Two angels' butt jobs

"You said there's no cheating when it comes to beating the demons, right? I can think of something that none of them have tried yet!" Azazel pointed out. "Well... m-maybe they've tried it. I can actually think of one demon that's probably tried it--"

"Spit it out already!" the Arch Angel shouted, looking ready to snap-- and not just verbally this time.

"What if we both did it? I mean... Took off our pants and rubbed him together?" the plucky angel proposed, seeming red-faced and breathing a bit more heavily at the brilliance of her own suggestion. "We'll show him the kind of service that angels can provide!" Behind her, the Helltaker stood like a stone statue, keeping even the throbbing of his dick at bay so that he would look like an impartial bystander.

"... The two of us together?" the Arch Angel repeated, tilting her cap's brim down so that it hid most of her face in its shadow, while she frowned contemplatively with the other hand on her hip. "That's the answer that your research has led you to, is it?"

"Yes ma'am! I definitely want to try it!"

The woman tilted her cap up with the tip of her whip and raised one eyebrow inquisitively.

"I-I mean I definitely think we should try it! I'm already most of the way there so... just drop those trousers, ma'am! Respectfully!" Azazel snapped a salute from where she was still positioned on all fours on TV-room rug.

"Ha! If you're doubting my resolve, don't. I said it myself, didn't I? This mission is of the utmost importance! Whatever it takes to show the ingrates of humanity that angels are superior in this regard, it is our collective duty to convince them!" the tall angel announced with religious fervor and conviction, as she dropped her whip and began to unfasten her belt.

As the woman began to remove her black, military-issue boots, the Helltaker leaned over Azazel's back and whispered to her. "I still haven't gotten her name yet," he pointed out.

"... Me either, actually," Azazel whispered back with a shrug. "Hey... Thanks for being so cool with this! It'll really help me out if you make it look like you're enjoying it."

"I'll do my best," the Helltaker answered, thinking that this seemed like one of the least difficult challenges he'd been issued during his pursuit of demons and angels so far.

The Arch Angel looked somewhat laughable, standing in her long coat and uniform, all save the pants, which now sat neatly folded upon the low table in the living room. Her lower body was now clad only in tall, white stockings and lacy, white panties, the kind you might see a fake angel wearing in a certain magazine ad. She had the figure of one of those models as well, with gorgeous legs. Where Azazel's were soft and cute, hers were toned and powerful, looking more fit to crush a dick than caress it. As the other two stared intensely, her face gradually reddened. "I told you! Anything!"

"Then we should probably take our panties off. Should I stand, oooor...?" Azazel questioned, trying to keep her eyes on her boss's face instead of perving on her super-shapely legs.

"No, you have the right idea, behind the couch. I will join you," the taller woman grumbled, seeming adverse to this part. She took up a dog-like position next to Azazel with her toned ass towards the Helltaker, her hands and knees sinking into the carpet. From here, the Helltaker could see the way her stockings compacted the flesh of her thighs and her underwear-- well, that part didn't bear inspecting for long, as she quickly yanked it down around the aforementioned thighs. He was given an unobstructed view of her asshole and pussy (which, he noticed, was already a little wet). Her lower body hair was neatly trimmed. Unlike Azazel, who had to shift every few seconds to stop her legs from getting tired, the Arch Angel was as still as the furniture.

It was almost like she'd done this before!

Seeming to sense what the Helltaker had been thinking, she turned around with a grimace that caused him to shake the dirty thought out of his head. It was hard to clear out such thoughts as Azazel slowly shimmied down her own panties, revealing a large, round bottom with a softness that was just as appealing as the hard-ass's hard ass. The earlier activities had already gotten her plenty wet and the horny smile on her face made it seem like she wouldn't mind if he actually used that hole now. The angel's eyes were darting back and forth between the other woman's bare lower body and the Helltaker's member, as if she was trying to decide which was the most exciting feature.

"Fast, damn you!" the Arch Angel growled through her clenched teeth.

"Should we really be damning him to hell? I think that's the opposite of what we're trying to achieve-" Azazel joked, before the woman practically shouted.

"No more quips, god damn it!"

Seeing that he was the only one who could break up the argument, the Helltaker finally sandwiched his dick in between the right hip of the subordinate and the left hip of the boss, then began to thrust. To increase the friction, he held one large hand to the opposite hip of each woman, so that he could push them towards each other. The two angels ended up cheek-to-cheek in a position they'd probably never pictured themselves in, with their excited juices slowly staining the carpet as they bucked their hips in unison with his thrusts. Neither one of them sat stationary, as both recognized their role to make him as excited as possible...

...As well as a little excitement themselves, feeling how their nude bottoms were causing his sizable cock to throb and twitch.

"Is this good? You have to cum soon," the Arch Angel muttered back, breathing heavily through her words as she swung her hips back and forth to smack against her subordinate's. "The demons cannot be allowed to catch wind."

"Oh, I think it's spectacular!" Azazel responded, wearing a dopey smile on her face as she caressed the Helltaker's shaft with her hip and teased along her boss's ankle and the side of her foot using her toes. It was too priceless, having this rare chance to see the leader of the angel's forces act this way.

"I wasn't asking you, you simpleton!"

Ignoring their banter, the Helltaker took the time to slide his hands from each of their hips up to their bellies, then reposition the two lovely ladies so that now, the full round of their bottoms were positioned against the base and shaft, butt-to-butt. When he moved his hands to rest atop the asses once again, both girls took up the work, dragging their rear ends up and down along his massive cock. When they got tired of that, they moved back to pushing, bopping their butts back and forth against him to create an angel-and-human sandwich with his meat.

"... Are there a lot of other angels like you two?" the Helltaker questioned, gripping into the flesh of each lady's butt.

"Are you still thinking of harems, even now? Insolent bastard," the Arch Angel clicked her teeth.

"Yes," Azazel answered helpfully, while wagging her butt up and down. "I hope I get a chance to do this with all of them some day soon~"

"Me too," the man answered honestly, as the ridiculous backdrop of Paw Patrol accompanied their saucy TV room activities.

Two out of three of them might be happy, but the Arch Angel was growing frustrated. "Finish already!" she commanded.

The Helltaker was a bold guy; as such, he was willing to push his luck just a bit further, even if it meant lying to an angel. "I'm not there yet," he bluffed, feeling like he could release a mighty burst all over the womens' fine asses right now, if he stopped holding back.

"What in heaven's name is it going to take?!" the lady snapped, ignoring the fact that she'd surely draw an audience if she kept raising her voice.