Bored. It's late. I wanted something to write that wasn't too long or involved a story line. It's just a tiny one shot conversation between C and B that might get a little heated as it goes on. It's mostly conversation so if you're looking for hardcore smut that describes every moment, this isn't the fic you're looking for.
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"Chuck, we've been talking on the phone for an hour. Aren't you bored yet?"
"I admit, some of what you say is rather mundane but I like talking to you."
"You're so lucky I'm on the other side of the world right now Bass."
"Not as lucky as you might think, Waldorf."
"What do you mean by that?"
"I have no one since you've left. Nathanial has disowned me, Serena was never a fan of me and I'd rather stick forks in my eyes then be caught with Brooklyn boy."
"Don't be so melodramatic."
"Easy for you to say you're on the other side of the world living in your chateau with your father and his life partner. You ran away, I chose to stay."
"Don't you dare try to guilt trip me, Chuck. This is entirely your fault. If you hadn't have seduced me after Victrola we wouldn't be in this mess."
"You're the one who got on stage and out danced the burlesque girls."
"You tricked me into doing it!"
"Okay, okay. I admit, I played a minor roll but it was you who showed up at Victrola and drank so much that you may have rivalled me."
"You took advantage of me in the limo."
"Please, took advantage? Hardly, Blair. You were dripping wet waiting for me to stick my cock in you."
"You're disgusting."
"You weren't saying that when you were riding me that night. In fact I believe you were quite satisfied."
"Can we not discuss this?"
"Why not? You just want to pretend it never happened? You want to pretend I wasn't your first?"
"Chuck!"
"I think you may have been the tightest girl I've ever fucked."
"Don't be vulgar."
"No, it's true. I mean Candy was tight, but you Blair? Oh, no. You, you were like trying to fit a square inside a circle."
"Bass, stop now."
"The way your breasts felt in my hands and your pussy around my cock. It was unbelievable."
"Chuck."
"You sound a little breathless, Waldorf? Did little old me get you all hot and wet?"
"No."
"Would you like me to come and help you cool down? Maybe you should take all your clothes off."
"I'm-I'm not listening to you. You're being a jerk."
"Then hang up."
"No."
"Are you wet, Blair? Are you wet for me?"
"I'm not taking part in this conversation."
"Why Blair? Is it because you are wet for me?"
"Can we change the subject?"
"Take your clothes off and maybe I will."
"Fine."
He waited for her to say something and less than a minute later she did.
"They're off."
"They can't be."
"They are."
"Show me."
"That's impossible. You're all the way in Manhattan and I'm in France."
"Take a picture."
"I'm not taking a picture for you to use to get yourself off with and then at a later date use it to blackmail me with. It just won't happen Chuck."
"I can't promise not to get off to it but I can promise not to blackmail you with it."
"You are truly disgusting."
"Are you afraid I'll scrutinize you, B? I've seen it all. You're perfect shaped ass, those two plump breasts and that dripping, hot p--"
"Don't. Just don't. I'm sending. But so help you Chuck, if you so much as breathe a word to anyone or show anyone this picture or use it to blackmail me I will kill you."
"Done."
Minutes later he received the picture of Blair naked. She was simply just standing there, a quaint smirk on her face, her hair pulled to the side in an elegant pony tail and wearing one of her trademark headbands.
"You look--"
"I don't care what you think. Now can we change the subject?"
"No. I'm intrigued…"
"About what exactly? You said so yourself, you've seen it all."
"I'm intrigued to know why you sent me the picture."
"To shut you up and change the subject."
"You could have just hung up and you wouldn't have had that problem."
"I like talking to you, unfortunately."
"Take another one, please."
"No, Chuck. You have one."
"I want one of you sitting down, legs open. Please."
"No. No. And no."
"Come on, Waldorf. Live a little."
He heard her fiddle with her phone as she snapped a picture and less than 3 minutes later the picture of Blair sitting down with her legs open engulfed his cell phone screen. He hardened instantly.
"I-I'm speechless."
"Good."
"I really didn't think you'd do it…but you did and this is…this is well fantastic."
"Alright. Good. Now why don't we talk about something else?"
"I'm so hard right now, Blair."
"Chuck…"
"My cock is aching for you. It's begging to be inside you."
"I'm so not having phone sex with you, Bass."
"Why not? We've had normal sex why can't we spice up our relationship?"
"We don't have a relationship, Chuck."
"Let's spice up our friendship then."
"No."
"I'm touching myself."
"Chuck!"
