strip poker with poly Billy and Stu and their s/o
(A/N): Here you go! This is still very short, but I’m kind of writing this at three am, so… yeah, hope you still like it!
“Looks like it’s (Y/N)’s turn to strip.”
Stu grins at you from his place while Billy chuckles, the blond one already being in his underwear while Billy had still his pants on. You, on the other hand, managed to only lose your two socks, being kind of an expert in poker since your aunt insisted on training you last summer when you visited.
“You’ll have no choice but to lose that shirt now, babe.”
You roll your eyes at Billy with a smile, then shake your head at him. “Who said I’ll lose my shirt?”
“Well, you could lose your pants.” Stu’s grin stretches out. “Either way, I’m perfectly fine with it.”
It’s your turn to grin back, holding their gaze as you let your hands go under your shirt. You fiddle around with your bra a little, then eventually take it out and drop it beside you.
“Holy shit.” Stu’s eyes widen, his pupils still lingering on the (f/c) bra sitting peacefully on the ground. “That was so hot.”
“Fuck this shit.” Billy throws his cards away and grabs your shirt to pull you towards him. “This is taking too long.”
Stu laughs at his behavior, your grin turning to a smirk. “Impatient much?”
You don’t have time to say anything else that he’s already crashing his lips unto yours, Stu’s hands soon finding their way around your waist as he starts to give your shoulder kisses. You can’t help but moan under their touch, feeling their lips turning to grins against your skin.
You got too busy the rest of the night to actually finish that poker game.
