[APH] Strip Poker - SpainxReader by IchikaYume, Jun 16, 2013, 11:32:42 AM Fan Art / Fan Fiction / Humor (Name) giggled uncontrollably at the cheerful voice over the phone. Did he really just ask that? There’s no way this man just asked her that. But then again, he seems like one who would do it. Spinning around, she held the phone to her chest and tried to suppress her giddiness. “_____? You there?” She squeaked and almost dropped the phone, putting it back to her ear. “Oh yes, sorry Antonio.” She rushed around the room, trying to clean it up. “So you want to come over?” He chuckled and she smiled. “Si, I would love to. I’ll be over in a minute.” They ended the call and she finished cleaning. Her best friend and crush was coming over, so she had to look good. Of course, she couldn’t do much, but whatever she could do. Setting out food and drinks, she tidied up what was left just as the doorbell rang. Freezing, she looked at the door and took a deep breath. Answering it quickly, she found the happy Spaniard on the other side. He grinned and held a pack of cards out to her. In his other hands where bags; one, with tomatoes, and the other with bottles of wine. “Hola, mi amor!” Her smile faded and she flushed bright red. Breathe, she told herself and smiled again, letting him in. “So, are you ready for some poker?” He walked to the kitchen, setting his bags down and taking everything out. He knew where everything was, since he had been over so many times. Grabbing a couple wine glasses, he poured them and brought it over to the table. “Antonio, why are we drinking? It’s just poker, right?” He looked up at her, and then looked away. “Oh, did I just say poker? Well I meant strip poker.” He scratched the back of his head and grinned. Chuckling, she nodded and sat down. It’s alright, we are just friends. She thought in her head back couldn’t help but feel saddened by it. Taking sips of her wine, she waited while he shuffled the deck and dealt them out. He was always a bit slow and clumsy with the cards, but she was patient. “Okay, done.” He smiled, holding his cards. His eyes moved as he scanned the hand, all the while sipping his wine. He traded out a couple cards, pursing his lips a couple times. Honestly, she didn’t have much to fear, as he wasn’t really the best at poker. So she would be safe from removing any of her clothes, and the wine would help with that as well. Trading out her own cards, she stopped with a Three of a Kind. Antonio sat his cards down, looked at her. She chuckled; he didn’t have a good hand at all. Placing hers down, she wiggled her finger at him and he laughed. Pulling off his shirt, she almost spat out her wine. Normally people wouldn’t go for the shirt, especially is they were wearing shoes. His chest was built and she couldn’t stop staring. Then she remembered that he had taken his shoes off when he came in. “I’m try better, ______. I can’t lose this match.” They gave each other a smile and continued their game. Going again, dealing the cards, she ended with higher cards. He took off his socks next, teasing her. He never got sad about losing, which was confusing her very much. Usually people would be upset that they were the one stripping, but maybe he’s done this before. But her luck turned when she didn’t get a good hand, and he did. Her jaw dropped and she sighed and pulled off her shirt. She was smart, because showing her bra and cleavage would distract him from the game. Yet, it seemed to not distract him, but encourage him. He got another good hand, and she sneered. How in the world was he doing amazing now. She shrugged off her shorts, tossing them to the side. There was no way he was getting any other hands, because she wasn’t stripping naked. One last time, she would try again. Yet the time didn’t come. He got another hand and she fell face first onto the table. Standing, she chugged her wine and set the glass on the table. If she was going to sit naked for this man, she ought to be drunk. “Wait, _____. You don’t have to do this!” Antonio stood up and rushed over to her as she reached for her panties. Grabbing her wrists, she looked up at him, cheeks burning. His face turned red, and he licked his dry lips, slowly leaning down. “Thanks for playing with me.” He whispered, before his mouth latched onto hers. She fell into him, wrapping her arms around his neck. He picked her up and set her on the table, standing in between her legs and holding her against him. “How about we finish our game with a big bang?” He chuckled softly and nodded. “Si, mi amor.”
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