#polyesterxreader

“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!

“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.

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.

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.

❥ They swore to you they wouldn't let that happen! It's just, what's a better way to draw out a ghost than with something that it wants the most?... You really, really hoped it didn't come to that.

❥ You must have accidentally ended up falling asleep at one point, lounging in the back seat of Double-Low Riser, while Polyester and Polyurethane sat in the driver's seats up front. The truck was very spacious, and very comfortable, as the boys had opted to get the luxury model.

❥ Polyester would notice you'd fallen asleep first, debating if he should wake you up or not, considering this was supposed to be an important mission! It would be awful if you made them work this extra shift and then fail to get the extra days off!

❥ Polyurethane scoffed, rolling his eyes, as he thought of all the funny ways he could wake you up. Scaring you was his favorite idea- maybe clap really loud next to your ears, or they could start the car and rev the engine, or they could floor it and hit the brakes and watch you fall out of the seat!

❥ They paused in their scheming, turning to look at you, hearing you release a salacious moan. They both leaned in, as your face clenched into one of pleasure, as you sighed and began to breathe a little bit heavier. Your face was flushing with color as your hands began to clench tightly while you moaned again.

❥ Polyester peered over the headrest of his seat, red eyes wide, as he watched you begin to shift and turn in your sleep. He could practically feel the lust eminent off you, as he felt a shiver crawl up his spine as he heard you mumble his name in your sleep. It was taking everything he had not just jumped on you then and there, remembering he was at work and needed to act with decorum. You were testing his patience, however, as your hand instinctively went to sit upon your fun bits.

❥ If Polyurethane pressed himself anymore up against his seat, he would have become one with the plush leather. He gripped onto it so hard that he nearly ripped the interior, as he watched your face contour in pleasure as you all but panted like a dog. Your face never looked so good, as he saw that cute flush rising to the surface of your skin while his name was moaned from your lips, as you turned in the seat to get into a more comfortable position.

❥ You were dreaming of getting railed, double penetration, as you turned your eyes down to see two fat cocks entering into you. At the end of those happened to be your favorite pair of brothers, your eyes rolling back as you heard them complimenting you, praising you for taking them so well. You didn't last long at all, feeling yourself let go, cream dripping down your core as you moaned louder than you intended to.

❥ Wait! That was too real! You screamed in your head, eyes popping open as you groaned at the tingles of pleasure. It hit you like a truck, as you cursed while shooting to sit up. You looked down to see a distinct wet spot in the front of your pants, as you put your heads in your hands with pure shame. You really just came in your pants in the backseat of the Brothers van… DURING A MISSION!

❥ You turned to see Polyester just smirking at you, a big smug grin on his face as he stared you down. He asked if you had a good dream, and what was it about, and when you didn't answer he continued to tease you. He offered to find you a change of clothes, wince you so crudely made a mess of yourself in your sleep. He even offered to take your spill clothes, but you know if he did that, you weren't going to get them back!

❥ Turning to look at Polyurethane, you just squeaked and hid behind your hands once more, as you recognized that crazed look in his eyes. He was fighting for his life, hands clenched tight around the leader of the seats while he threw his head back in anger at the fact there was nothing he could do right now while he was on the clock. Oh, you know you were going to get it later, as the minute that alarm on his watch goes off you better start running. You're going to have a feral angel on your ass, and really, that wasn't so bad… right?

The Boys were trying to get a hold of you, but too bad for them, you were still feeling pretty raw and rather petty about what happened the last time you were all together.

Your underwear, they still haven't given them back.

So when Panty reached out to invite you out for a small day of fun, you figured it wouldn't hurt, you wouldn't mind repaying them for their kindness after they offered you their condolences and a ride home.

The brothers left you basically naked and stranded in the middle of a ruined city.

You absolutely were still justified in being mad.

The sisters knew what it felt like to be left behind, sobbing in the dirty streets, abandoned without a way home. They told you they weren't surprised by their “snot-nosed baby” cousin's response. In their eyes, those two were always conniving little thieves, determined to get what they wanted without caring who got hurt in the process. 

They spoke from very personal experiences, though when pressed they chose not to elaborate further.

… You didn't really believe that.

The brothers could be obnoxious sometimes, sure, even a little insensitive to your feelings and needs- But they were not malicious to you on purpose. 

They never intended to hurt you, but they did, so now it was time to pay the price for their hubris.

You had always been told you were good at giving the cold shoulder, and it was easy to just turn off your phone and pretend social media didn't exist.

It was just quite surprising to see them reach out to you so quickly, you figured they were going to be stubborn and try to out wait you.

They were just full of surprises, those two.

It actually made you swell a little with pride, to know they noticed you absent so quickly.

“When we're done here, let's hit the shops. Gotta replace what was stolen.” Panty said, crossing her legs as she leaned back in her chair, seeming to enjoy the quiet moment you were all in.

“I would like to, but I'm strapped for cash for now, as I haven't gotten paid yet this month.” You sighed, pulling out your wallet to see that you only had about five dollars left for leisure spending.

“Don't even worry about that.” Panty smirked, chuckling darkly as she held up a black and gold credit card in between her fingers.

“I'm almost afraid to ask, but, who's card is that?” You asked, looking up to see how the plastic card had shined in the lighting of the sun.

