This is set after Chuck has decided to take control of Bass Industries, and before he stands Blair up for dinner. It's going to be a short story, maybe about five parts. Let me know if you think it makes sense or not!
"Blair, come with us tonight," Chuck requests through his phone, starting his night early by pouring himself some scotch.
"I already have dinner made and the table set," Blair says back, disappointment clearly in her voice.
"Jack wants to take me out and he won't take no for an answer. Come with us," he says again. "I'll come for dinner, and then will you go with us?"
There's a silent pause before he hears Blair exhales through the phone. "Fine, Chuck, but you better get here for dinner."
"I'll be there in twenty."
Chuck finishes off his scotch before going to his closet to pick out an outfit. If he knows Blair at all, she'll have set up an amazing dinner for two, and he can't go wearing just anything. Some how, even though Jack tried to persuade him earlier that Blair was nothing but a ball and chain, Chuck feels as though he can't let her down tonight. It is Blair after all, and if it weren't for her, he'd have nothing to celebrate. He'll just have to prove to Jack that Blair isn't like the rest of the girls that want to just tie a leash around a guy's neck and keep him tied down. He brings out the wild Blair, and she accepts Chuck for who he is.
He changes into a black suit with a pearl white, sparkling tie. He slicks his hair back and sprays an extra spray of cologne on. Tonight is going to be a blast. He gets to party with an uncle he hasn't seen in a long time, and Blair. Yes, it's going to be a good night. Before he leaves for Blair's, he texts Jack to send the limo over there in a couple of hours.
The lighting is low, and there are candles set out on the table. Blair greets him as he steps into the room. She's looks amazing in her short, tight black dress with a white sash tied around her torso. Her hair is curled and hangs over her shoulders. His lips part slightly, and his breath hitches. He knows for sure now that he's made the right decision. Three call girls would never compare to Blair Waldorf.
"Waldorf," he says, his voice low and raspy.
"Hi Chuck," she smiles slightly.
"You look…" he shakes his head with a smirk on his lips, "amazing." He eyes her up and down, from her silky legs, to her cleavage, to her deep brown eyes. His pants suddenly feel a bit tighter.
"Thanks," she says softly, and gestures for him to sit. He sits at one end, and she sits at the other, and he can't help but think there is far too much distance between them.
Dorota brings out their first course. "Are you sure you want to go out tonight?" Blair asks as she slowly puts the fork between her lips and drags it back out. He can think of a million other things she could do that too. "I was thinking maybe we could stay in."
His body reacts positively to her words. "Any other time I would not object, but Jack wouldn't take no for an answer. I want you to come with us." A small smile slips on Blair's lips as she nods her head in agreement. "You can't change that dress either."
Blair has no desire to party with Chuck's uncle, but Chuck is responding so positively towards everything she has done, she can't tell him no. And the fact he said he wants her there, makes her heart soar. He hasn't responded to her confession yet, but all this gives her hope. Maybe, for once, they'll be able to find a way to make it work, even if they don't define what they are.
"Does Jack know that I am going?" Blair asks, sipping her wine.
"No," Chuck shakes his head, "but, I'm sure he won't be disappointed."
They finish the rest of their meal and find themselves in light conversation. Blair is surprised that Chuck isn't pushing her out the door and she relishes in the light banter they share. Dorota starts to clear the table, and Chuck texts Jack to send the limo for him.
"I'll go get my coat," Blair says as she stands. Chuck stands with her and catches her arm before she can go too far.
"This was amazing," he speaks. He leans in and kisses her gently on her cheek. "Thank you."
Blair's breath catches in her throat. She quickly mutters, "you're welcome," and hurries for her coat. Damn Chuck Bass and his innate ability to steal the air from her lungs.
Chuck escorts Blair fro the building and to the waiting limo once they've both got their coats. Before they get in, Chuck pulls Blair into him and rests his hand on her waist.
"Tonight is about having fun, Blair. Okay?"
"I can have fun," she says defiantly.
"I know," he smirks. "That's why I wanted you to come." He tucks some hair behind her ear before turning to open the limo door for her.
She takes his hand as she enters the limo. They're both inside the limo when Blair notices the three hookers surrounding Jack. A frown quickly finds its way onto her lips. She should have known she would be partying with trash.
"Nephew," Jack smiles, "Blair."
"Uncle Jack," Chuck says back. "I see you've started the party without us. You do remember Blair, right?"
"How could I forget her?" Jack winks at her.
Blair rolls her eyes and gives him a sarcastic smile. She turns to Chuck. "Where are we going?"
"I figured we'd drive around for a bit before going to Victrola," Jack pulls a joint from the inside pocket of his jacket. He lights the tip and takes a couple drags before passing it to the girls sitting by him.
