Bryan Williams POV

POV: you run into Bryan at a party

"Come on, let's go" complains your roommate as she touches up her lipstick, "we are going to be late for Delta Phi's first party of the year" (I don't know the name of the actual frat Bryan is in).
"Don't we want to be fashionably late?" You respond, still trying to pick out an outfit.
"Emily has already posted a video of the party to her story, everyone's already so drunk no one will care. Also, wear the red dress. The Tik tok lights at the party are blue so you'll stand out"
You hurriedly slip on your favorite red dress, excited for your first party. When you and your roommate arrive at the party you try to take the whole scene in. Blue Tik tok lights wrapped around every wall, empty beer and white claw boxes plaster the walls, a wet floor sign hangs on the wall as well. My Sweet Addiction plays in the background as you follow your roommate to grab a drink. (Warning: don't drink underage). After you pour yourself a glass of what smells like cough syrup, you lose your roommate. A little of the drink spills onto your arm so you pick up a towel to wipe it off as you find your roommate. You turn around quickly and accidentally spill your toxic drink on someone.
"Omg I'm sorry" you say, completely embarrassed by your lack of watching where you were going.
"No no it's ok" responds the stranger.
"Let me clean it" you say, still not making eye contact, but instead throwing the towel you grabbed onto him.
"Are you sure?" He asks.
"Yeah I got it" you move the towel to where the stain was, on the bottom of his shirt and rub vigorously, thinking there's nothing but abs behind the fabric.
"Um okay" he says with a gasp, the weight from the liquid has caused his shirt to hang a little lower than you expected.
"How is that?" You ask, not being able to tell if you got it off or not. You look up for the first time, towel still pressed firmly to his body, and see his eyes roll into the back of his head.
"I like it" he says in time with the song.
You blush furiously, just now realizing what you were doing.
"Let's go to the bathroom so I can really clean up" he says "and bring the towel"
You follow him up a narrow staircase and into a bathroom. He turns on the lights and you see the big purple stain, obvious even on his black shirt.
"There's no way this is coming out" he says inspecting the fabric. "Guess I won't need this anymore" he slowly takes off the shirt and reveals his toned body underneath. He catches you eyeing his chest "like what you see?" He asks.
You blush in response and he starts to lean in to kiss you when suddenly
*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*
"SoMeOnE LeT mE iN bEfOrE I pUkE" yells someone from outside the bathroom.
"Come on" says the shirtless guy, "let's continue this in the bedroom nearby"
"I'm Bryan, by the way" he says as you follow him into the bedroom. He chucks the wet shirt into a laundry basket, this must be his bedroom.
"I think you owe me one after ruining my shirt" he says finally.
"What do you mean" you ask. He slowly moves the hemline of your dress up and kisses your neck slowly enough for you to stop him. When you don't stop him he continues to kiss faster and slowly backs you up against a wall. He moves to kiss your lips while you wrap your arms around his neck. Bryan pushes your dress up past your waist, allowing you to wrap your legs around him. He pushes you harder up against the wall in response to support your weight. He moans quietly as you rub yourself against him. He slowly slides one of his hands down your body and between your legs.
"Looks like someone's already wet" he says as he lightly drags his finger over your panties. You bite your lip as he slips a finger inside you. Starting off slowly but picking up the pace, he pumps his finger in and out and adds a second one it.
He looks you in the eyes and can see the desperation in them. Feeling your insides start to tense up he removes his fingers.
"I want more" you say, disappointed by him stopping.
"So do I, babe" he says as he removes his belt.
He pulls his member out, not even bothering to take his pants off, and slowly rubs it against the outside of your panties. After slipping a condom on, Bryan then lifts one of your legs up and holds it behind him, and uses his other hand to steady himself against the wall. He keeps his lips centimeters away from yours as he slides your panties aside with his member. You can feel his surprisingly minty breath on your cheek as he slowly slides inside of you. Getting used to the feeling, he pumps in me out slowly as you ache for more.
"Turn around" he orders.
You turn towards the wall and you feel him press up against you again. He then pulls your waist back and re-enters you again, this time more roughly. You desperately try to grab onto something on the smooth wall as he pumps faster and faster. You feel yourself overcome by ecstasy and all of your muscles relax in unison. He pushes you harder against the wall to keep you up and finishes as well.
Then you feel your phone vibrate in your purse. You check it to see your roommate is calling and had already sent a few texts.
"My roommate needs me, I gotta go" you say.
"Awww, no after sex cuddles?" He replies jokingly.
"Maybe next time" you say over your shoulder as you rush out the door.
-downstairs-
"There you are" says your roommate.
"This party is so dead I barely socialized" she complained, "I didn't even see any hot guys, did you have any luck? I haven't seen you all night."
"I'll tell you about it later" you reply, still replaying what had happened in your mind.
"Girl, you're crazy." Your roommate replies as you head out of the frat house. "You better not be talking about Bryan" she warned "All the girls at the party say he's bad news, and only in the frat because he's rich"
"I'll keep that in mind" you reply, not planning to keep any of what she just said in mind.