“I plucked it off of ‘em during the Ghost Fight.” Panty said, fanning her fingers to show she actually had two cards within her clutches. “Figured they may come in handy.”

“You are absolutely insane!” You laughed, placing your hand on your forehead, not believing how sly the angel could actually be.

"You're so right- now hurry up, I've been itching to get into some new clothes.”

The next time your phone buzzed and rang out of control was a few hours after that, as you sat on the bench in the dressing room of this very upscale boutique, watching Panty dance around in the mirror to show off the new dress she was thinking about buying.

She was a diva through and through, and insisted on only the finest types of clothing available. It seemed strange to you, as you lived a more modest lifestyle, not caring all too much to indulge in the “finer things” life had to offer. 

You didn't want to go too extreme, feeling a little guilty as you saw the price tag of the new pair of panties you wanted to get, but you ended up letting the two sisters strong arm you into the new pair anyway.

You also had found a new pair of rip proof tights- a stronger material that wouldn't rip so easily from tugging them on and off, but was still a nice sheer style that you could wear to work and still be in uniform compliance. 

“I'm surprised you haven't caved yet.” Stocking spoke, placing the lollipop she was sucking on back into her mouth.

You both stared down at your phone, as an image of the brothers popped up while they called you again.

“Huh?!” You made a noise of shock, as you turned to look at her directly.

“I always thought you were, like, their version of the desperate Geek Boy that follows Panty around like a sad lost puppy.” She spoke bluntly, looking at you with her unblinking blue eyes.

“I thought Brief was your friend?” You asked quietly, feeling a little disappointed that this was how they viewed you.

Brief was someone who you could consider a buddy, not quite a friend, as there were no social ties you had together on top of you being a bit older than he was.

He was a nice kid, albeit a little odd, but who in this world wasn't just a little bit strange?

You did, however, count yourself as a close friend and ally to the brothers- you couldn't really help them with their work in hunting ghosts, as they were already top notch at doing that, but you had helped them navigate the city and keep them company while they weren't working.

“Eh-” Stocking shrugged, not giving the title of friend out to him.

To be fair, it didn't really seem like these two had any friends… It was still shocking to hear, though.

They knew people, sure, but beyond Brief and that preacher man you never really see them out and about doing much of anything. Even those demon sisters the brother told you to stay away from had some social connections in the city.

You actually kind of felt sorry for them…

“Is that your impression of Brief? A desperate puppy?” You asked softly, almost afraid of her answer.

“He's like a stray we can't seem to shake.” Stocking said, not missing a beat, continuing to eat her candy as if she didn't say the most hurtful thing in the world just now.

“Like our own little pet, one we never wanted.” Panty said, sliding herself into yet another elegant looking dress.

You didn't really know what to say to that, as you didn't really know the ins and outs of their relationship. It sounded hurtful to you, but you couldn't judge based on one conversation that gave you the ick.

For all you know, they really did like having Brief around, and this was just how they spoke to each other- you've seen those friend relationships that thrive on  provoking one another. Like, they picked on each other, but it was all in good fun.

You'll never really know, it seems.

“Ok! I've decided!” Panty shouted, pulling you and Stocking out of your conversation, as she held up a pretty turquoise dress in your direction to indicate that this was finally the one she wanted.

“Finally- can we go now? I'm bored.” Stocking complained, watching her sister bounce around holding the new garment.

“Cha- let's hit the road, I gotta go find some cock before I lose my mind.” Panty said, taking her purchase up to the counter, along with the pair of tights you were on the fence about buying.

It was endearing in a way that she always did what she wanted, but you could see how it could start to grate on your nerves.

It took no time at all to get home after that, as you all pulled up to the front of your building in their trusted vehicle,  See Through.

As you all got out of the vehicle to stretch, the feelings of guilt and uncertainty slowly went away as you all had a nice conversation on the way home.

“So, tell me more about this neighbor of yours- is he, like, super hot?” Panty asked again, leaning into your shoulder closely as you all walked up to the doors of your building.

“Uhm- I don't know how high your standards are, but I for sure think he is cute.” You said, placing a finger on your chin as you recalled the face of the new guy who just moved in down the hall.

“Forget about that- tell me more about this musical feast.” Stocking spoke, leaning into your other shoulder as she pulled up pictures on her phone of the event.

“Well- they are a heavy metal band, but the gimmick is that they sing about foods and sweets, and during the concert they throw candies and cakes into the crowd for everyone to enjoy.” You explained again, pointing to her phone screen to show her.

“We have to go! Right now!” Stocking said with excitement, wrapping her arms around you to pull you in a different direction.

“No way! Gotta show me the goods first!” Panty exclaimed, also wrapping her arms around you to try and pull you back.

You giggled at their display, enjoying the attention from them, as they began to bicker back and forth with each other.

“Is this where you’ve been?!” You heard an angry voice shout, as you turned around to see the angel Polyester standing by the entrance of your building.

“Ick! You reek of skank!” Polyurethane shouted rather rudely as well, making a show of pinching his nose and turning his head away from you.

The sisters paused their arguing as they rolled their eyes so hard it looked like it hurt, as they placed both their hands on their hips while glaring daggers at their younger cousins.

