You were relaxing at home on your day off when you suddenly got a text from your friend they were going to the club to drink, and they brought you along. You reluctantly agreed, getting up and changing into a cute outfit and doing your hair and makeup. You gave yourself one more once over before getting in your car and driving to the club to meet up with your friends.

It had been a few hours into the night, you and your friends were pretty drunk. You would do a few shots, then go onto the dance floor and dance. You were having fun, since becoming a well-known pro-hero, you haven't had much time to let loose and relax. You were working long hours, and you needed this. As you kept dancing and drinking, you kept feeling a pair of eyes on you. When you turned around to look, you were met with crimson red eyes in the corner of the bar watching you. The man eventually stood up and made his way to you.

"Mind if I buy you a drink?"

He spoke, his voice was deep and raspy that sent chills down your spine. You nodded, and after a while, you two started drinking and talking. You forgot about your friends and went on the dance floor with him and the two of you started dancing. Your hips grinded against his, his hands on your hips as the two moved together. The alcohol was for sure giving a major confidence boost.