"Thinking of you and you're tight, hot little mouth wrapped around me."
"Send me a picture?"
"Give me a second."
She bit her lip and smirked. If he was insisting on playing this game then she would play, oh would she play. He snapped a picture and a minute later it popped up on her phone. A picture of Chuck Bass' cock with his hand around it.
"You want me to suck that? Don't you think it's kind of big?"
"Mmm, you'll manage I'm sure."
"I don't know Chuck, I'm not sure I will. I mean, it's so thick."
"Are you touching yourself?"
"No."
"Do it. Touch yourself."
"Chuck, I am not, nor will I ever--"
"Do it."
"Fine."
"Are you doing it?"
"Yes."
"What are you thinking about?"
"How perverted and sick you are."
"Seriously?"
"No. I'm thinking about how much I'd like your fingers to be doing this instead of mine."
"Blair…"
"And how hard you must be, ready for me to suck you off."
"Send me a picture of you touching yourself."
Within minutes he received a picture of Blair Waldorf lying on her back with her fingers inside herself. He gasped and groaned as he saw it.
"I'm thinking about how tight you are. About how tight you are around me."
"Chuck…"
"I'm thinking about how I'd love for you to ride me right now, take me fully and just ride me so hard."
"Oh."
"How many fingers are you using?"
"2."
"Use more. You're supposed to be simulating me, try 3 or 4."
"Send me a video, Chuck. I want to hear and see you."
At first he contemplated the move but it was soon disregarded when he heard Blair moan. He quickly took a 30 second video and sent it to Blair who received it shortly after. The 30 second video showed Chuck stroking himself and rubbing his balls while often calling out Blair's name or moaning.
"That is hot."
"I want one of you now. It's only fair."
"I'm embarrassed. Plus you can hear me now and I've sent you like 3 pictures."
"I've sent you a picture and you can hear me."
"Chuck."
"Please."
"Okay."
Her video was shorter, only 20 seconds. It showed Blair pumping 4 fingers into herself vigorously as she moaned Chuck's name along with other words. It ended with her sucking her fingers clean and then sticking them back inside her. He almost came.
"Fuck. That video, B. Fuck."
"Was it…okay?"
"Was it okay? Fuck, B it was amazing. Best porn I've ever seen."
"Liar."
"Okay second best, only because I once seen this really hot lesbian porno that had like 6 chicks all doing it at once."
"Disgusting."
"What are you thinking about now?"
"You. You and your cock. You inside me, fucking me."
"How am I fucking you, B?"
"From behind. I'm bent over your desk."
"What am I doing?"
"You're thrusting inside me, over and over. Holding a steady grip on my hips."
"What are you doing?"
"I'm-Oh-I'm screaming your name out."
"What does it sound like?"
"Um…Chuck…fuck…Oh Chuck….Chuck!"
"I'm so close, Blair."
"Me too."
"Take a video of you coming, Blair. Show me what it's like when you touch yourself and come."
"I don't want to."
"Please Blair, for me."
"Only if you'll do the same for me."
"Done."
The next minute and a half both had thoughts of the other in their head as they came. Chuck's video lasted a minute and Blair's lasted 48 seconds. When Chuck received the video of Blair he came again and when Blair received the video of Chuck she just had to slide her hand back between her legs and reach her climax again.
"Fuck…B…Blair…I'm-I'm…fuck!"
"I'm so close Chuck, make me come, Chuck. Make me scream your name."
"Picture me licking your cunt. Lapping up all your sweet juices. Sticking my tongue inside you and fingering your little nub until you cry out my name so loud."
"Ch-Ch-Chuck! Oh my God! Chuck…"
"I loved your video, Blair. I came a second time after watching it."
"I loved yours. It made me so wet I had to do it again."
"This was fun."
"I should go. It's really late and I have to be up early to go shopping with Roman."
"Yeah. I should go too. Clean up my mess."
"Goodnight, Bass."
"Hey B?"
"Yeah?"
"Come back to Manhattan soon, okay? I'd like to ravish you in person sometime soon."
"Goodnight Chuck."
"Sweet dreams Waldorf."
With the last words said and Blair snug in bed and a smile on her face they both hung up and dreamt of the next conversation they would have on the phone.
Spotted: Or rather heard. C having a rather racy conversation with our fallen Queen B not too far from his balcony window. Didn't anyone tell you C? Privacy is out, eavesdropping is in. You know you love me. Xoxo, Gossip Girl.
Second GG one shot. Hope you all like it. Reviews?