“Hmph!” You huffed loudly, turning around to face away from them while you folded your arms over your chest, still refusing to speak to them for the time being.

This all could have been avoided if they would have just apologized!

It was like they were allergic to that or something!

Obnoxious brats!

“C’mon, let’s go somewhere else.” You spoke, grabbing onto each of the sister’s arms, leading them back down the street towards the direction of their car.

That was enough to make the brothers both panic, as their angry facade dropped nearly immediately, and was replaced with a look of sheer desperation and anguish.

You had barely gotten two steps out, bracing yourself to avoid falling on your face as you felt your legs coming to a sudden stop. There was a tight pressure on your hips and thighs, it was squeezing you to the point you thought maybe you got caught in something like a rope. 

You looked down, just to see Polyester and Polyurethane clinging tightly to your legs- one on the right and the other on the left. They looked up at you with glossy, blood shot eyes, looking as if they had just recently been crying.

It made your heart clench, feeling so much regret seeing the grief and despair plastered all over their faces.

“Wah-” You weren’t even able to speak, as suddenly you were bombarded with a chorus of “I'm Sorry!” and “Don’t be mad!”s.

You looked up in shock, to see the tragic reaction from the angel sisters.

Panty and Stocking stood to the side, watching with a look of what could only be described as utterly horrified, as their baby cousins began to throw a bit of a tantrum from being ignored by their object of affection.

They've seen their bratty cousins throw tantrums before, but those were at least funny to watch, this was just sad…

They were basically sobbing, rubbing their moist faces up against your legs, leaving tear stains on your clothes. They were gripping onto you so tightly that you were afraid you would fall over if they let go, as their strength was what was keeping you upright.

You felt your face flush in embarrassment, a smile creeping up onto your face as you tried to hide behind your hands. You were enjoying this, but you had wished that it wasn't in front of Panty and Stocking! They didn't need to know you liked this kind of attention, how embarrassing!

You would give anything for the earth to just swallow you whole right now!

You were NOT expecting this, you thought that they would continue to pretend to be all suave and cool- the untouchable angel brothers. 

You felt your insides twist, feeling all mushy, enjoying their groveling at your feet.

“It-it's ok.” you finally spoke, peeking at them from behind your fingers, as they looked up at you with their full attention. “I'm sorry, too. I should have told you what I was feeling- Ah?!”

Before you could even finish speaking, you were toppled to the ground, being completely engulfed by the two as they began to kiss and lick at any exposed skin they could find.

It was quickly growing from a cute display of affection, to one of desperate groping and heavy petting.

You heard Panty cough loudly, as Stocking muttered a quiet “gross”, as they backed away and jumped into their car, leaving your little love fest behind in a cloud of dust.

Still, you were itching for something to do!

It was getting boring having to do all of the tedious clerical work. Office buildings gave you the heebie jeebies, it all felt just so soulless and awful as you waited for the agency to pair you up with a suitable client.

They had decided to pair up with a set of brothers, two young men who recently moved to the heart of the city for work.

You were so excited to get out of the office and back into the field.

You were given their profile beforehand, as the cleaners always got the final say as to whether or not they wanted to take on a job.

You reviewed the floorplan of the home, saw the schedule and receipts from the last time it had been deep cleaned professionally, and a list of things the clients did not want you to touch or move.

It was all a rather standard affair, and nothing you've never faced before in your line of profession.

However you had to pick your jaw up and off the floor, as when you knocked on the door to greet your new clients, you felt absolutely gobsmacked at the mere sight of them.

They were stunning individuals, both of them, their bodies built extremely well and their muscular shapes could be seen under the form fitting suits they were wearing.

They stood confidently in the doorway, as you took a deep breath to try and right yourself, as you gave them your standard practiced greeting.

“Good Morning!” You spoke with a skillful smile, trying not to show that they were affecting you. “I'm here with The Comfy Homes Agency, I'm your new cleaner- It's oh so wonderful to meet you!”

You held out your hand for them to shake, speaking your name clearly and with enthusiasm, as you waited for their returned greeting.

“I'm Polyester, it's wonderful to meet you.” The purple haired one greeted, grabbing your outstretched hand with great gentleness.

You had to hold back a gasp, as he used his other hand to caress the back of yours, stroking your skin with his thumbs in a tight circular pattern.

It left butterflies in your stomach, as you giggled loudly by accident, feeling your face heating up as you unconsciously used your other hand to cover your flushing skin.

“I'm Polyurethane, I can't wait to get to know you better.” The pink haired one spoke next, taking your hand in his with a bit more roughness.

You couldn't stop yourself from gasping this time, as you watched him slowly pull your hand up to his lips, planting a soft kiss onto the back of your hand once it was finally there.

His soft lips left your hand feeling fuzzy and warm.

“Oh, my goodness, what an introduction.” You sighed, placing your other palm on your other cheek once it was freed from their grasp.

These two were dangerous, but you could be dangerous too.

They had no idea who they were messing with.

They had ushered you inside after introductions, as they took it upon themselves to take you on a little tour of their new home. They explained that they were having a hard time keeping up with cleaning, already having a jam packed schedule to juggle around.

