Pairing: Avi Kaplan/Kirstie Maldonado
Summary:
"Truth. I'll take truth.", Avi carelessly said, leant back.
"Great!", a little bit too enthusiastic, Scott claimed. He turned to Kirstie, his eyes twinkled with excitement. "What's your next choice?"
The soprano raised an eyebrow at the blond, questioned. "Why me? It's not my turn now."
"Just answer!"
"Okay, okay, it's truth...", rolled her orbs at Scott, she sighed.
"Because I want you two telling this truth together.". The baritone smiled at them and took a deep breath. He shot out quickly. "What the heck happened the day I saw you, Kit, in your jeans and bras only and you, Avi, shirtless? The night I sloppily walked into the basement, remember?"
"Ah...", Avi let out a long breath, and turned his gaze to the girl next by. "Do you remember it, my sauce little minx?"
Plot: When Scott accidentally revealed Kavi's little kinky game involved to some naughty stripling.
Length: One-shot
Rating: Won't be a smut guys.
A/N: I found strip game sexy in so many ways.
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