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"What kind of game?" Damon whispered just a few inches away from her lips.

"A drinking game, what else?" Claire answered and backed away from him to fetch a bottle of whisky. She shot him a challenging look. "You in?"

His eyes were still fixed on her derriere while he said "You bet". A demonic grin appeared on his face. She grabbed the bottle and walked back to the couch. They both sat down on opposite ends, facing each other. This was going to be a duel, not a friendly game, and both were determined to win.

"I would suggest 'Never have I ever', but the strip version", Claire said extremely calm, while his eyes were slightly widening.

"Oh, I am so in. You're going down, honey!" he teased her. Claire had to smile. He had no idea...

"Alright, I'll start then. Never have I ever had a brother."

"Oh, so we're gonna play dirty, huh? Just wait, it's all gonna come right back at you", he threatened while taking a sip of whisky and taking off his shirt. WOW! Those abs were even more spectacular then before, and Claire admired his strongly defined shoulders and those strong arms. She had to constrain herself from reaching over and touching them. She licked her lips in a nervous way.

He had watched her admire his body and then started to speak again. "My turn. Never have I ever had my hair longer than now." He shot her a challenging look. She took a sip of her drink and slipped out of her shoes.

"Aw, come on, that doesn't count!" he complained. He watched in silence while she took off her cardicool too.

"I was just making myself more comfortable" she defended herself. She decided to make things a bit more interesting, so she leaned back and pulled down her dress a little bit more. The effect was immediate. Damon stared at her cleavage and moved a bit closer to her.

Claire decided to get a bit more risky. She wanted to know more about him, but so far, she could only sense some things. "Never have I ever loved one of my partners." She shot him a proud look.

"Out of principle or was it just bad luck?" he curiously asked while taking off his socks. She let out a disappointed sigh. She had hoped he would get rid of his pants next, but at least she knew that he had loved someone before.

"I like being with people in a physical sort of way. Feelings are so complicated, therefore I try not to feel when I'm with someone. Friendships are different, but only the thought of loving a man so much as to be devastated when he might leave scares me to death", Claire explained.

"Very interesting. And now that dress is coming down. Never have I ever had magical powers" he eagerly said and looked smug.

She was reaching for her zipper when she suddenly stopped. "Wait – you can move super fast. And you can compel people. I think that counts as magical powers too!" she exclaimed. His grin froze for a moment, then he said "Shit, I haven't thought of that. Does that mean that I have to strip now?"

"Certainly. Please proceed", Claire said extra posh to tease him. She nestled herself deeper into the couch and watched him getting up and slowly unzipping his pants. He shot her an angry look, but she would definitely enjoy this. It was like watching a very fine stripper. He wore black briefs that didn't leave much up to her imagination and she admired his body more than before. Slowly, he started strolling towards her. He leaned down and put both hands behind her on top of the couch.

"I go again. Never have I ever wanted to have sex with me."

Claire just smiled and started fumbling around with the zipper at the back of her dress. "Could you give me a hand with that?" she asked him, turning around so he would face her back. She definitely did not need his help, but this was all about teasing, so she wasn't surprised when she felt his hands on her back.

"Every time", he whispered into her ear and sent shivers down her spine. His hands were cool on her back, and he traced it down all the way to her panties. It felt amazing, and Claire was longing for him to touch her everywhere, but she wouldn't make it that easy for him, so she quickly turned around. What she didn't think of was his strength, so before she knew what was going on she found him lying on top of her. His eyes were now half closed and he stripped down her dress. Quite harshly, he pulled it over her breasts and down her hips. When he was finished, he paused for a second to admire her fine body. His right hand now settled above her knee, from where it gently stroke over her panties and the side of her belly up to her shoulders. He continued his way along her shoulders to her neck and up to her cheek, where his hand came to a rest. Claire was on fire. Every touch of him was making her want more, her breathing already went faster and she could feel that he wanted more too. They locked eyes again. The ice-blue and the emerald-green met and melted. She saw so much behind them, more than she ever thought to find in someone like him. There was anger and passion, love and jealousy, and most of all, there was pain. Time was standing still for them.

"What the... Claire? Is that you?" a voice from the door suddenly inquired. Damon and Claire both shot up from the couch, just to see Elena and Stefan standing in the entrance hall, looking puzzled.

Whereas Damon quickly grabbed his pants to put them on, Claire shot towards Elena, still only wearing her underwear.

"Elena! It is so good to see you!" she said while the girls pulled each other into a tight hug.

Damon walked over to stand by Stefan, who was giving him a quizzical look. Damon just shrugged his shoulders and looking at Elena and Claire, he said "I'm trying really hard not to get turned on right now."

Upon hearing what he said, Elena quickly freed herself from the hug and shot Damon a look that could kill. In the meantime, Claire had turned towards Stefan to introduce herself.

"Hey, I'm Claire, a childhood friend of Elena's. I used to spent my summers in Mystic Falls, but it had been a while, so I decided to pay her a surprise visit."

"Well, you definitely surprised me there", Elena said while still looking at Damon.

"Hey, it was her idea! She came here to find you, but as you were not in, we had to pass time somehow!" he defended himself. Elena and Damon both looked at Claire, obviously not believing Damon's words.

"Yeah... That's actually true. We were just playing 'Never have I ever'. But, oh my god, Elena! We have so much catching up to do!" she quickly changed to subject while both Elena and Stefan stared at her in disbelief. Damon looked smug and walked over to the couch table to get his drink. She was watching him pick up his shirt and heading to the stairs. They would have to continue this another time...

"Yeah, why don't you get yourself dressed and we head somewhere to talk? Like the grill?" Elena suggested.

"Oh... I'm sorry!" Claire hurried over to the couch to get her dress. "Sure, we could do that, but first, I have to tell you something."

"Me first. You can not ever, ever again do that with Damon! He's damaged goods, Claire! And he's dangerous. And I don't mean that in a good way. I really, really mean he's dangerous, okay?" Elena grabbed her by the shoulders to make sure Claire absolutely understood what she was saying.

"Don't worry, I know. It's actually what I wanted to talk to you about", Claire looked Elena deep in the eyes and said "I'm sorry that I have not told you before, but actually, I am a witch."