Me: I bet no one expected me to get the sequel to Truth or Dare up so fast did they?

Arya: Do I get drunk again?

Me: No this story will start right before you dragged Eragon away, only it will continue from your point of view.

Eragon: This is going to be fun!

Murtagh: Am I in this chapter?

Me: No, this one will go by each pairing/person until I get to the new characters.

Islanzadí: Who will be in it?

Me: Same as last time and with a few more people.

Roran: Do I get to be in this one?

Me: Later. And this one won't be funny to start with but it will develop into humor later. Later being when Orik wakes up. But now I am going to start the chapter! Onward! And like before, I own nothing except my ideas.

Chapter 1: Arya and Eragon

Arya stopped laughing as soon as the blow landed. She stood up and said "I am going to keep true to my word."

'Your word?' Thorn asked.

"I said that if anyone else hurt Eragon, I would take him to my tent and not let him out until tomorrow morning."

Saphira grinned and said 'Looks like me and Thorn aren't the only ones who get to have fun tonight.'

Arya ignored the dragon and tugged on Eragons arm.

"Let's go," she said.

Eragon stood up without hesitation and allowed Arya to haul him away.

"Good night!" he called over his shoulder. "You know that didn't really hurt. I didn't even say ow."

Arya rolled her eyes. "I don't care if it hurt. I just needed a reason to drag you away." She stopped and pulled the entrance flap to her tent open.

Eragon stepped in and faced her. "Why did you want to drag me away?"

Arya grinned mischievously and tackled him. He landed on his back with Arya on top of him.

"Arya," he gasped, his eyes wide with shock "what are you doing?"

"What do you think?" she purred and kissed his neck.

"We can't!" he objected. "At least not now."

Arya raised her face from his neck with a pout on her face. "Why not?" she asked.

"You're drunk. I don't want you to regret this in the morning."

"Elves hold their liquor better than most dwarves." Arya said. "I only said otherwise so no one would think it odd that I dragged you away to my tent."

"That makes no sense," he cried. "How do I know for sure that you are not drunk?"

"Do you trust me?" she murmured.

"With my life," he said without hesitation.

"Then shut up and kiss me."

Eragon shivered with desire and complied. He felt Arya slide her hands down to the hem of his tunic. She pulled away from their kiss for a moment to pull it off of him. When her lips returned to his, there was a renewed passion in her kiss.

Suddenly, Eragon flipped them so that he was on top of her. Arya spread her legs and allowed him to rest between them.

Arya, sensing that Eragon wouldn't do it himself, pulled her shirt off and let it drop to the ground with his.

At the sight of her bare chest, Eragon shivered again. The lust was plain to see in his eyes. His hands began to tremble and his pants became incredibly restricting. He hesitantly moved his hand to the band of his lovers' pants, not wanting to push her too far.

Arya was not so hesitant. She arched her hips off the bed to make it easier for him to pull the material from her body.

Eragon took the hint and swiftly pulled the leather from her legs.

At the sight of her uncovered body, Eragons hands began to tremble even more violently. He quickly pulled off his own trousers.

Slowly, carefully, Eragon pressed hips to Aryas. He was pleased to feel her raise her hips to meet his.

Eragon kissed her softly and murmured "Are you sure?" against her lips.

"Yes," she whispered.

Arya expected him to press his hips to hers again, but he instead did something that shocked her as much as it pleasured her.

Eragon began to kiss his way down her body until he reached his goal. He placed a kiss in between her legs and followed it with a quick lick. Arya moaned in pleasure as he did it again and again.

Arya almost screamed when he pushed his finger into her, while still licking. The second finger didn't make much difference, but the third made it difficult for her to see anything but the stars clouding her vision.

"Eragon, please," she moaned. "Please stop this torture!"

Eragon lifted his head and asked "What do you want me to do?"

"I want you to make love to me," Arya whispered.

Eragon slowly pulled his fingers out of her and moved back up to her face.

