Naruto: Royal Flush (Sannin fic)
Title: Royal Flush
Author: des_butterfly
Genre: drabble, humour
Characters: Jiraiya/Orochimaru/Tsunade
Rating: PG 13
Summary: Based on some fan art of young(er) Sannin playing strip poker, of which I don't know the artist's name.
"Three aces," Jiraiya crowed, tossing his cards triumphantly down on the table. "Take it off, 'Nade, and make it good."
Tsunade's eyebrow twitched as she shrugged out of her outer top, leaving her only in her mesh top and bra and panty set. Her skirt had been lost to a straight by Orochimaru the hand before, and she'd tossed it right into Jiraiya's smirking face.
"If you don't shut up, I'm going to make you eat your cards," she threatened. "You're just lucky that I had a lousy hand, otherwise you would have been naked and out this round."
Jiraiya stuck his tongue out childishly, and then waggled his eyebrows with a lecherous grin. "That's unlucky, not lucky Tsunade-hime," he said. "Who wouldn't want to see me in my birthday suit? I am an awesome specimen of manly physique."
"If by 'manly physique' you mean 'pathetic kid with no muscle tone'," Tsunade snorted.
"HEY, YOU'RE ONE TO TALK MISS FLAT-CHEST."
"OH YEAH?" Tsunade grabbed her breasts and pushed them up against the mesh. "WHAT ARE THESE THEN, HUH?"
"YOU STUFFED THOSE WITH TISSUES AN' I'M GONNA PROVE IT NEXT ROUND WHEN I MAKE YOU TAKE 'EM OFF," Jiraiya screamed back.
"I STILL HAVE MY MESH TO TAKE OFF, IDIOT."
"Um," Orochimaru offered quietly, placing his cards down on the table. "Does this mean I win?"
Both Tsunade and Jiraiya stared at the Ace, King, Queen, and Jack of hearts, mouths open. Then Jiraiya snapped his jaw closed, eyes narrowing.
"No," he declared, diving for Orochimaru's overcoat. "It means you lose. Take everything off."
"Yeah, you lose so strip," Tsunade chimed in, her hands busy with the lacings on Orochimaru's pants.
Orochimaru watched in detached amusement as his team mates divested him of his clothing. It might have been his first time playing the strange game called "strip poker", but he was pretty certain when Tsunade put her hands in his pants and Jiraiya ripped the haori off his back that he was winning after all.
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fin.
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Author: des_butterfly
Genre: drabble, humour
Characters: Jiraiya/Orochimaru/Tsunade
Rating: PG 13
Summary: Based on some fan art of young(er) Sannin playing strip poker, of which I don't know the artist's name.
"Three aces," Jiraiya crowed, tossing his cards triumphantly down on the table. "Take it off, 'Nade, and make it good."
Tsunade's eyebrow twitched as she shrugged out of her outer top, leaving her only in her mesh top and bra and panty set. Her skirt had been lost to a straight by Orochimaru the hand before, and she'd tossed it right into Jiraiya's smirking face.
"If you don't shut up, I'm going to make you eat your cards," she threatened. "You're just lucky that I had a lousy hand, otherwise you would have been naked and out this round."
Jiraiya stuck his tongue out childishly, and then waggled his eyebrows with a lecherous grin. "That's unlucky, not lucky Tsunade-hime," he said. "Who wouldn't want to see me in my birthday suit? I am an awesome specimen of manly physique."
"If by 'manly physique' you mean 'pathetic kid with no muscle tone'," Tsunade snorted.
"HEY, YOU'RE ONE TO TALK MISS FLAT-CHEST."
"OH YEAH?" Tsunade grabbed her breasts and pushed them up against the mesh. "WHAT ARE THESE THEN, HUH?"
"YOU STUFFED THOSE WITH TISSUES AN' I'M GONNA PROVE IT NEXT ROUND WHEN I MAKE YOU TAKE 'EM OFF," Jiraiya screamed back.
"I STILL HAVE MY MESH TO TAKE OFF, IDIOT."
"Um," Orochimaru offered quietly, placing his cards down on the table. "Does this mean I win?"
Both Tsunade and Jiraiya stared at the Ace, King, Queen, and Jack of hearts, mouths open. Then Jiraiya snapped his jaw closed, eyes narrowing.
"No," he declared, diving for Orochimaru's overcoat. "It means you lose. Take everything off."
"Yeah, you lose so strip," Tsunade chimed in, her hands busy with the lacings on Orochimaru's pants.
Orochimaru watched in detached amusement as his team mates divested him of his clothing. It might have been his first time playing the strange game called "strip poker", but he was pretty certain when Tsunade put her hands in his pants and Jiraiya ripped the haori off his back that he was winning after all.
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fin.
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