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

A collective “oooh” raised around you, making Johnny shoot a wide-eyed you an apologetic glance in advance as Kyle friend passed him a shot. You were sitting on the couch, hands on your lap as you watched him approach. Thankfully you were buzzed enough to not be absolutely embarrassed by this, and you could swear you felt your heart skip a bit when his big hand cupped your face, his thumb nudging your lips to part, big cerulean eyes looking down as he towered over you.

He raised the shot glass to your lips, a puppy dog look on your flushed face as you obediently swallowed.