That was normal for a lot of people, as you joked they would be shocked at the state of your home, since you spent most of your time cleaning up after others!

It really was a lovely place as the floorplan and pictures hadn't done it enough justice, the whole vibe of the place giving off a sleek and modern vibe.

You were excited to get started!

That meeting ended with you giving them your schedule, and bidding them a nice and professional farewell before you left.

On your way out, though, you accidentally dropped your clipboard and pens! “Oopsie.” You laughed, bending over to pick up your things to put them all back together.

You made sure that your skirt was riding up, gently wiggling your legs, as it was helping to reveal your cute white lacey panties that were creeping up into your skin as well.

You had “accidentally” exposed most of your ass to the entire room, as you pretended to fumble your papers again as you acted coy and laughed at your own antics.

You did shiver though, as you could feel the breeze on your now bare skin, but this was the perfect scenario for you to play into.

Revenge for them knocking off your game earlier.

“How can I be so clumsy?” You laughed, trying to reattach the papers into the clip. You also grinned wickedly, purposefully shaking your hips slowly from side to side, as you took notes in your mind that looked like there were no other people in this home.

You didn't want to step on any toes if you could help it.

These two were quite the snack, so it's surprising that there were no signs of any relationships around them.

These two were too good for you to let go.

You heard Polyester cough loudly, while he nudged his brother harshly with his elbow, as they turned away from you while covering their faces with their palms.

“Well, then, I'll make sure your home is nice and clean while you're away. It was really nice meeting you.” You spoke with a high cadence in your tone, turning around to bow once more, as you left the condo to gather the supply you would need to start cleaning tomorrow.

You didn't see that, once the door was closed, the brothers began to smack each other- insults flying around by the likes of “Don't be cringe!” and “We’re Angels, so act like it!”

The next day was the beginning of the actual hard work- as you arrived at the condo with your small cart full of various cleaning equipment and chemicals.

You'd also arrived in different clothing this time, something that was a little less flattering, unfortunately.

Your uniform was a pair of blue shorts with a white trim, the company's logo printed on the left thigh. You wore a matching blue collared shirt, the same logo printed on the right breast, as you also donned a pair of non-slip shoes.

You already had a game plan in mind, as you knocked on the door while opening it with your provided key.

“Hello, housekeeping services!” You shouted, peeking your head in and waiting a moment.

When there was no response, you went ahead inside to begin your work.

They told you they would most likely be out for most of the day, which is fine, as you expected it to be this way regularly.

You began with the good ole top to bottom method of cleaning. Starting in the kitchen as it was one of the most high traffic areas.

Slipping on a pair of long rubber gloves to cover your arms as you went to work spraying foam cleaner on the oven to let it sit.

You started up top- above the cabinets and fridge, removing stuck on grease and dust working as you worked your way down to the floor.

You were starting to sweat at this point, putting in a bit more elbow grease than you thought, as you worked to remove all of the built up grime that must have been sitting for quite a long time.

You noticed that it was real tile flooring, not stone or linoleum, so it required quite a bit of scrubbing to get it clean. You had a great scrubbing mop for this exact reason, but you glared down below you as you noticed there was a particularly stubborn spot that didn't want to go away.

You felt the sweat dripping down your face into your eyes, as you knelt down on your knees to hand scrub it with a thicker brush, grunting a little as you had to put in quite a bit of force to work at it.

Once the spot was finally gone, and the shiny white tile was basically reflective, you sat up straighter while using the end of your shirt to wipe the collected moisture off of your face.

You hadn't heard the door open through the music in blaring your headphones, as you really had accidentally flashed your bra to the brothers who had unknowingly walked into it.

Polyester threw his arm out to the side, blocking his brother from walking any further, not wanting to disturb you as he watched you with wide eyes.

They both became entranced, watching you remove your shirt completely to continue to wipe your face down.

They both couldn't help but gawk at your tits- your bra barely being able to contain your nipples that were peeking out from the top, while your skin looked extra shiny and supple due to the sweat from your exertion.

You finally turned up, seeing how their jaws were basically on the floor.

You just giggled, acting ditzy and coy, claiming you got a little too warm as you pressed your cleavage together with your arms.

They fled the scene quickly after that, praising how clean the kitchen looked.

The next day you decided to tackle some of the untouched areas- drain fixtures, cabinet fixtures, and window seals were on your radar after doing a basic top to bottom clean the other day.

You were in the main bathroom of the condo, standing on a stool in the shower with a microfiber rag and bottle silver polish, stroking the shower head to spread the polish evenly onto the surface.

You saw Polyester had stopped to stand in the doorway out of the corner of your eye, and you grinned like a cat that finally caught the canary.

You fluttered your eyelashes, leaning in closer on your tip toes, nearly pressing your mouth against the metal as you continued to stroke at the fixture slowly. You purposefully began to circle your hand around the long piece of metal, making a show of the motions as you switched up your speeds frequently.

When you looked up to give Polyester your best bedroom eyes while biting your lip, you had to hold in another giggle as he stiffened up immediately, turning his head and marching away down the hall.

The next day, you wanted to put a layer of mineral oil on the ceiling fan in the living room. Not only will it help repel dust and debris, but it also keeps the wood from cracking and falling apart.

