/N: Here's my Chuck/Blair fanfic first chapter. THis will have an actual story and will progress as it goes on. PLEASE REVIEW!
Chapter 1: Without Security
Blair Waldorf walked through the silent halls of Constance, the only noise was form her new Mui-Mui heels clacking on the freshly waxed floors. She rounded the corner while contemplating the academic benefits of not being valedictorian but salutatorian at second best. She heard a noise and looked up. Chuck Bass, destroyer of all pure and good, was watching her from the shadows of the archway. Blair, in a playful mood due to the recent improvement of grades, smiled shyly.
"Mr. Chuck Bass," she purred as she got closer. "Why all lonesome in these halls?" She asked. He eyed her appreciatively.
"I was simply enjoying the company of our schools entertaining dance team. Their "Chuck Bass" moves are incredibly arousing." He smirked as she raised her eyebrows.
"Why?" He asked while moving behind her and whispering in her ear. "You interested?"
"Quite possibly." She replied, turning towards him. She glanced down, realizing how close his mouth was to hers.
"Blair," he whispered. She inhaled the scent of his breath. She mad eye contact with him. He gazed intently at her. Before she know what was happening he was kissing her.
Blair POV
I was kissing him back. I didn't realize it until I felt him moan under my lips and grab my thigh. I felt like I was floating and when he kissed me it was magic. It had been a long time since anyone had made me felt like he was.
"Chuck…" I groaned against his neck. He moved us towards a nearby door and he reached around me to open it. He pushed me into what smelled like a janitor's closet. Ironic how Chuck chose a cleaning closet to get dirty. He trailed kisses down my neck and I tangled my fingers in his hair. He was making me feel like magic, like his princess.
Then he reached down under my new Ralph Lauren dress and pushed aside my La Perla panties. He then pleasured my like no other. When he finished I sagged in exhaustion against the wall. Chuck stood next to me and leaned down to whisper in my ear.
"Looks like those dancers have some major competition." I looked up and he smirked. My heart melted looking in those eyes. It made me feel insecure. I was Blair Waldorf, not Nelly Yuki. Boys fell for me and fell over me. I didn't fall for them. Suddenly I felt exposed and nauseous, I fixed and straightened my dress and shakily stood up.
"Um, I…I should be going." And as I ran out of the closet, I felt Chuck's searing gaze on me.
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Love always,
~Mx2
