Afterglow
Blair & Chuck, Post 1x07
Summary: Chuck and Blair reflect on their time together and the feelings inside of them.
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As the sunlight streamed into the dark room she winced and closed her eyes, preparing for the pain and agony that the sun would bring her…but it didn't. She opened up her eyes widely and realized with a jolt that she was not drunk. She shook her head, her memory leaving her, she couldn't remember where she was or how she had gotten there and she wasn't drunk and she hadn't been drugged or anything like that. She moved to get out of the bed when she suddenly realized that she wasn't wearing any clothes. Well, any of her clothes anyway, she was wearing what looked like a suit jacket and a…oh no.
She was wearing scarf.
No one wore scarves like Chuck Bass.
She slapped her hand across her mouth to keep from crying out. This was not supposed to happen! She was not supposed to lose her virginity with Chuck Bass!
And then the memories hit her.
She leaned over and kissed him instead of replying, the passion inside of her couldn't wait any longer to be released. She could feel the intensity of his kisses and she wondered if he was like this with all of the girls, or if she was special.
She was horrified and mortified, but she couldn't feel any ounce of regret about the night she had spent with him. However, she did regret the fact that she hadn't been ladylike enough to wait until they got back to the hotel, or to even wait until her slip had come off.
She needed him, there was something about him that screamed sex and she didn't want to stop, couldn't stop. She pulled her panties off and unbuckled his belt, pulling his pants off and throwing them away. She grinned at him and he continued kissing her neck as he started to slide the slip off of her shoulders. Something inside of her felt like it was burning and she couldn't wait any longer. To hell with clothing removal, she was sure that they wouldn't just do it once, he was Chuck Bass after all, and there would be time after.
She swallowed hard and contemplated moving out of the bed, however, Chuck was lying right next to her and he had always been a light sleeper. She quietly tried to slip out of the bed but the blanket caught on her Jimmy Choo, which she had kept on during the sex because it made her feel sexier, he agreed, and sent her crashing to the ground. She sat there, dumbstruck, surprised that he hadn't woken up. She picked up her slip that had been underneath the dress from the night before and put it on. She looked around for the dress and found that it was nowhere to be found. She furrowed her eyesbrows, trying to remember where she had left it, and then she remembered.
"What are you doing!" she giggled as he pulled her off of the stage and into his lap. He just smiled at her and played with one of the curls in her hair.
"Just looking at you"
"Why?" she asked, furrowing her brow in confusion.
"You always surprise me. I'm convinced that I have you pinned down and then you do something that makes me second guess every preconceived notion I have of you" he said, smirking at her.
Usually she found his smirk kind of annoying, but tonight it seemed kind of endearing. Kind of cute, and she had no idea why.
"Let's go" he said, breaking the comfortable silence that had settled between them. She nodded and allowed him to pull her to her feet and out of Victrola.
"Oh! We have to go back!" she cried suddenly, almost causing Chuck to crash into her.
"Why?" He asked, a confused expression written on his face.
"Well…"
she said, trying not to blush, "I kind of left my dress on
stage" He started to laugh. "Well I do kind of own the
place now, if you think about it. So I'm pretty sure you don't
have to worry about going back to get the dress right now." She
tried to protest but he ignored her and helped her into the limo
before getting in himself.
She sighed, wishing she had ignored him last night and had gone inside to get the dress. However, if she had gone inside and gotten the dress, there was a good chance that she wouldn't be here right now. Normally you would think that she would have preferred not being here, not being one of Chuck's conquests, but something had felt so right about the two of them, she couldn't even fathom the idea of him sleeping with her for sport, it was unheard of.
As she reached the door and turned back towards him, she realized something with a jolt. Every time that she had, almost, been with Nate, she had never felt any of the chemistry that she had felt when she had been with chuck.
"Good god" she whispered, "I think I'm falling for you" and with that she turned from the room and headed outside.