You spotted Polyurethane in the adjacent hallway, lurking around the corner, trying to get a look at you while trying and failing to be discreet.

You made a point to really stretch out your abdomen as you arched your back, stretching your leg out so you were on one foot at the top of your step stool, while standing tall and balancing on your toes.

You had felt your shorts riding up on your ass, as the bottoms of your cheeks became exposed while your shirt lifted at the same time to expose the underside of your chest.

You were even stretched hard enough that your bra was also riding up your breasts, exposing your underboob directly to him. You turned your eyes down, giving a friendly smile, as if you knew nothing about what you were doing.

He was transfixed, watching your every move until you were done applying the oil to the wood, gently climbing down off the step ladder while straightening out your clothing.

These kinds of events lasted for a few weeks, giving the both of them teasing peeks at your skin. It gave you a twisted sense of sadistic joy, watching them try to run away and avoid eye contact with you after you caught them red handed ogling you.

They were professionals through and through, never acting on their feelings, no matter how many times you would see the bulge in their pants begin to grow in size.

It all came to a head after the first 3 weeks you were in their service.

They were remorseful over the phone, as they had to regretfully call you in on your day off to help them take care of something.

It seemed that their kitchen had sprung a leak overnight, and they had a plumber come out and fix it, but he left a huge mess in their kitchen that they didn't have the tools nor time to fix it themselves.

You told them it wasn't a problem, and that you'd be there right away to help. You gathered your supplies and headed over right away, not wanting to keep your favorite clients waiting.

When you got there though, you couldn't help but gasp at the sight!

It was worse than you thought!

Walking into the kitchen you could see mountains of plaster and paint all over your clean floors and cabinets! The sink and counter tops were even coated in it, sticky to the touch as you placed your palm upon the surface- it was even on the top of the fridge?

What kind of plumber even does that?

You just polished that sink fixture!

“Geez! What a mess, I hate plumbers.” You mumbled to yourself after greeting the two angels when you walked into the room.

“We're like, super sorry about this!” Polyurethane said, folding his hands together over his head.

“Yeah, our shift is about to start, and-” Polyester froze, as both their watches beeped in sync, as they looked at each other with apprehension.

“Don't worry about it!” You laughed again, pulling on your signature rubber gloves. “Nothing I can't handle, go do what needs to be done.”

They nodded, sharing one last look, before rushing out the door to start their shift.

You began your work as well, top to bottom like always, grabbing the step ladder to dust the plaster off the ceiling.

That stuff is bad to breathe in for too long.

It took a little while, as you noticed the sun was beginning to set over the horizon as the room was bathed in an orange glow, but you'd finally gotten everything done up to your standards!

“You're still here?!” You had heard Polyester exclaim, as he and his brother shuffled back into the room.

“Of course! I don't ever leave until I'm satisfied!” You laughed, using your arm to wipe the sweat that was on your forehead.

“Heh- that's certainly one way to put it.” Polyurethane joked, earning a smack on the shoulder from his brother.

You just giggled, twirling a lock of hair in between your now ungloved hands, casting your eyes down to act shy and coy.

You wanted so badly to eat them alive.

“Ah, Sorry- unprofessional alert.” Polyester coughed, as his brother rubbed the spot where he was hit on the shoulder.

“I don't mind.” You said, looking up while batting your eyelashes at them. “I'm off the clock, afterall.”

They slowly turned to look at each other, swallowing loudly while looking nervous, their watches simultaneously beeped once again.

“Well- look at that, neither are we.” Polyurethane spoke with confidence, deciding to make the first move out of all three of you.

He was on you in an instant, your back against the kitchen counter, as his incredibly toned arms caged you in under him.

He smiled, his sharp teeth peeking out from behind his lips, as you reached up to place your hands upon his shoulders.

“Hm? Was that all it took, you being off the clock?” You teased, gently rubbing his shoulders while you spoke.

“Hmm- it took both of us being off the clock.” You heard Polyester say, as he approached slowly from behind his brother, leaning in close with his lips just a breath away from yours.

“D’ya know how hard it is to be professional around you?” Polyurethane asked, leaning in close to your neck as you felt the warmth of his breath against your sensitive skin.

“Hmm, I could say the same thing.” You whispered, moving one of your hands to caress Polyester’s cheek. “My new clients are a pair of snacks, and I’m just meant to leave them alone?”

Your affirmation was all it took, as in that moment, your lips were swallowed up by Polyester while Polyurethane dove in to licked and bite at your neck.

You moaned into the kiss when you felt Polyurethane’s sharp teeth stinging at your pulse point, allowing for Polyester to plunge his tongue into your mouth, giving you the fulfilment of knowing what an angel would taste like.

You felt one of Polyurethane’s hands begin to roam up your shirt, running his palm up your abdomen and onto one of your clothed tits. He gave a firm squeeze to your flesh, as he snaked his hand under your bra, pushing it up as he began licking and pinching at your nipple.

You felt electricity shooting through your body at his rough touch. Moans swallowed up by the older angel, who placed his hand upon the back of your head to keep you up against him.

You lowered your hand slowly down Polyurethane's shoulder, scratching roughly at his back with your nails to encourage more touches, as you felt the soft material of his uniform give way under your fingers.

