DCU Fanfic: Strip Poker
Title: Strip Poker
Fandom: DCU
Character(s): Tim, Kon, Jason
Pairing(s): Jason/Tim/Kon
Word Count: 299
Genre: general
Rating: PG-13/T
Notes: First of the comment_fic binge. Ready yourself. And please point out typos, god please. Prompt: DCU, Jason/Tim/Kon, strip poker (for modestroad)
Link: comment_fic
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“C’mon, baby bird, you lost that hand. Off with something already,” Jason teased, comfortable lounging, having only lost his leather jacket.
“Yeah, Tim, gotta play by the rules,” Kon chipped in, just short his boots and t-shirt.
Tim scowled as stripped off his pants. He ignored Jason and Kon’s whistles and cat call as he did so before sitting back down, just in briefs. He fought off shiver, and it wasn’t because the room was cold. No, Jason and Kon were staring. Well, Kon was outright staring, but Jason was being a Bat about it, but Tim knew Jason’s eyes were sizing him up too.
“I swear Jason’s rigged this game,” Tim grumbled, crossing his arms over his chest.
“Yah-huh,” Kon agreed absentmindedly, eyes a little glazed over then Jason elbows him. “I mean, no! Why would he do that?”
Jason just smacked his hand to his forehead as Tim turned to glare at him. “Jason...” he said suspiciously.
“Yeah, I rigged the game, but at the boyscout over there’s request,” Jason admitted, thumbing towards Kon. “He wanted you naked, not me.”
Kon flushed when Tim’s glare turned to him. “Hey! We were in this together! ...I mean...” he trailed off. “Jason wanted to see you naked too!”
Tim wasn’t sure who to glare at now, so he just settled for getting up to grab his pants. Before he could, Kon was in front of him. He turned around, and Jason was behind him. Tim was not liking this set up at all.
“Aww, baby bird, you’re already practically naked. Might as well have some fun with it,” Jason whispered seductively into his ear.
“We’ll make up for tricking you, promise,” Kon said sincerely.
Tim glanced between the two guys he was sandwich between and gave up on escaping.
Fandom: DCU
Character(s): Tim, Kon, Jason
Pairing(s): Jason/Tim/Kon
Word Count: 299
Genre: general
Rating: PG-13/T
Notes: First of the comment_fic binge. Ready yourself. And please point out typos, god please. Prompt: DCU, Jason/Tim/Kon, strip poker (for modestroad)
Link: comment_fic
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“C’mon, baby bird, you lost that hand. Off with something already,” Jason teased, comfortable lounging, having only lost his leather jacket.
“Yeah, Tim, gotta play by the rules,” Kon chipped in, just short his boots and t-shirt.
Tim scowled as stripped off his pants. He ignored Jason and Kon’s whistles and cat call as he did so before sitting back down, just in briefs. He fought off shiver, and it wasn’t because the room was cold. No, Jason and Kon were staring. Well, Kon was outright staring, but Jason was being a Bat about it, but Tim knew Jason’s eyes were sizing him up too.
“I swear Jason’s rigged this game,” Tim grumbled, crossing his arms over his chest.
“Yah-huh,” Kon agreed absentmindedly, eyes a little glazed over then Jason elbows him. “I mean, no! Why would he do that?”
Jason just smacked his hand to his forehead as Tim turned to glare at him. “Jason...” he said suspiciously.
“Yeah, I rigged the game, but at the boyscout over there’s request,” Jason admitted, thumbing towards Kon. “He wanted you naked, not me.”
Kon flushed when Tim’s glare turned to him. “Hey! We were in this together! ...I mean...” he trailed off. “Jason wanted to see you naked too!”
Tim wasn’t sure who to glare at now, so he just settled for getting up to grab his pants. Before he could, Kon was in front of him. He turned around, and Jason was behind him. Tim was not liking this set up at all.
“Aww, baby bird, you’re already practically naked. Might as well have some fun with it,” Jason whispered seductively into his ear.
“We’ll make up for tricking you, promise,” Kon said sincerely.
Tim glanced between the two guys he was sandwich between and gave up on escaping.