"Here," Chuck hands Blair a glass of champagne, which she accepts. "A toast." He raises the glass. "To being the controlling share owner of Bass Industries." Both smile as they take drinks of their champagne. Chuck finishes his off in one gulp, and urges Blair to down hers.
Blair is hesitant, but downs her champagne as well. Chuck is filling her glass again before she even has time to swallow the liquid. He puts the glass to her lips, and tips it up so she is drinking more. Some dribbles down her chin, and he uses his thumb to wipe it away. He then finishes off what she didn't.
Blair's leg brushes up against one of the hooker's, and she feels her skin crawl. She looks up to find Jack staring at her, and finds that she is way too close to Chuck's perverted uncle. She accepts the drink Chuck is once again handing to her, and takes a drink.
"Switch places with me," she whispers to him and he nods.
She stands and he starts to slide over on the seat. He grabs her waist and pulls her into his lap. Blair giggles as she half falls onto his lap. His arms close around her waist and he nuzzles his face into her neck. She's too overwhelmed by the feeling of him, and the alcohol to realize she's not okay with being this intimate with Chuck yet. Her eyes close as she leans her head back onto his shoulder. He presses his lips against her neck, and lets his tongue slide lightly against her skin. She gets goose bumps. Instinctively, she wiggles her bottom, and relishes in the feeling of his hardness against her ass.
"Chuck," Jack interrupts them.
Blair opens her eyes and scoots over onto the seat next to Chuck. Chuck sets his jaw and looks up to the uncle that has just interrupted his moment with Blair. Jack has his hand outstretched, offering the joint to Chuck. Chuck pauses before he takes it. He looks to Blair, who is obviously not approving, but then takes the joint anyway. He places it between his lips and inhales deeply. The smoke hits his lungs and he holds it there while he passes the joint to the hooker sitting next to him. He releases the smoke before turning back to Blair.
"Do you want another drink?" he asks, and she nods. He pours them both a glass.
"Blair, I didn't know you'd be joining us this evening," Jack addresses the pair.
"I invited her," Chuck speaks up. He notices Jack's eyes wandering up and down Blair's legs, so he puts a possessive hand on her thigh. "I thought she should join in on our celebration."
"It is a lovely treat having her here," Jack smirks. Blair cringes. "Tell me, Blair, when was the last time you had this much fun? New Years, perhaps?"
Blair narrows her eyes. "Actually, it's been since our Winter Ball," she turns towards Chuck and smiles. He smiles back, and then takes a drink of his champagne.
"You look ravishing, Blair," Jack compliments her.
Blair rolls her eyes but says, "thank you," anyway. She turns towards Chuck. "Did you match your tie to my dress on purpose?" She fingers the tie that is around his neck.
"Intuition, I guess," he raises an eyebrow. He takes her hand and kisses her fingertips.
"How about a toast," Jack leans forward, the bottle of champagne in his hand. Chuck and Blair look towards him, and agree. They reach their glasses out for him to pour more into, and he spills it all over the glasses and the floor.
"To that son of a bitch Bart Bass," Chuck raises his glass. They all down the liquid.
The call girl sitting next to Chuck runs a hand up his thigh and leans into him. She tries to kiss his neck, but he takes the joint from her fingertips and leans away from her. He takes a hit from it.
"Do you want a hit?" He turns towards Blair, the joint smoldering between his fingers.
"No," Blair objects, offended he's even asked.
Chuck looks towards Jack, who has a knowing smirk on his face. He winces before turning back to Blair. Jack does not know Blair, and Chuck won't let him assume he does. He leans in and places a kiss on her neck.
"It's okay, Blair, I won't tell anyone," he whispers into her ear.
"Chuck," she whimpers. He can see fear in her eyes. Fear of the unknown, having never experienced a high, even though Chuck and Nate both have tried to persuade her to smoke with them numerous times.
"It's okay," he whispers and kisses her jaw. He takes a hit from the joint and leaves it in his mouth. He leans forward and Blair's lips part for him. His lips find hers and he's blowing the smoke into her mouth. Both of their eyes are closed as their lips meet for the first time in a very long time. She sucks in his breath, and inhales it deeply into her chest. He pulls back, and she releases the smoke.
The effects of the alcohol are weighing heavily on Blair as she looks at Chuck through half lidded eyes, and an alcohol induced haze. He hands the joint back to the hooker sitting next to him and when he looks back at her, it's as though it's only the two of them in the limo. She sits up and swings a leg over Chuck's lap so that she is straddling him.
Her lips hungrily devour his, and Chuck is taken aback. With the same fervor, he meets her kiss and their tongues clash. He runs his hands up her bare legs so that they are just beneath the thin fabric of her dress. Her arms wrap around his neck, as she discreetly gyrates her middle against his. He moans into her mouth as his body reacts to hers. He can feel her warmth through his pants and her panties, and it's driving him insane.