On the other side you felt Polyester's hand begin to roam lower on your body, stroking your hips and lower abdomen with slow and methodical movements that had you squirming under his hold.

He had eventually plunged past your hemline, his hands going straight into your underwear. You felt him lowering his fingertips until he was reaching into your lower lips, exploring softly until he found his target, slowly circling his fingertips over your swelling clit.

You broke the kiss, throwing your head back while gasping deeply, as your hand gripped harder at Polyurethane's back at the sudden jolt of pleasure that rang through your body.

Oops, you accidentally scratched way too hard.

“Oh- fuck, feels so good!” you cried out, your body starting to feel weightless, as you leaned into the brothers to keep yourself standing upright.

“Ah- who knew such a pretty thing had such a filthy mouth.” Polyurethane grunted, as you felt his hips grind up against one of your legs.

You could easily feel the weight of his cock against your thigh.

“Hnn, I can show you just how filthy my mouth can really be.” you spoke back, bucking your hips against Polyester's hand that was still gently rolling around your clit on his fingers.

“Tch, you make it really hard to be a professional angel.” Polyester groaned, leaning his head into your shoulder as he too bit down onto exposed flesh of your neck.

You moaned, using the hand that was on his face to grab hold of his silken purple hair, pulling roughly at his scalp while he began to suck on your skin hard enough to leave marks.

You nudged them aside for a moment, not being able to take all of the body heat the three of you were generating, as you pulled your shirt up over your head to give yourself some relief.

As you tossed the offending article of clothing to the side, you felt a hand reaching behind your back to unclip your bra, as it was also tossed precariously to the side in a random direction.

You hastily put your hands into Polyurethane's suit, pushing it down his shoulders and torso as he followed your movements, freeing his delicious upper body for your viewing pleasure.

You felt your pussy throbbing at the sight of his muscular chest, walls fluttering around nothing at those pretty pink nipples now out in the open.

Polyester had slipped his upper half out of his own suit, not missing a single beat, as you never felt his hand come back up out of your pants.

“Hah- as much fun as this is-” you spoke suddenly, placing a hand on each of their now exposed chests, pushing a little as you guided them back into the living room. “If I don't get you inside of me, I think I might cry.”

You had shoved Polyurethane down onto the couch when you saw his thighs had reached the edge, a small “oof” could be heard as he basically fell down onto the cushion.

You bent down at the waist to pull his white suit down past his hips until his pretty dick popped out, bouncing up and against his waist as he winced at the sudden impact.

You were basically drooling at the sight, the pink mushroom head calling your name as it twitched with his small movements, licking your lips at the idea of a tiny taste.

That's for another time, though, as you had one goal in mind for this interaction.

You had turned around to do the same to Polyester, rolling his suit down further past his hips to free his equally throbbing cock from its confinement.

You couldn't fight back the moan in your throat, watching his tip leaking a thick and creamy precum as you ran your finger up the shaft to collect it.

Maybe just one taste wouldn't hurt…

You placed the liquid on your tongue, making a show to moan and like your finger clean like a lovesick whore, popping it out of your mouth as you turned to look up to the purple haired angel.

You saw him visibly shiver, no longer being able to help himself, as he turned you around and pushed you down to sit atop his brother's lap.

You complied, straddled Polyurethane’s hips while wrapping an arm around his neck. You used your other hand to guide his cock into your dripping cunt, cooing at the weight and heat of it against your hand.

Polyurethane basically howled, throwing his head back in ecstasy as he knocked it against the back of the couch as you sunk down onto him completely as your cunt devoured him whole.

You didn't need any prep time, you'd been thinking about this all week- your body was more than ready to take in his swelling dick, heck, you could probably take a pair of extra large cocks with how turned on you were.

You looked over your shoulder, back at Polyester, as he moved to stand in between his brother's wide spread legs. He didn't need as much guidance as Polyurethane did, basically racing to the goal as he pressed his chest into your back.

You felt his hops lift up as he sheathed himself within your already stretched full pussy, grunting as he forced his way into you.

You had leaned forward to bite onto Polyurethane's shoulder, to stop yourself from yowling out in pain, not wanting them to stop on your behalf.

You have needed this since the day you saw them at the door last week!

It was a painful sting as you felt really stretched, but once you felt a pair of soothing lips on one of your shoulders that was leaving gentle kisses up and down your body, you felt yourself relaxing.

Your body slowly stopped shaking, and your muscles started to unclench while you got used to this new feeling of being stretched out.

It almost felt like you were a virgin again.

After a few moments you felt a gentle hand snake its way around your waist, slowly inching in between where all of your bodies met, once again feeling a rub of delicate patterns into your poor neglected clit.

“Ah- fuck, right there! Right there!” You screamed out, rocking your hips forward on instinct as you tried to chase that toe curling feeling of pleasure.

Your rocking was causing Polyurethane and Polyester to cry out as well, moaning as they felt your walls start fluttering around their dicks, it was like you were milking them, as your body reacted to their touch on impulse.

While Polyester busied himself by playing with your clit, Polyurethane decided to heighten the intensity of pleasure, grabbing onto your hips with force as he pulled you all the way up.

