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It feels a bit silly: sitting with the band on the porch by the fire, playing a game meant for teenagers. Louis feels even more ridiculous because of his reason for accepting the invitation-that being his massive crush on the lead singer-but he's here now, and he can only hope he doesn't embarrass himself too much.
"Uhhhh…truth.”
“That's the third time now, are you ever gonna choose dare?”
“That's because I know you're gonna dare me to do something crazy like take my top off and flash the neighbors.”
Alex laughs. Tough Cookie - Louis has no idea what her real name is - makes a face at him before sticking out her tongue.
“Just ask the question,” Lestat says, drawing Louis’s attention. “Some of us would like a turn before the sun sets!”
“Ok fine. Have you ever slept with either of these two?” He asks, gesturing between Larry and Lestat.
Immediately, her face goes red as Lestat coughs.
“Wait, really?”
“The fuck? When?”
Lestat gives Louis a sheepish smile before returning his attention to the others.
“It was like three years ago-” he starts.
“Whoa, hey, not your turn,” Alex says, waving him away. “Answer the question, Cookie.”
“Seriously? But he just…ugh, fine. Yeah, we did once three years ago. We were both high off our asses. It was kinda weird so we agreed to never do it again. Happy?”
Lestat looks a little offended. Louis can't help but chuckle under his breath at the look on his face.
“Alright Lestat, your turn. Truth or Dare?”
“Dare.”
No hesitation. Hardly surprising considering he's been choosing Dare just about every time, making the rest of them look like cowards.
“Alright, dare you to French kiss our new friend here,” Cookie says, pointing at Louis.
Larry and Alex both groan.
“You call that a dare? They've been making eyes at each other since last night!”
Lestat gives him a shy smile at first, but it soon stretches into a grin to match Louis’s.
“Seriously, look at them!”
Cookie laughs. “Why do you think he's been choosing Dare again and again? Thought I'd throw him a bone this once since he's been so patient and all.”
Louis raises a flirtatious eyebrow at him, but Lestat's too busy staring down at the floor, suddenly embarrassed. Lucky for him, Louis's guilty of the same thing.
“Well, let's get on with it then,” he says, scooting closer to him.
Lestat's head snaps up, surprise in his eyes while Louis leans in. Seems he really didn't realize Louis was doing the same thing the whole time: choosing Dare again and again hoping someone would take pity on him; give him a good excuse to do what he's been thinking about doing since Lestat first spoke to him.
Lestat leans in to meet him, pressing his lips against Louis’s softly at first until he remembers the dare. He puts one hand under Louis’s jaw and wraps the other loosely around the base of his throat as he deepens the kiss.
Cookie whistles appreciatively, then makes an exaggerated noise of pain when someone hits her, by the sound of it. Louis couldn't care less what's going on outside of Lestat's tongue in his mouth, exploring every nook and cranny of it while Louis licks at him in return.
Alex says something under his breath that makes Larry chuckle, or maybe it's the other way around-Louis is too distracted by Lestat pinning him to the ground and sucking on his tongue to tell who said what.
Somebody sighs deeply. “Great job Cookie, now we're never gonna finish the game.”