliant position, lying at his side as he held you, an arm thrown over his eyes as he was completely relaxed in your hold.
It was a sight to see as you could imagine- you had one hand rubbing his toned chest, as you were impatient and hadn’t even given him the chance to remove his clothing, before you were hit with the sudden need to ravage him. You sighed into his neck, peppering him in your kisses that went up and down his throat, as your other hand was gently stroking him on the inside of his suit.
Who was he to complain? The euphoria he experiences from knowing that you want him just as badly as he wanted you, would actually be comparable to heaven.
“Polyurethane.” You sang out sweetly, giving him a gentle bite on the side of his neck, as you heard him whine in response to you saying his name so sweetly. “I had a question for you, if that’s ok.”
“S’ok, what does my Baby wanna know?” He said, moving his arm down so he could see you while you spoke.
He would always listen to you when you spoke, every single word out of your mouth was like a holy rite to him.
He hopes you know that.
“Nuthin’ big,” you began, squeezing him harder at his base as you felt his balls jump at the new sensation. “Just curious- what is it that you see in me?”
“Huh?!” He asked, shocked as he shot to sit up, nearly knocking you over as he reached over to stabilize you.
You had to hold back a giggle, seeing such a dramatic expression on his face paired with the extreme tent he had in the front of his pants.
You had no idea that such a small question would throw him for a loop, as you snuggled back into him, as his arms wrapped around your shoulders as he coughed into his hands to cover up his little faux pas.
He was too cute.
“You- you’re serious?” Polyurethane squeaked out, looking down at you as you couldn’t help but continue to paw at his cock through his tight pants.
Not that he minded.
“Yeah?” You laughed, “I’m sure you noticed, I’m not exactly exceptionally beautiful or anything-”
“Huh?! Who in the Heavens would tell you that?!” He nearly shouted, grabbing you a little roughly to have you look up at him.
“No one? Just an Observation?” You spoke, starting to wonder where exactly this conversation was going.
“Ugh- don’t freak me out like that! Nearly killed me.” He said, throwing himself back down on the bed as he let out a dramatic sigh.
“I’m sorry,” You giggled, going back to gently stroking him through his pants, hearing him whine as he tried to calm his beating heart down. “What’s with the freak out? Is someone talking shit?”
“If they are, I’ll kill ‘em.” He responded, not missing a beat, as he pulled his pants down to free his now leaking cock.
“That’s what I love about you, My Angel.” You cooed, returning to kissing his neck as your hands began stroking his bare cock. You traced your fingers over the prominent veins, keeping your pace nice and steady to help relax him. “You’re always so sweet- praising me, protecting me, making me feel good.”
“Ahh! S’good.” Polyurethane moaned, enjoying you praising him. “You deserve it-so hot, so good.”
You felt his dick twitch in your hand, as you bit and sucked on the tender spot on his neck just below his ear, causing him to squirm as he felt his head becoming dizzy with pleasure and pure affection.
“My Baby- so soft, so fun to squeeze, to hold.” He began to babble, as your other free hand began to wander up his shirt, scratching gently at his rock solid body as you fought back the urge to drool at how attractive he was.
“Oh, yeah? What else?” You encouraged, pinching and flicking at his nipples while you continued to mark up his body, moving further down to his exposed sternum and chest as you unconsciously ground your hips into his leg.
“So warm, too, can’t get enough of you.” He spoke, moving his hand to now move to fondle you as well, moving his hands up and down your chest as he got a handful of your soft body. “My Baby, so pretty.”
“My sweet Angel, do you want to cum?” You asked, moving your hand at a faster pace as you felt his balls begin to tighten under your stroking.
“Yes! Please!” He nearly screamed, as you felt him lift his hips off of the bed, bucking up into your hands as you continued your quicker pace.”Love you- so perfect, so pretty- Gah!”
You licked your lips, watching the cum shoot out in thick ropes, coating your hand and arms in his fluids. He was panting, as you softened your grip to allow for slower, gentler strokes as you made sure to pull everything that he had out of him.
Once he regained his faculties, you felt your face flush at his confession- “Love your body, no one is more perfect for me than you. So, so gorgeous.”