He lifted you all the way up, just until the fat round tips of their cocks were kissing at your gaping entrance, as he looked down to see that your lips were clinging onto them for dear life.

All at once, he pulled you back down, as your tight abused hole had swallowed up their swollen dicks, choking them so tightly that all three of you screamed at the blissful feeling.

You know the whole building must have heard what you sound like by now.

After a few minutes, you all had found a comfortable and easy pace to follow as you allowed Polyurethane to guide how you should move your hips.

You threw your head back against Polyester's shoulder, panting like a dog in heat, once you felt their tips begin rubbing up against a sensitive spot inside your cunt.

It made your walls flex tighter, begging them to keep rubbing that spot.

Polyester continued playing with your clit all the while, your entire lower half was soaked with your creamy and sticky fluid due to his continued onslaught of constant flicking and rubbing of your sensitive nub.

Your poor clit was pulsing, starting to feel sore from how roughly you were being handled by the oldest, his gentle nature leaving him once he began to chase after his own high.

Your eyes were rolling back into your head once you realised what was happening, as you saw that the older angel seemed to want to sneak a taste as well, returning the favor from earlier.

He had ceased his abuse of your puffy clit, as he reached down to run his finger down your pussy lips, picking up a generous amount of your squirt, placing it in his mouth to suck off the excess amount that coated his finger.

“Ah- I'm, I'm so close!” You cried out, feeling that coil tighten within your stomach.

It was so fucking hot, knowing Polyester wanted to taste you just as much as you wanted to taste him.

If this is what awaited you in heaven, you were willing to start going to church every damn day to prove your devotion.

“M’too, Baby.” Polyurethane whined, head still titled back against the back of the couch, his face unfocused and his eyes hazy with tears, as he was completely blissful and fucked stupid.

You were surprised he could even string words together to form a thought.

“You're getting so tight, Hah- I can't last.” Polyester groaned, his face leaning into your back as you felt his hot breath tickling at your cooling clammy skin.

His stroking of your clit became erratic, uncoordinated, as he lost himself in the pleasures of your squishy cunt.

“Fuck, you both feel so good.” You squeaked out as you felt like jelly being squished in between them.

Your practically screamed, body finally snapping that tight coil, as your pussy clenching as tight as it could as you felt yourself cumming.

“Cuh-cumming! M'cumming- haa.”you warned, as you felt yourself release a strong squirt of tacky liquid that coated all three of you, their fat cocks becoming so slick they were afraid they were going to slip out and lose your wonderful heat.

Your rhythm grew erratic, which had caused them to reach their peak as well as they felt your walls clamp tightly around them. It was like you were locking them inside of you, as they couldn't stop themselves, releasing their thick and creamy seed inside of you.

You were desperately trying to catch your breath, falling forward against Polyurethane, as you felt your combined releases dripping thick globs of your combined juices spilling out your hole.

You looked down to see that some of it had actually landed on the carpet, the plush white fabric giving way, displaying the eggshell tint of your combined ejaculation.

You gasped loudly, standing up so abruptly that you accidentally knocked Polyuester down onto the floor as two loud pops could be heard as they fell out of your cunt.

You could hear a chorus of confused “Huh?”s and “What the?”s, as you came running back in with a spray bottle and dry washing rag in your hands.

“Ah! This will stain! Dried semen is the worst- it needs an enzyme cleaner right away!” You said, sliding up to the spot on your knees to spray the entire area where you had dripped.

The brothers just sat there, dumbfounded, as you ushered them off the couch and into their rooms to clean themselves up- you were paid to keep this place clean, and you are going to do exactly that, God damn it!

You did your best to power through all of it though, smile politely when needed and you always made sure to use your pleases and thank yous in conversations, but it all just felt so far away and distant.

So draining…

That's why when it was finally time to be home, you just couldn't take it anymore.

Off came your stuffy, outside clothing that felt as if it was suffocating you, and on came your most comfortable and light set of pajamas. They weren't the most flattering set, or the nicest looking- in fact, they were kind of threadbare, moth holes and stains littered the fabric in the armpits and chest area where most of the movement was done.

None of that mattered to you right now though, they were comfortable, and that's all you really wanted right now at this moment.

Next step, you shut off all the lights that were in the room, closing the curtains and shuttering the blinds to create a dark and quiet atmosphere. You even shoved a small rolled up sheet into the crack of the bedroom door, blocking out any kind of outsider lights from things like clocks and digital displays.

Of course, none of this could be complete without a powerful fan running, allowing the air to circulate and cool down. The sound of the fan’s motor bringing a sense of monotonous comfort, a white noise that would not stop until you hit that switch again to turn it off- perfectly alluring.

Finally, of course you lay down and bury yourself under the covers, placing a cool pillow over your face. As you finally, finally, feel the tension in your muscles begin to melt away. It was like your body molded into the shape of your mattress, as you felt yourself sinking into the comfort of your quiet place.

You weren't sure how long you laid there, or even if you had actually fallen asleep, but you became aware of the small sound of the door to your room opening. The rolled up sheet being moved away as a soft pair of footsteps could be heard gently entering the room.

You didn't bother looking up, or greeting who was there, as it was a limited select of people who it could be.

No one else had a key to your home besides your family and closest friends.

