Title: Royal Flush
Disclaimer: Don't own Sam. Don't own Dean. Still not bloody happy about either fact.
Drabble Challenge Word: "Light" Used a variation of it this time
Word Count: 100 words. *Give the Word Count feature some cherry cheesecake*
Players: Go to Enkidu07's page, and you'll find all the usual suspects. Resistance is futile – you will be drabbleized.
Spoiler Alert: None. Just in a naughty mood…
The woman gazes down at the cards in her hand. Full red lips curve into a smile that would make a shark nervous. With a flourish, she lays her cards down. The two hunters look at them. Dean curses. Sam blushes.
"Royal Flush." She leans back, brown eyes alight with pleasure. "And you know what that means, gents. Get to it."
"B-but " Sam stammers. Turns and looks at the ocean of women watching… all those cameras…
A throaty laugh. "They call it Strip Poker for a reason, honey bear" she purrs.
"Just a little card game, Sam?" Dean snarls.