N: Hello dear readers. Here's another two-chapters-one-shot from me. This one is specially written for a very special friend of mine on this site, Angela76, as a 'thank you' for all her support and kind words. I know there have been a million other stories extremely well written on this game, but I hope mine will have a special something to make it different and you will like it. The next chapter will be on next Friday or so.

Thank you Ella for looking over this so quickly!


I dare you to tell the truth!

Elena put the big bowl with fresh cut lemons on the floor and took a seat between Damon and Caroline completing the circle. They were all seated on the soft, dark-red rug in the middle of the living room. The bowl that Elena just brought, a bottle of Tequila and salt were carefully arranged in the middle. Everyone had their own glass.

Damon was on Elena's left, Caroline was on her right, and Klaus was facing her. This silly 'truth or dare' game had actually been his idea. He said he wants to get to know them better. Of course they knew they didn't have a choice or Klaus would start killing people – innocent people. So here they all were, playing by his rules. Face to face were also Bonnie and Matt and Tyler and Stefan. One thing was for sure, this couldn't possibly be a boring game.

Klaus wanted Elena to go first and ask the person on her right – which was Caroline. Every time someone picked 'truth' instead of 'dare', they had to drink a shot of tequila. Of course that wouldn't be such a big deal for most of them, but to Elena, Bonnie and Matt, it meant trouble.

Elena cleared her throat and Caroline smiled before flipping her hair back and shouting: "truth", handing her glass to Klaus to fill it up. She drank it all in one gulp without even blinking and then pushed a small piece of lemon in her mouth, taking a few moments to savor its unique taste in combination with the drink.

"Okay…" Elena started biting her lip. She looked around, remembering that the truth as well as the dares should stay in and about the group. "…do you…still feel attracted to Damon?" Elena finally asked and Damon's mouth formed a soft, little smirk in the corner. Everyone was watching Caroline, expecting her answer; everyone except Damon who was watching Elena while Caroline was watching him carefully. Elena could feel Damon's blue lasers scanning her, but her chocolate browns remained on her blonde friend.

"Uh…in a way," Caroline whispered.

"Answer the question, Caroline!" Klaus demanded.

"Yes…yes, ok."

Damon's soft smile turned into a cocky smirk and Elena didn't even dare to turn and look at him.

"Good, see how you are learning new things about each other?" Klaus asked. No one answered so he went on. "Now, Caroline, you can ask Stefan if he dares to tell the truth."

Caroline turned to her right and rolled her eyes when she saw Stefan's malicious grin. She was sure he was up to no good…or up for anything, either way, he was bad news.

"Truth or dare, Stefan," she asked softly.

"Dare," he answered simply, taking Caroline by surprize.

"Alright, I dare you to kiss Klaus," she said.

"Pardon me!" Klaus exclaimed and Caroline looked him in the eyes and told him: "yes, I'm talking about you. After all, this game was your idea, you should be…involved."

Stefan got up and walked towards Klaus. His expression remained emotionless, as usual.

"Come on Klaus, what's the big deal. We all did it at some point," Stefan said and Elena's eyes opened wide. This time she turned to face Damon and he just shrugged and told her that in life you have to try everything at least once and that they had the beauty of eternity to make sure they have time for everything.

"We shall give the girl what she wants than," Klaus said and stood up.

Everyone was probably expecting a quick pick on the lips, barely touching and then see them both run in different directions – at least that's what Caroline had expected. But that's not what happened. No, the kiss between the two vampires actually made Elena blush, Bonnie turn away and Caroline's eyes pop out of her head as her jaw dropped.

"Satisfied?" Stefan asked and Caroline nodded.

"Now…how about I ask my sweet Elena…truth or dare?" Klaus asked and Elena's heart started beating faster. She looked around and she could definitely read 'poor Elena, she's going to pick truth and have a drink', especially on Stefan's face, but she wasn't 'poor, defenceless Elena' she was strong now, she was his 'warrior princess'.

"Dare," she said determined. She had no idea what was coming, but she knew she was ready for it – or at least she thought she was. She kept telling herself that Klaus wouldn't want to hurt her, so nothing that bad could happen. Once Klaus made his demand, Elena stood quiet for a while.

"Oh come one Elena, it's not like it will be for the first time," Klaus said, but Elena didn't even hear him, she was too preoccupied with the thought that she had to actually kiss Damon in front of Stefan…and then there was the fact that she will be kissing Damon. The last – and first time – they kissed, it felt so good, so right and so…magical, that she'd wished they could do that forever. This was a dangerous game, a dangerous dare and a dangerous territory to enter. Being kissed by Damon Salvatore was not just a kiss like any other; no. Being kissed by him was like teleporting…like an out of body experience where their souls would connect. And besides, he had that annoying power over her, the power to make her senses go crazy, her skin tingle and all her erogenous places pulsate with need.

"Elena if you don't…" Damon started, but she interrupted him.

