Strip Poker (Patreon)

Later that night, Ember was sent to MrArgent as for to our previous arrangement.

I love these two. I especially love their smiles. They have such beautiful smiles.

I wonder what they do during their playdates?

"Alright, MrArgent! You lose again! HAHAHAHAHA!!!"

"How can you be so good at poker... DAMN IT!!!"

"Ok so it's your choice... Lose the boxer... Or lose the mask... HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

"You are crazy if you think I'm going to take off my mask..."

"Lose the boxer then..."

Ember cocked her fake flintlock pistol.

"Calm down sweetie... Caaaaaaalm down... I'll take them off..."

"Comon... Let me see the infamous "Silver Stick"!!! Hehehehehe..."

MrArgent took off his expensive Fallustore Nekogail boxer, revealing the infamous Silver Stick. Ember couldn't believe her eyes:

"Wait a minute... Ohhhhh... It's like a metaphor... Your dick isn't really made of silver..."

"You thought I had an actual silver dick?"

When saying that, MrArgent moved his hands in front of him, as for to gestuals. Ember didn't like that. She raised her fake plastic gun again:

"Put your hands behind your back, landlubber... I'm not done with you..."

I don't know what happened next because I stopped spying on them and returned home, eager for to smoke.

FIN