"Are you sure?" he asked again.

"Stop asking and just do it," she pleaded.

"Your wish is my command."

With that, Eragon positioned himself above her and slowly pushed himself into her.

Arya moaned, louder than before. The pleasure she had felt before was nothing compared to what she felt now.

When Eragon was about half way into her, he pulled out with nothing but the tip of him still inside her.

Arya whimpered as he pulled out, but her whimper was replaced with a moan of ecstasy as he plunged back into her with one swift motion.

Eragon started to move slowly with Arya. The emotions they were feeling didn't allow them to remain at their slow pace. Before long, they were moving at speeds only an elf could reach.

Arya started to moan Eragons name quietly, getting progressively louder as she reached the end of her endurance.

"ERAGON!" she screamed as she climaxed.

The feeling of her climax around him was too much for Eragon and he too released, coating Aryas insides with a sticky fluid.

"Arya," he whispered.

Slowly, Eragon pulled himself out of her, making Arya gasp quietly.

Eragon shifted off of Arya and lay down next to her.

When she had regained her breath, Arya whispered in the Ancient Language.

"I love you Eragon Shadeslayer."

"And I you, Arya Shadeslayer," he murmured back to her.

Arya smiled at him and curled into his side with her head resting on his chest.

Eragon wrapped his arms around her and it was like that, that they fell into a peaceful slumber.

ExA~ExA~ExA

'Ohhh… what happened?' Orik thought as he woke from being passed out on the ground. 'Where is everyone?' The dwarf thought for a moment and it rushed back to him.

Arya had dragged an all too willing Eragon to her tent, Murtagh and Angela went to Murtagh's tent and Islanzadí had left shortly before the dragons had.

'I wonder what Eragon and Arya are up too…" Orik wondered. 'I'm going to go find out.'

With that thought firmly in mind, Orik stumbled to Aryas tent.

Due to his inebriation, Oriks common sense had deserted him; so he staggered into Aryas tent drunkenly.

It took him several moments to realize that both elves were naked. When he did, his gaze zeroed in on Arya, asleep in Eragons arms.

Orik, still too drunk to realize that his actions would lead him to facing the wrath of two infuriated elves, let out a loud wolf whistle.

Both elves jerked awake instantly. Both of them saw Orik standing there, a look of stupor on his face.

"Orik, get out!" Arya shrieked.

"But-"

"NOW!" Eragon thundered.

"But she's naked!" Orik protested.

"THAT'S WHY YOU ARE GOING TO LEAVE! NOW!" Eragon boomed ferociously.

Orik turned and scurried away in terror.

"He is going to get himself killed one day," Arya muttered.

"He won't remember it," Eragon soothed. He kissed her sweetly. "Come, let us lay back down."

Arya stretched a little and said "That sounds nice."

Eragon lay back down, pulling Arya back into her former position.

"Good night love," he murmured softly.

"Good night," she said as she buried her face in his chest, savoring his scent.

Eragon, trying to be more cautious than before, pulled a blanked over himself and Arya before he fell back to sleep.

Exa~ExA~ExA

'I wonder what Murtagh and Angela are doing.' Orik thought. 'Let's go find out.'

And then Orik started toward Murtagh's tent.

Me: Well here is the start of the sequel to Truth or Dare. I hope you like it!

Arya: I don't hate you anymore. If I'm ever rude to you again-

Me: I'll know you've gone back to normal. Yes to all my readers who are thinking "Isn't that from Harry Potter? Didn't Hermione say that too Ron?" yes I did get it from Hermione. I am a proud Harry Potter fan.

Eragon: Will you please tell me that wasn't just a dream?

Me: It was real. I support your relationship whole-heartedly.

Orik: Am I really that stupid?

Me: No. I just want to get you in trouble with your wife?

Orik: My wife? SHE IS GOING TO KILL ME!

Me: That's the point.

Orik: Cruel!

Me: Review please!