He grips her bottom and pulls her down into him. Their tongues battle and their teeth clash. She runs her fingers through his hair and grips the sides of his neck. He wraps his arms around her waist, and pulls her possessively into his body. He needs so badly to be inside of her, to be one with her.
She pulls back for air, and he immediately attacks her neck. He runs his tongue along her velvety skin, and sucks on the spot just behind her ear. She moans and her eyes roll back. He brings the lobe of her ear in between his teeth and gently bites down. She rotates her hips and he groans.
"I want you," Blair whispers into his ear and now he is whimpering. He's about to start undoing his belt buckle when his uncle clears his throat. Chuck looks up from Blair, and Jack has a disapproving look on his face.
"Jack," Chuck speaks through gritted teeth. Blair reluctantly removes herself from Chuck's lap and sits back in her seat.
"We're here," Jack says, looking at Blair. He has a menacing look, like he's about to reveal their secret.
"Great," Chuck says sarcastically.
Jack and the call girls begin to get out of the limo. Blair stands and Chuck reaches for her hand to assist her to the door. Blair grabs the door to the limo to get out behind the last hooker, but Chuck grips her hand and pulls her back into the limo, shutting the door behind her. She falls into his lap and he pushes the lock button on the door. He rolls the window down.
"We'll be in in a few," he shouts to Jack before putting the window back up.
Blair giggles as Chuck turns them both over so he is on top of her. "I hope you don't mind we're going to be late for the party," he says, huskily.
"That depends on if it's worth it or not," she smirks, and wraps her legs around his waist.
"I have no doubt it'll be worth it," he greedily puts his mouth over hers. "It's been too long."
Blair's back arches as he runs a hand along the inside of her thigh. Her legs part further. She claws at his shoulders and brings her hips up to press against him.
"Fuck," Chuck groans. His hands grip her breasts through her dress as she reaches for his belt buckle. She gets his belt off and then undoes his pants. She frees him and immediately wraps her hand around his length. Chuck hisses and nuzzles his face in her neck as she slides her hand up and down.
"I need you," she whispers into his ear.
He leans back on his knees and loops his fingers beneath her panties. He slides them down her legs and tosses them onto the floor. He grabs a condom from his limo stash and she sits up to help him put it on. Once they're done, she lies back and he lies on top of her.
"I need you, too," he says before he plunges into her. She gasps from his size, and he bites the inside of his cheek to try to maintain some kind of control.
Their lips meet as he starts to slide in and out of her. She moans against his mouth and he curses.
"Chuck," she whimpers as he presses into her, parting her legs further. She wraps her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. He wants to tell her he's not going to last very long, but he can't even form words. He's hitting the right spot, and she feels herself being pulled closer and closer to her climax.
"Shit, Blair," he grunts, sweat beading along his hairline. She opens her eyes, and he opens his. They stare into each others eyes, neither flinching nor looking away. He pumps into her, and he's there, he just needs her to call out his name as she tumbles over the edge.
"Chuck," she gasps as he pumps into her again, pushing her over the edge into a mind-altering orgasm. Her walls spasm around him, and her whimpers are enough to pull him over the edge. "Oh, Chuck!" Her arms wrap tightly around his neck, and he buries his face in her hair. Slowly, he stops his pumping until he is just inside of her.
Their breathing is ragged as they cling to each other, basking in the afterglow. He kisses along her neck, up her jaw before landing on her lips. He kisses her three times before pulling back to look into her eyes.
"That was worth it," Blair smiles. He chuckles.
"You ready to go in?" He asks.
"No," Blair giggles. He kisses her one more time with a smile before pulling out of her and sitting up. He pulls the condom off before doing his pants back up. He grabs her panties from the floor and starts to slide them up her legs.
"These are mine at the end of the night," Chuck says as she lifts her bottom for him to get them the rest of the way up.
"If you're a good boy," Blair smirks and reaches a hand out for him to pull her up.
"I'm always a good boy," He pulls her up and goes for the door. He unlocks it and steps out, and then turns and offers his hand to her. She grabs onto it and pulls herself from the limo. His hand finds the small of her back as they walk into his club and find the booth where Jack and the call girls are.
"That was quick," Jack chuckles as the two join the table. "Blair, I thought you-"
"It was the best I've ever had," Blair cuts him off and presses herself against Chuck. Chuck wraps an arm around her waist.
"You want a drink?" Chuck asks, and Blair nods. He gestures for the server to come over and orders a drink for himself and Blair.
"I've got something much better than alcohol," Jack smirks and brings a small vial out from his pocket. "What do ya say?"
Chuck looks at the vial of cocaine and then at Blair. He helps her into the booth. "Not around Blair," he says to Jack, and nods his head in the direction of the bathroom. "We'll be right back, Blair."
I know there really isn't a lot about Chuck and Blair's feelings in this chapter, but those will be explained a little later on. Let me know what you think!