FMA_Fic_Contest- Prompt 66, Flush: "Raising The Stakes" (Roy Mustang x Maes Hughes)
This was done for the FMA_Fic_Contest. I was really proud of this and it actually won second place. I thought it was a neat use of the word "flush" as the prompt.
Title: Raising the Stakes
Author: Seaweed_FMA
Series: Either
Rating: PG for sexual innuendo
Word Count: 250
Characters: Roy Mustang, Maes Hughes
Summary: When the stakes are high, don't lose your poker face.
Notes: No real spoilers, takes place when they are students in the military academy.
Maes barely stifled a groan when he saw his cards. Another piece of shit hand. He shivered. Having nothing on but a pair of boxer shorts was not very conducive to a cool fall evening playing poker. As he looked up from his cards, he saw a slightly annoyed Mustang staring at him.
“Are you going to go?”
“Oh,, umm..” He looked down at his cards again. “Three.” Maes put down three cards and picked up three more, trying as hard as he could to keep a straight face.
“None for me.” Maes could just feel the smugness in his roommate's voice. The alchemist smiled slyly at his lover. “You care to up the ante?”
“I am down to my boxers. What other ante do I have to give you?”
Roy raised an eyebrow. “If you win, you get to do anything you want to me.”
“Anything?”
“Anything.” His voice was a low, sexy rumble, which caused Maes to shiver again, and this time it wasn't from the cold.
“And if you win?”
“I get to be on top.”
A smile filled Maes' face. Maybe Roy was bluffing. And he could think of many ways to wipe that smirk away.
.
“You're on.”
“You put 'em down first.”
Maes put his cards down. “Two pair, Jack high.”
Roy's smile filled his face. “Royal Flush.”
“Fuck.”
“Yes, Maes.” Roy purred. “That's the idea.”
Title: Raising the Stakes
Author: Seaweed_FMA
Series: Either
Rating: PG for sexual innuendo
Word Count: 250
Characters: Roy Mustang, Maes Hughes
Summary: When the stakes are high, don't lose your poker face.
Notes: No real spoilers, takes place when they are students in the military academy.
Maes barely stifled a groan when he saw his cards. Another piece of shit hand. He shivered. Having nothing on but a pair of boxer shorts was not very conducive to a cool fall evening playing poker. As he looked up from his cards, he saw a slightly annoyed Mustang staring at him.
“Are you going to go?”
“Oh,, umm..” He looked down at his cards again. “Three.” Maes put down three cards and picked up three more, trying as hard as he could to keep a straight face.
“None for me.” Maes could just feel the smugness in his roommate's voice. The alchemist smiled slyly at his lover. “You care to up the ante?”
“I am down to my boxers. What other ante do I have to give you?”
Roy raised an eyebrow. “If you win, you get to do anything you want to me.”
“Anything?”
“Anything.” His voice was a low, sexy rumble, which caused Maes to shiver again, and this time it wasn't from the cold.
“And if you win?”
“I get to be on top.”
A smile filled Maes' face. Maybe Roy was bluffing. And he could think of many ways to wipe that smirk away.
.
“You're on.”
“You put 'em down first.”
Maes put his cards down. “Two pair, Jack high.”
Roy's smile filled his face. “Royal Flush.”
“Fuck.”
“Yes, Maes.” Roy purred. “That's the idea.”