How to Win at Poker
Eyeing the young brunette over the top of his hand, Clint threw in another two chips, grinning when the kid was the only one not to fold. It was the last round, and Clint had already practically wiped the floor with everyone like normal, but for once he couldn't tell whether the guy was bluffing or not. He wasn't - four of a kind, he was pretty fucking confident - so there had to be something else the kid wanted.
Clint preferred adolescents when they were only visible through his sniper scope.
The college brat matched his bet, tossing in his last few chips, and raised his eyebrows at Clint. The mercenary smirked. "You trying to flunk out of college or something kid?"
He shrugged. "My parents'll keep me in. And they didn't want me spending my trust fund on alcohol, so…"
"Trust fund," Clint snorted. "I bet you're not even old enough to be here."
"How much are you betting?"
Resisting the urge to groan, he added two blacks and sat back, allowing himself to look smug. "Raise or match."
The kid worried at his bottom lip, eyes fixed on Clint over his cards. He's been doing it all night, and Clint can't deny it's… distracting. Glancing at his hand, the boy suddenly smiles and leans forward. "I'll match it," he says.
"With what?"
"Me. For one night."
Clint manages not to let his jaw drop. He has half a mind to refuse the bet, but then the kid does that thing with his tongue and his lips again and Clint knows there's no chance of him refusing. So he smiles, nods to their dealer, and takes his final card. "What's your name?"
"Bucky. Yours?"
"Clint." He has a flush. "Pretty high stakes you're playing with here, Bucky. Sure you can handle it?"
Bucky's eyes drag blatantly over Clint's body, hovering near the table line, a sinful grin on his lips. "Show me what you've got and we'll see."
He lays his flush out proudly. It's hardly a surprise when Bucky reveals he has absolutely nothing, but the eagerness in his eyes when Clint holds out a hand for his winnings suggests neither of them really lost.
AN: Prompt: "Mercenary Clint meets college kid Bucky in a poker game while in between jobs. What starts as flirting over cards ends with Clint winning Bucky for a night (enthusiastic consent from both parties)."