"It's ok, I will…just give me a second," she said. They were face to face now, so close that she could smell his cologne – and he smelled so damn good, she wanted to breathe him in. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes. Damon cupped her face and tucked her hair behind her ear. Elena thought he would lean in and kiss her, saving her the trouble to do that. But Damon just placed a butterfly kiss against her left ear and whispered: "just kiss me like you want me to kiss you."

"What if I don't want to kiss you?" she asked in a soft voice.

"Then don't," he answered and she smirked.

Her hand found his and their fingers tangled. She squeezed softly and he did the same to let her know everything would be ok. That was all she needed.

Her right hand found its way towards his face and caressed his cheek softly. She passed her thumb over his lips and he parted them a little bit. One last deep breath and her lips came crushing his. His lips were soft, but firm and when the tip of his tongue started going up and down her bottom lip, Elena's head felt heavy and a new kind of dizziness took over. He was getting her drunk with those ridiculously slow in and out movements.

Soon, her bottom left the floor and she positioned herself in her knees between his legs. Her arms wrapped around his neck and she pulled him closer, because she needed more, she needed him to breathe, to exist. She was now boldly pushing her tongue deep inside his mouth, making small circles around his. It felt so good…she was afraid to stop. Somewhere deep inside her mind there was a foggy memory of a certain ex-boyfriend that was sitting right there, two feet away. That was the only reason that made her pull away.

She opened her eyes slowly and blinked a few times, to come back to reality.

"Nice," she heard Tyler say, but it seemed to be doing it from a mile away. Every little noise actually seemed so far from them that it didn't even matter. When her chocolate browns met his icy blues, she felt her heart make a flop on her chest. Such a beautiful creature…a dangerous creature and yet, a wonderful man that had proved time and time again he was capable of great things; such as loyalty, honor, courage and sacrifice. The things she felt for him were not as easy to point as black and white. They changed. Right now, she wanted him, in a minute she might hate him. That's the way it was with them, an endless game of hot and cold. She will push, he'll step back, then he will push and she'll try and run, but it is true what they say: you can't run from feelings.

"Go ahead Tyler, pick your victim," Klaus said and Elena shook her head at him as a warning.

"Alright, Caroline, truth or dare?"

"Truth," Caroline answered handing her glass to Klaus once more.

"Do you still love me?" Tyler asked.

Caroline took the salt, placed some on the back of her hand and licked it. "Yes," she said before emptying the glass and stuck the tiny piece of lemon in her mouth.

"Elena my sweet, go ahead," Klaus said smirking.

"Truth or dare, Klaus?" she asked, holding his gaze.

"Dare," he said simply.

"Fine then, I dare you to kiss me!"

Everyone stopped breathing – not that some of them actually needed to – and stared at her in disbelief. The thing was that Elena was pretty sure Klaus must've had feelings for the original Petrova and she thought that this was a nice way to figure out if she was right or not.

"You want me to kiss you?"

"Yes. Is there something wrong? Stefan was good enough but I'm not?"

In a blink of an eye Klaus was in front of Elena. He offered her his hand to pull her up and she accepted. Once face to face, in the middle of the circle, Klaus cupped her face carefully. There was something in his eyes…something Elena hadn't seen before. And then he kissed her; soft and tender, almost shy. Once he pulled back, she could read the confusion and struggle in his eyes.

"Let's give the humans a chance shall we?" she asked pointing towards Matt.

Matt asked Bonnie to do a magic trick and Elena took her seat back. She peeked over at Damon and saw the confusion in his eyes.

'I'll tell you about it later. Come to my room after this.' She wrote on her phone. Damon read Elena's little message and nodded.

"So, brother…truth, or dare?" Stefan asked and Elena bit her lip.

"I dare you to dare me, brother," Damon said and Elena could feel the cockiness in his voice.

"Fine, I dare you…to get her off by using just one hand and your mouth," he said moving his head in Elena's direction.

"Easy," Damon commented and Stefan shook his head.

"Wait a minute, there are rules."

"Since when do you believe in rules?"

"Since they can make something good, even better."

"Alright, I'll play. What are the rules?" Damon asked and Stefan smirked.

"You can't kiss her lips and also you can't kiss lower than her collarbone. Your hand must stay inside her pants while she keeps them on and she can't give you any specific instruction."

"Fair enough," Damon said and everyone's eyes turned on him and Elena who was blushing like there was no tomorrow. He moved closer and wrapped his right hand around her shoulders and slowly laid her on the floor. She let out a soft gasp and he smiled at her; his fingers made their way towards her face and he caressed her cheek, her jaw and went down her throat, making her moan.

"I'm going to take care of you. Just close your eyes and imagine we're the only two people in this room. Hear only the sound of my voice and feel only my touch…" he was whispering in her ear and she felt compelled to do as told. Her eyes shut and her other senses took over. She took a deep breath to take in his unique and intoxicating. He smelled so damn good it made her body tremble. His fingertips were sliding along her throat and she let her head fell aside to give him better access. "…just think about what you want me to do to you; I'll know. Did you ever think about me and you like this?"