“Hey Sweetie, are you awake?” You heard a rather masculine voice ask, recognizing instantly Polyester's tone, as it was soft and tender. His inquest was immediately followed by a light touch that you felt on your exposed arm.

“Hmm? Think so…?” You spoke, your voice soft yet heavy with sleep, as you came to the conclusion you really must have drifted off at some point since coming home.

You can’t remember doing that, thinking you were fully conscious the whole time, but your body was acting faster than your brain could catch up it seems.

“Aww, hard day?” You heard Polyurethane sighed, as invited himself into your space, as he pressed himself into your side on the bed. His willowy skin that felt like silk was nice and cool, as his body was offering you a welcomed relief to your contrasting warm skin.

“Yeah… Dunno why.” You mumbled, lifting the pillow off of your face as you did your best to let your eyes adjust to the new soft lighting in the room.

Polyester sat on your other side,the edge of the bed dipping under his weight, as he began to stroke your hair. His fingers ran through the strands with ease, taking care to avoid any knots or tangles that would tug on your scalp, making sure to gently scratch at your scalp to help wake your senses up.

“Eh, it happens.” Polyurethane had shrugged, using his body to press into your back as you were laying on your side facing his brother. You hummed, not really having the energy to keep speaking,enjoying his encapsulating embrace as your body continued to relax under their combined touch.

“Did you need anything, Sweetie?” Polyester has asked quietly, nearly whispering as he leaned in to give you a gentle kiss on your forehead.

“No- ‘juss you.” You mumbled grogily, feeling the fatigue still flowing through you, as you did your best to lean up to get closer to the older angel’s touch. He just chuckled, using his other hand to caress the back of your head, as he continued to pepper your face with soft kisses.

You giggled too, reaching up to touch the silky skin of his face, enjoying the feeling of his skin under your fingertips. You had also nuzzled up against him, as he in turn had leaned in closer, utterly basking in your simple touch.

“No fair…” you heard Polyurethane mumble out a complaint, as he sat up further to kiss on your neck and shoulders.

You could swear you felt his tongue also run up the expanse of your skin, but you couldn't actually prove it.

“Hmm- want you, too.” You whispered, trying to turn your gaze to look down at the younger angel behind you. It wasn’t easy though, as you felt Polyester's grip tighten just a little, as he didn’t always like sharing your attention with his brother.

He would let it go, though, as he knew you were feeling a little tired and under the weather.

“Good! Cause I want you more!” Polyurethane proclaimed, a little too loudly if you asked his brother, as his grip on you began to grow harsher. His arms wrapped around your hips, nearly crushing you as you let out a small “oof”, as he snuggled up as close to you as he possibly could.

“Pft, as if.” Polyester finally mumbled out, also deciding to come in to cuddle a whole lot closer, throwing his legs over your hips as you felt the weight of him press into you. “No one wants this more than I do Bro, back off a little.”

“Ain't no way.” Polyurethane argued, basically buying himself under you as you were turned to lay on your back, feeling his hands roam under your thin clothing as his skin was now just as warm as yours. “I've wanted this since day one, bruh.”

“Tch- you couldn't even fathom how much I've wanted this.” Polyester chided, laying on top of you at this point as you felt his chiseled abdomen pressing into your softer waist, all while he continued to nuzzle at your face and neck without stopping.

“Oh my gosh- there is no way Y'all wanted this more than me, you goobers.” You busted out, letting out a hardy laugh, as you had finally found your voice. You reached up to place one hand on Polyester’s head, and reached down to place another on Polyurethane’s thigh, as the whole pile began to shake a little at your movements.

“Ahh! There it is, Dude!” Polyurethane spoke victoriously, releasing his tight hold on you while splaying himself to lay spread eagle underneath you.

“Finally, my siren sings to me.” Polyester follows, shifting himself in the same way, but atop of you instead of under.

Their bodies were beautiful, and you could grate a whole block of cheese on those abs, but they were not comfortable to be squished into.

All jagged angels, no softness at all.

It was truly a double edged sword, but you wouldn’t have it any other way.

“Gah! Why am I in the middle of this sandwich?!” You spoke again, but still laughed as your words had no real edge or bite to them.

“Uh- because you're the most delicious filling ever?” Polyester joked, laying his head on his hands as he looked down at your face.

“Yeah- I would eat you all the time if I could!” Polyurethane said, nibbling at the back of your neck to emphasize his point.

He absolutely licked you before, this was proof of that.

“Pervert.” You laughed again, shaking your head at the silly antics of the two angel brothers.

“Now come on, Pookie, get dressed and let's go get some food. I'm starting.” Polyester said, being the first to take responsibility by lifting himself off of you, as he offered you a hand to help you get up as well.

“Sure, sure- I could go for something gross and super greasy, honestly.” You said, not really thinking about your words, as you took his hand as he easily hoisted you up with his superior strength.

“I keep telling you, I'm right here!” Polyurethane joked, standing up as well, as he stretched his muscular arms up over his head.

“Stop it!” You laughed, gently smacking him, as you turned to go digging through your drawers to find something casual and easy to throw on.

You really had a rough day, but at least it was starting to get better.

You loved hanging out with those two dorks, and you couldn't imagine your life being any other way.