It couldn't hurt

All this dancing was making you hot and sweaty, and you couldn't resist going just a little further. Besides, having some people friendly to you in the criminal underworld was bound to come in handy eventually - at least, that's how you justified it to yourself later.

"You guys have been very forthcoming," you said, swaying towards them. They stared, entranced by your naked breasts, and Stupid Laugh's cock twitched in his pants. "If you hear anything else that might interest me, let me know with this." Pulling a small device from your utility belt, you gave it to Gold Chain. "Just press this button and record your message, and I'll make sure to ... reward you."

"What do you mean?" Stupid Laugh asked. Jeez, this guy was dumb.

Rolling your eyes, you got to your knees in front of them and placed a hand in each of their laps. "Like this. Well, don't be shy," you purred, stroking Stupid Laugh's thigh.

Stupid Laugh grinned and quickly yanked down his pants and boxers; his cock popped out, and you licked your lips as you eyed it up. Tentatively, you wrapped a hand around it as Gold Chains stood up and began undressing right next to you.

"Maybe capes ain't that bad, eh Nightie?" Gold Chains said as he pulled out his erect member.

Smirking, you took hold of it and brought your lips to his tip, kissing it teasingly. "We have our upsides," you winked as you turned your attention to Stupid Laugh.

"Yeah, like a fit-as bod," Stupid Laugh laughed.

Grinning to yourself, you wrapped your lips around his head and started to stroke Gold Chains' cock. Both men groaned in unison, and you felt a glow of pride in your stomach - it was nice to know that your sex appeal was enough to subdue a couple of lowlifes.

You swirled your tongue around the cock in your mouth, before pulling back and spitting on it. As you spread your saliva along Stupid Laugh's shaft, you switched your mouth over to Gold Chains; licking along his length from base to tip, you winked at him again before giving him the same treatment as Stupid Laugh. Once both of them were suitably lubed-up with your spit, you started alternating between sucking one and stroking the other.

Your oral skills weren't perfect, but you could take a decent amount of cock down your throat. It felt amazing - you could feel the blood pulsing through it, and it tasted pleasantly musky. Soon enough, you lost yourself to the pulsing rhythm from below and the sex in the air. A distant memory of your assistant, Julia, reading an article on the libidos of supers (and how they were usually elevated above that of a normal human) nagged at the back of your brain. You ignored it and kept working their cocks like a pro.

"Oh, man," Stupid Laugh groaned. He reached down and grabbed the back of your head to **** you down a little further, and you gagged slightly before managing to widen your throat enough to accommodate him. "Are all capes as slutty as this bitch?"

"Hope so, man," Gold Chains said. "Here, let me have a turn."

The pressure on the back of your head relented, and you coughed softly before feeling one of Gold Chains' meaty hands on your neck. He pulled you towards him and, taking the hint, you engulfed his length obediently. You got about two-thirds of the way down it before you stopped, but Gold Chains didn't seem satisfied; he pushed, and you felt your eyes starting to water.

Eventually, he relented, and you gasped for air. "A bit more gentle, please, guys," you coughed, still stroking both of their hard cocks.

After another minute or so, both of them started giving the telltale signs of being close to cumming: their heavy breathing was almost drowning out the thumping base, and Stupid Laugh's face was a mask of bliss.