My first Chuck and Blair fic, I know loads has happened since then, but I just thought it would be fun to write my version of what I would have liked to have happened.


The Mile High Club

Blair fidgeted with her phone, she wasn't so much nervous as she was agitated why did Chuck always have to keep her waiting? Blair sighed as she saw a man a couple of years older than her approach her, she was not in the mood for small talk today.

"Hi I'm James" he drawled smiling in a way that she assumed he thought was charming.

Blair looked him up and down, not unattractive just not… Chuck.

"Uh huh" she replied rolling her eyes and turning back around. He made a noise which sounded like shock.

You're Blair Waldorf right?" he asked, man this guy needed to get a clue.

"Yes she is and I'm Chuck Bass, you work for my father I believe" Chuck said standing next to him and making him jump.

James look flustered and opened his mouth a few times. "Of course your father has mentioned you um, sir…" he replied stuttering not really sure of what to say.

Chuck smirked at him "You can run along now" he said waving his hand as to get rid of him.

James nodded, "Ok bye Blair" he said, Blair looked at him disbelief he obviously didn't know Chuck very well.

"Yes bye bye" Chuck replied standing in front of her. James looked at him and quite literally gulped as he backed away.

Chuck turned around and saw Blair's facial expression was slightly standoffish.

"I'm sorry Blair, were you enjoying your conversation with that tool?" he asked touching her hair and fiddling with it between his thumb and forefinger.

Blair hated it when Chuck did that. When he touched her in an affectionate manner when she was angry it made her feel that queasy feeling inside. Not the bad kind, the wonderful heart stopping kind.

"Well since you weren't here I didn't think a bit of harmless flirting could do any…"

"Harm?" he finished for her as she straightened his collar in a violent manner.

Blair grinned at him "Precisely" she replied.

"I'm late because I was talking to my father before I left, about you" he said murmuring the last part close to her ear. Blair smiled; Chuck talked to his father about her? Perhaps they were more serious this time.

She kinked her eyebrow at him "Oh really? He was probably wondering what someone like me was doing with you" she said mockingly.

Chuck laughed "Actually that's exactly what he said, but he doesn't know me like you know me does? Chuck told her kissing her forehead in a manner that surprised them both.

Blair looked at him expressing her confusion "I can do affection" he told her winking. "Just not very much"

Blair rolled her eyes "Uh huh, so I suppose we won't be holding hands as we walk over to the plane either then?" she asked him.

He shook his head "I can think of much better places to put my hands" he explained wiggling his eyebrows.

Blair groaned he always managed to ruin the moment. She gestured at her bags, and Chuck laughed "You want me to carry those?" he asked her in utter disbelief.

She nodded as she placed her sunglasses on the bridge of her nose as she started to walk away.

Chuck looked at her suitcases of which there were many and sighed; Blair must have packed half of her extremely extensive wardrobe.

Blair stepped on to the plane and turned round to look at Chuck who was now attempting to drag/carry her bags; it was an amusing sight that was for sure. He didn't look like his usual aloof self; he wasn't exactly what you would describe as athletic and seemed to be struggling.

She giggled as sat down in her seat, the thing about having your own plane was that you could sit wherever you want and have the whole plane to yourself. Blair shut her eyes to aid her relaxation.

"You are going to pay for that Waldorf" Chuck replied his face close to hers, his breath touching her face.

Blair moved restlessly, feeling strange under his scrutinizing gaze. "Will it be the kind of payment that I can enjoy too" she asked sliding her foot up his leg ever so slightly.

Chuck smirked at her "Oh absolutely" he replied leaning down and allowing their lips to touch for a moment and then pulling away far too quickly for Blair's liking.

"You are such a tease" Blair said.

He laughed "People used to say that about you" Chuck mentioned.

Blair looked at him innocently fiddling with her hair, twirling it around her finger. "But we both know that's not true" she replied raising her eyebrow coyly.

Chuck felt his pants get just that little bit tighter as he remembered the limo. Ah the limo one of his most sacred possessions. Chuck had, had sex many times before that but that was the best; she was the best he ever had. He planned on having her again many, many times.

"Don't we just" he said softly.

***

"Blair would you be quiet please, you are giving me a migraine" Chuck said rubbing his temples tentatively.

"No Chuck I won't, I'm bored, and you need to entertain me" Blair moaned pouting at him in a childlike manner.

"Well Blair, I'm in the middle of something right now" Chuck explained.

"Which is?" Blair asked.

"Ignoring you, you are extremely high maintenance dear" Chuck informed her, in a tired voice as if they had been married for years.

Blair smirked at him "I have an idea that will entertain us both" she said smiling sweetly at him.

Chuck knew that voice that was the lets have sex voice. "Oh really?" he asked her raising his eyebrow.

Blair got up from her seat and slipped off her shoes, she walked over to him and placed herself on his lap so that she was straddling him. "Well you see there's this club" Blair whispered kissing him lightly on the lips.

Chuck smirked "I think I know the club" he replied his hands placed on her hips, knowing she meant the mile high club.

Blair looked at him warily "If you say you are a member then I will kill you" Blair warned him.

"I wasn't going to say that, but I think we all know how to join" he said softly, his hand rubbing up her back gently.

Blair grinned at him, "The question is Chuck…" Blair started.

"Your seat or mine" he finished for her kissing her hard on her lips before she could let anymore words escape.

Blair could not believe what they had just done. It had been amazingly possible that anyone could have walked in on them, but that had made it even more pleasurable. It was the kind of sex that did the trick, and was hard and fast. All clothes and limbs tangled together in a mesh of sweat and kisses.

Blair was now sat back in her own seat; her hair slightly mussed from their earlier activities and was reading a novel it was Mills and Boon. Blair liked reading them it was so dramatic and the men were so rugged and attractive and just slightly more romantic than Chuck.

He came up behind her his beverage in hand, "You know we could make our lives like one of those novels" he whispered his lips on ear.

Blair smiled "I don't think you have the stamina these men do" she replied sweetly.

He feigned mock upset "I think we both know that's not true" he told her mirroring her earlier words.

"Guess you'll just have to prove it" Blair said winking at him as he leant over the top of her, oh yes he would prove it to her; prove it to her like Lionel Ritchie – all night long.

He kissed her harshly and desperately. "I think we can arrange that" He whispered.


TBC

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