Louis: "Truth or dare?" Zayn asks, slurring his words. You and the boys decided to play a game of drinking truth or dare. If someone asks you a truth and you answer, the person who asks takes a shot. If someone dares you to do something, and you do it, that person takes a shot. If you don't complete the dare, you take a shot and every ten minutes, you all take a shot. You, being the most sober, laugh at the boys. You did every dare and answered every truth the boys told you to do, the only drink you had was the shots that you all had to take every ten minutes. "Dare." Louis answers. "I dare you to ... put whipped cream on your dick and have [Y/N] lick it off." Your eyes popped out of your head and Louis smirked at you. He stood up and in a matter of minutes, his pants were down, his man area doused in whipped cream. You glare at Zayn and he chuckles. "You guys aren't uncomfortable with this?" You ask and in response you got a symphony of hell no's and never's. You groan and trudge over to your boyfriend, who is more than ready to receive a blow job. "I DON'T WANNA!" You whine and they all throw pretzels at you. "Fine!" You groan and get down on your knees. "I hate you." You scowl at Louis. "You love me." He smirks back, his fingers already tangling in your hair. You huff and close your eyes and before you know it, the overwhelming taste of vanilla cream is dancing across your taste buds. You hear Louis moaning as his hands guide your head back and forth. "Fuuuuck." He moans and you continue, enjoying it yourself actually. Two minutes later, when Louis released and you both got cleaned up, you both sat down again, him holding you in his arms. You look around to see Niall missing. "... Where's Nialler?" "Masturbating." Liam hiccups and you all get up and creep into your and Louis' bedroom where he is massaging his shaft. "Niall!" You shout and he jumps, head shooting up and eyes snapping open. You all roll around in laughter and the boys leave. "Turned on?" You ask, looking into his glassy, drunken eyes. He nods and you push him onto the floor, straddling him. You lowered your lips to his ear and whispered "Aren't you happy you have two hands?" You felt him harden even more, and you kiss the spot below his ear. You smirk and stand up, going back to your boyfriend. The next day, the boys remember everything (which upsets you, knowing they remember you giving Louis a blow) and Niall keeps looking over at you, biting his lip.