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Azul had lots of work to do.
Well, he always had a lot, but today it seemed there was even more work than usual. Between checking in on the Lounge, dealing with clients, calling suppliers, and schoolwork, his body was pretty worn out -no thanks to the intense exercise he went through earlier in the day. The fact that some humans dealt with these aches and burnouts so often without any sort of break was a miracle.
What made all the work worse was the fact that he had to use the bathroom. He’d held it off for a while when he first noticed it, saying he could go next time he had to stand, but he’d forgotten in those few times and he didn’t want to leave in the middle of such important things. Whether it be new contracts or going over business details, Azul couldn’t risk slipping out of his dedicated mindset for even a minute. His concentration was too strong to lose and he was certain that if he worked fast enough, he could get everything done tonight and let tomorrow be a day to relax.
As the pressure in his bladder hurt more and more, he made sure to change the position of his legs to force it all away. The pain would be no more than the night clamp of his legs being pressed together until he could slowly loosen up and write. He’d readjust his position, move his legs again, and then everything was back to normal.
He could get everything done. There were only a few more things in his pile left and he’d be able to relax with the twins afterward since the Lounge would be closing soon.
His bladder would just have to wait.
And wait…
And wait…
Azul’s autopilot was slipping with the furious pangs of his bladder screaming at him for release. He bit his lips and huffed while he repositioned his legs again, hurrying to find the most comfortable position so he could keep reading the document in front of him.
“You can do this, Azul, just a few more papers left and—”
“BOO!”
Floyd’s booming voice and large hands startled Azul into a scream that melted directly into a moan. He glanced down instantly to see that from between his squeezed legs, his slams were quickly pooling with piss from above with the clench of his thigh muscles and below in his seat.
All he could do was watch as a humiliated whimper forced itself out of his throat.
He felt Floyd’s grip on his shoulders get tighter as he watched his lover wet himself. He heard how his breath got slower and deeper with the dark fabric becoming an even richer shade of black, sinful and seductive in the way it stuck to Azul’s legs and made his lacy panties cling to his cunt. He knew that his heterochromatic eyes were drinking every detail of the moment while taking the thoughts further by imagining that he was literally drinking Azul’s sweet piss.
It was embarrassing to be stuck whining in a puddle of his own piss, scared by his employee, friend, lover, and more. It was shameful to be seen like this by anyone he worked with, regardless of who they were or what dorm they were in. It was warm and weird to be peeing himself in his sacred office where he didn’t even allow the twins to fuck him in.
And yet, there was something about it all that felt so, so good.
His seat was ruined. His uniform was soaked. Urine pooled in his shoes and squished between his toes when he moved them in his socks. The wet streaks in his slacks cooled on his skin, only warming up as more pee trailed down the familiar paths down his perfect legs to mess up the rug under his desk. His panties were glued to him in the warm comfort of disgust and awakenings that made his pussy want more in a way he couldn’t describe.
Tears welled up in his eyes while he watched himself fall into ruin and filth, and yet he rutted his hips for more friction with wanton mewls and desperate huffs of breath until the very end.
“Wow.” The sound of Floyd speaking up again gave Azul a second fright, having somehow forgotten him with his attention so drawn to himself. “I didn’t think you’d be into that.”
“I-I’m not! I just—”
A patterned knock at the door and the sound of a key in the lock filled the room. Despite knowing who it was, Azul felt a shiver of dread run up his spine.
“What’s taking so long, Floyd?” Jade asked, sliding into the room to lock the door behind him. His eyes had barely landed on Azul’s flushed expression when his brother answered him.
“Little Zuly didn’t hear me come in and pissed himself. Got really into it too, he was moanin’ and everything.”
“N-No! I was just startled by it, that’s all! You didn’t knock or anything, so I didn’t know you were in here, Floyd!”
“I did knock, for your information, and I also texted you that we were almost done cleanin’ the Lounge.” He spun Azul to face him and leaned in, puffing his cheeks out while he glanced over his face. After a few seconds, he booped Azul’s nose and pulled back with a cackling laugh.
“Well, I… I didn’t hear my phone go off!”
“Because you left it on the couch, it seems.” Jade picked said phone up from the cushions on his way over to join the two at the desk.
“You can make all the excuses you want, but I saw you rolling your hips and I could hear you tryin’ to hold back cries like a slut in heat, Zuly.”
“And you know how terrible it is for you to lie to us. Do you not trust us anymore?”
“But I… I-It’s just that—”
Having to meet their predatory gazes while they teased him made him feel even smaller than he felt having pissed himself -and enjoyed it. He just wanted to hide away from them without letting any of what happened affect him, to let it slip away from his memory so they could all just have a little post-work date in the Lounge like always.
But he knew them, and he knew they wouldn’t budge until he said something.
“It… It kinda felt good in the end.”
“I’m glad you’re being honest with yourself, Azul.” Jade moved in to kiss his cheek, lingering by his face to whisper in his lover’s ear. “Now, just relax and we’ll help you clean up.”
“Wait, what?”
“Nope!” Floyd fell to his knees in an instant and pinned Azul’s legs into the chair as he tried to get up. “You’re not gettin’ away until we’re done with ya!”
“B-But I don’t—”
“Will it really be that bad if we stay in here just this once?” Guiding his chin to meet his eyes, Jade offered Azul a seductive look that he knew would work in his favor.
“I…”
Azul huffed, glancing away from the calmer twin’s knowing expression.
“I guess it’ll be alright. It’s just cleanup, after all.”
“That’s more like it!”
And with the sound of Azul’s belt being undone, Floyd forced his pants down his legs to suck at his clit through the piss-soaked panties he wore.
The night was long, but the cleanup was longer -and well enjoyed, with how much piss Azul was able to enjoy in and outside of his body.