"Yes…" she whispered breathless. Yes, she did, many times, more than she'd like to admit. Sometimes she was in her bed; sometimes she was in the shower, with the hot water pouring over her in a failed attempt to wash those dirty and sinful thoughts; merely thinking about it would leave her breathless. Right now he was actually touching her and every light touch was living a tingling sensation on her skin. She actually wanted him to touch her breasts because they were burning with need. She wondered if he knew she wasn't wearing a bra.

Like magic, Damon's hand slide up her abdomen, up her torso and stopped on her right breast. He started massaging it with slow, circular motions and Elena bit her lip to hold on a cry of pleasure.

"I noticed you're not wearing a bra from the moment you walked in," he whispered and she shivered in response. It was amazing the way her body reacted to his every move, whisper and touch. Just hearing him talk would make her insides itch with need and thirst for him.

Once the buttons of her jean loosen up under the pressure of his skilled fingers, Elena held her breath. He opened the short zipper slowly, making her push her hips forward, urging him to move faster. As soon as his fingertips started dancing in her clit, she felt the whole words disappeared around them. She felt like…like she was floating somewhere on a cloud in the sky. Her head was spinning and her body was throbbing and aching for more, but he wouldn't give it to her.

"Damon…" she moaned.

"Patience, Elena," he returned, but she was too far gone to hear reason.

"Damon…" she pleaded again and Damon just couldn't resist this time around. The need in her voice was obvious and it was about to drive him crazy. He let his middle finger thrust inside her folds. She was so incredibly hot and wet. Damon let out a law growl in her ear. He started kissing and nibbling at her neck, leaving small, wet kisses all over her throat.

"Ah…yes, please!" she shouted once he added a second finger. She wanted more and he knew exactly what she wanted. The thought of her wanting him that badly blinded him for a second, but he recovered and started pumping his fingers in and out of her. Elena's hips were leaving the floor each time to meet him half way and he adored the feeling of her actually going for it. He had always thought she'd be a tigress in bed: passionate, loving and demanding. Now he knew he was right and he couldn't be happier.

He got to her collarbone and he remembered Stefan's rule so he stopped there, he bit her flesh with his human teeth and her inner muscles immediately tensed around his fingers. The sensation was incredible for Damon. He could barely control himself to not rip her clothes off, rush her to his room, place her on his bed and fuck her senseless.

"Oh…God…please…just…ah…please…Damon..." disconnected words were coming out of her mouth until she reached her climax and then she stopped, because the intensity of it left her breathless.

When she came back to reality she noticed all her eyes on her…all except Stefan's. He wasn't there. She scanned the room again, but still, no sign of Stefan.

"He needed a drink," Klaus said and Elena turned to face him. "Another sort of drink; you two have put up quite a show. Don't get me wrong, I really enjoyed it, but…I guess Stefan wasn't impressed. Probably because he realized that you are just a cheap copy of Katherine…"

Before Elena could realize what was happening, Damon had Klaus by his shoulders, pressing him against a wall. Tyler was by Klaus's side and Caroline on Damon's right.

"Get. Out. Of. My. House. I don't care if you kill half the population in Mystic Falls, just stay the hell away from Elena!" Damon shouted.

"It's ok, I understand," Klaus said, getting out of Damon's grip with no real effort. "I can take a hint," he said walking towards the door.

"It's not a hint if I actually said the words," Damon commented, but Klaus was already gone.

"Blondie, take her home," he told Caroline and she just nodded. She looked around for Tyler, but he was gone, Bonnie and Matt left as will since Matt didn't have his car, Bonnie would drop him home.

"Damon, I'm fine," Elena said walking towards Damon on slow motion. She knew him well by now and she knew he had a temper; she also knew that the trigger was her.

"Just go with Caroline, Elena!" he almost yelled. "Please," he asked softer and she just went with Caroline to her car.

***DE***DE***

"Thanks," Elena mumbled opening the car-door, but the blonde vampire stopped her.

"Elena…wait."

"Caroline, not now, please."

"Look, I know the last time I confronted you about your feelings for Damon I was kind of harsh, but…I just wanted to tell you that I understand. I mean…not really, but…the way he looks at you and takes care of you. Every time someone even just talks about you he has this look in his eyes. He loves you Elena and if you feel the same way just tell him."

"I will," Elena said simply. They hugged and said their good byes and after she made sure Elena was in her room safely, Caroline drove away.

***DE***DE***

Elena dropped her keys on the small, round table in the hallway and ran up the stair, knowing in her heart that he will be there, she opened the door and blinked a few times to let her eyes get used to the dark as she closed the door.

"Damon?"

"Yes," he answered and her heart skipped a beat.

"I love you," she said steadily, before running in his arms and kissing him like it was for the last time.


N: Hope you like this, review and let me know so I can get to the next part.