It wasn’t often you would actually leave the books to the side to go to a party, but your friends had assured it was going to be the wildest party of the year if the university rugby team was able to score the final win of the year’s championship.

Just like everyone had predicted, the team had won.

The party was already in full swing by the time you arrived, the loud music, cheering and crowd of dancing bodies putting you in an even better mood than you were before, very much to your friends’ surprise.

You had started to get ready in the afternoon, almost passed out during your everything shower, put on matching underwear and everything, for no reason other than to feel like an absolute babe for the night.

You and your friends were doing shots in the living room, and with one thing leading to the other, you found yourselves playing truth or dare with some guys of the team, including Johnny, their captain. You knew a couple of them from some of your classes, but this was the most you had ever interacted with any of them.

“Feed Johnny a shot,” Kyle said with a big grin, eyes glinting with mischief after you had foolishly chosen ‘dare’. “Make it sexy.”

A collective “oooh” raised around you, shooting Johnny an apologetic glance in advance as your friend passed you a shot. He was sitting on the couch, manspreading as you approached. Thankfully, you were buzzed enough to not be absolutely embarrassed by this, and you swore your heart fluttered in your chest when you climbed on his lap, his big hands sliding up your thighs before they settled on your hips.

You slowly raised the shot glass to his lips, his big cerulean eyes settled on yours, a puppy dog look on his flushed face as he obediently swallowed.