AN: This story came about from some late night ficleting in the Sookieverse threads. The chapters are short, but fraught with sexual tension LOL. It's all about Playa Eric, and the games he likes to play with Sookie. Two warnings: 1. This is AH - All Human cast, and 2. Rated M for Mature Themes. This will probably be less than 10 chapters. I hope you like it. It's just some silliness while I work on my longer story.

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Okay, so I know it was a high school game, but the movie had just ended and I didn't know what else we could do to occupy our evening. It was still rather early for us college students, around eight o'clock, and there were six of us sitting in various stages of boredom, when an odd idea popped into my head, "Why don't we play spin the bottle?"

Amelia and Pam looked at me shocked that I could even suggest such a thing, but Bill's and Eric's ears perked up. Sam was the only one who looked confused. Poor Sam. He had been so sheltered growing up.

"I've never played that before. What happens?" Sam's face tinged red as he lowered his eyes admitting ignorance.

I patted his arm, since he was sitting close to me. "It's okay. All we do is sit in a circle and take turns spinning an empty bottle. Whoever the open part lands on, that's who you kiss."

Sam's eyes widened. "Really? Umm, what if it lands on another guy?"

Bill roared with laughter. "Well, then I guess you gotta kiss one of us...but no tongue kay." We all couldn't help but laugh at that one. Bill was such a goof sometimes.

I went to the kitchen and grabbed an empty glass soda bottle I had planned on recycling. It was perfect for the occasion. Luckily, the floor in the living room was hardwood, so the bottle would spin easily. When I returned, the others had already formed a circle, leaving an empty space for me.

Before we began Amelia set down the rules. It had to be a kiss on the lips for at least three seconds. If the bottle landed between two people, you had to kiss each of them. The only concession we made was for Pam. If the bottle landed on the same sex, we had the option of kissing that person on the cheek, but for opposite sex, it had to be the lips.

One by one, we all took turns spinning the clear glass. It was pretty funny for the first fifteen minutes, and the first set of spins went like this.

Amelia kissed Sam on the lips

Bill kissed Pam on the lips

Pam kissed me on the cheek

Sam kissed Eric on the cheek, hesitantly I might add

I kissed Sam on the lips

Eric kissed me on the lips

Bill was a little put out that no one landed on him, so us girls took turns kissing him just to make up for it. He felt much better after that. The next set of spins weren't much different.

Amelia - Eric – lips

Bill - Sam – cheek

Pam - Bill – lips

Sam - Bill and Amelia - cheek and lips respectively

Me - Amelia and Eric - both lips; What can I say, I was being bold and Amelia was cute

Eric - Me – lips

We spun one more round and Eric landed on me again. Hmm, Eric had a knack for spinning it just right so it landed on me, constantly. Once okay, twice coincidence, but three times was pretty obvious.

That was fine with me. I was a junior at the University of Shreveport and Eric was a senior. He was gorgeous with his medium length blond hair and 6'4" frame. He had broad shoulders and was the captain of the college soccer team, and I was totally in love with him.

Amelia, Pam and I met our freshman year and this year we were renting an off campus house, which was so much better than living in the dorms. We felt freer without all the rules of a dorm, even though we laid down some rules of our own. It was also nice to shower without ten other girls in the bathroom with you.

Amelia was an art history major and just came back from spending a summer in Italy, studying the Masters. Pam was a political science major and was hoping to make it into law school. As for me, I was an English major with a communications minor. I wanted to get into public relations work after graduation.

Amelia and Sam were sort of going out. He was also a junior and a poli sci major. He and Pam would sit in the living room sometimes and talk shop. Sam and Bill were friends from childhood.

Bill was a second year senior because of his double major in biology and chemistry. He and Eric were both on the soccer team. Eric was majoring in biology as well, but he wanted to be a physical therapist. So that's how we all met. We had been friends for quite a while now.

After the third round of spin the bottle, Sam and Amelia excused themselves and left. I guessed they wanted to be alone, probably to continue the game on their own. So, it looked like the game was breaking up.

Pam could be a little prudish, but once she got wound up, she could be a hellcat. Tonight she was sort of in between. Pam was helping me clean up, when I snuck a glance at Eric and saw him nudging Bill. Suddenly Bill was on his feet in front of Pam and asking if she'd like to go out for ice cream. She was feeling a little peckish and graciously accepted. That left Eric and me alone, which I suspected was his plan.

Eric never gave me any indication, since I'd known him, that he was interested in me. I, on the other hand, could be read like an open book, which is probably why my face blushed every time he spoke to me. I could manage to speak to a whole room of people about any topic, but leave me alone in a room with Eric and I became a babbling brook.

I went into the kitchen and threw some used paper plates away, since we'd had pizza while watching the movie. As I was rinsing out the bottle, I felt a presence behind me, standing rather close behind me in fact. I turned off the water and stood there, not wanting to turn around. A very tall and muscular body pressed itself into me and a pair of strong hands settled on my shoulders and spun me around. Eric stood there with a very serious look on his face.

Without saying a word, he tipped my chin up and his deep blue eyes bore right through me. Shivers ran up and down my spine as my brain ceased to function. I knew what was coming. It was obvious. My heart was beating faster and my pulse raced. My breaths grew ragged and I was a goner with just one look.

He lowered his mouth to within centimeters of mine and whispered, "Too bad we didn't play seven minutes in heaven."

Before I had a chance to respond, even if I could have, he crushed his lips to mine in an explosive kiss. His tongue found its way into my mouth and swept through it like a tidal wave. His hands pressed against the fabric of my shirt as he palmed my breasts. I just moaned and melted into him, the rest of my body frozen in place. Even my arms couldn't move, and I so desperately wanted to fist my fingers through his gorgeous mane.

After what seemed like an eternity, he broke off the kiss and backed away from me. "Thanks for a great evening. We'll have to do it again sometime."

With that, he left the house, leaving me completely frazzled and confused.