A look into Chuck and Blair, Blair and Chuck, after they close the bedroom doors. This is my first Blair/Chuck fanfic..

Warning: Adult content (obviously) and mild swearing

Disclaimer: I own nothing. All rights to the creator(s)

Chuck had turned around to lock the door. It had only took him 30 seconds, tops! And apparently it had only take Blair half that time to get her clothes off, minus her matching black lace bra and panties because Chuck had always liked doing that part himself, and laid in such a position that made Chuck go crazy. Before Chuck realized he was moving, he was on top of her, kissing and sucking all her weak spots. He knew all those years of practice of getting to know Blair's body better than her would pay off eventually. He reached out to run his index and middle finger over her soft skin. Her eyes fluttered shut as she felt him touch her. She opened her eyes and watched him look at her like she was the only thing that mattered on the god forsaken earth. And as far as he was concerned, she was. He reached up and cupped her cheek with his right hand. She instinctively leaned into his touch. He brought his left hand up and cupped her other cheek and slowly brought her lips to his in a slow and searing kiss. She felt those familiar sparks that she felt every time he touched or kissed her. The same sparks she felt when he kissed and touched her in that limo all those years ago. Blair was getting restless and tried to deepen the kiss, only to be stopped by Chuck.

His voice was laced with lust when he spoke."I wanna take this one slow."

Blair had found that her voice was gone. She couldn't speak, she could barely move, so she just nodded. When she finally found whatever voice there was, she spoke only 3 words. 3 words that could make Chuck Bass weak at Blair Waldorf's hands.

"Make me yours." She whispered weakly

Blair knew all the right buttons to push, and Chuck knew she that. But sometimes she forgets that he knows all of her buttons just as well as she knows his. Chuck kissed and sucked his way from her neck, to her chest, down to her breasts, taking his time with each nipple, sucking and licking one while he played and tugged the other one. then switching. Chuck continued to her stomach, kissing, licking, biting, and sucking hard enough to leave hickies. He continued to her hip bones, leaving open mouthed wet kisses on each before moving slowly towards her thighs, biting and sucking them. Blair as sure he'd leave hickies all over her so that whenever she looked at them, she'd think of him and how much fun they have whenever they're together. Chuck finished kissing, sucking and biting down her legs and then came up to rest his hot breath right where she need him most.

"Please." Blair whimpered so weakly that he was surprised to have barely heard her at all

"3 words, 8 letters." He whispered over her dripping sex

She shot up, glaring at him, shocked that he wanted to play this game right now.

"What?"

"You heard me. 3 words, 8 letters. Say it and I'm yours." He remained in his position, repeating the words she once said to him, glancing at her through his lashes

"I - you - Chuck -" She was at a loss for words

"It's not that difficult, Blair. Just say it." He whispered, slipping two digits into her soaking womanhood

"I love - chUCK!" She shouted, flopping back down on the bed

Her hands instantly went for the sheets, grabbing and pulling at them.

"What was that?" Chuck asked, chuckling as he pulling one finger out

"I - I love y - oh my fucking GOD." She moaned as he hit her sweet spot

Chuck withdrew his finger completely before placing wet kisses to her hip bones, again.

"Say it." He whispered

Even though she couldn't see him, she could feel him smiling against her hip bone.

She tried to lace her voice with as much sincerity as possible.

"I love you, Chuck Bass." She whispered, eyes closed

"Make me believe you Blair." He said, kissing all around where she needed him most

"I love you, Chuck." She whined, pulling at the bed sheets

"I don't believe you, Blair." He chuckled

Blair fisted her hands in his hair yanked his head up, so they were eye to eye.

"Chuck Bass," she said through gritted teeth, "I. Fucking. Love. You."

She flipped them over so she was on top, with her hands pushing on his chest. She was ripped his shirt open, causing buttons to go flying. She was kissing his forehead, cheeks, neck, and chest.

"I love you. I love you two. I love you three. I love you four. I love you five. I love you six. I fucking love you, Chuck Bass."

Chuck rolled them back over and kneeled between Blair's legs, pulling his shirt off his arms and making quick work of his pants, pulling them off and throwing them at the door. Blair took this time to undo her bra, leaving her panties to be removed by Chuck because they were his favorite thing to remove. Chuck lowered his lips to her chest, kissing and biting, sure to leave hickies. He moved to envelope her nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the erect nub causing Blair to arch her back and push into his more-than-willing mouth.

"Chuck." Her voice was a barely audible squeak, which caused his lips to turn up in a smirk against her breast

He switched breasts, giving just as much tongue and attention to her left nipple as he did to her right. She was so lost in pleasure of his tongue on her nipple to notice that he had trailed his fingers down to the hemline of her panties. She also hadn't noticed that he had snaked them off of her. She only noticed when he quickly and expertly tied her hands to the headboard with her own black lace panties.

"CHUCK!" Blair gasped, gaping at her husband

He chuckled as she writhed trying to break free of Chuck's bonds, to no effect. Chuck started at her left ankle. Working his way up her left leg. Nipping and kissing until he reaches her left hip bone, only to move to back down to her right ankle. Repeating the same nipping and kissing he performed on her left leg. He made his way from her right ankle up to her right hip bone. He continued his way up her stomach to each of her breasts, giving each nipple a slight flicked with his tongue, causing her back to arch each time and cry out his name. He kissed up her neck, sucking each of her sweet spots, causing her to moan his name. That moan fell towards his own neglected cock causing it to twitched in response, reminding him why they were in this situation in the first place. He internally cursed himself for letting her have such a spell on him that his pleasurable torture would be cut off by her need, her want for him. All because she moaned him name. Such a moan that his need and his want for her is undeniable. He slid up to meet her eyes and plant a firm yet gentle kiss to her lips. He broke the kiss to keep eye contact as he slid into her completely, causing her to pull hard on her lace restraints. They both tried to keep eye contact through his thrusting in and out. Their love-making was hot, hard, and raw. Nothing stopping them from expressing their love for each other other than Blair's own lace panties restraining her. Chuck thrusted at an angle, hitting Blair's G-spot spot on, causing her to cry out his name and pull so hard on her restraints that they broke. Blair shook the remains off her wrists and latched onto Chuck's shoulders, digging her fingernails into his shoulder blades. Chuck kept hitting her G-spot, causing her to cry out again and again and again. Blair wrapped her legs around his hips as they sped up, meeting thrust for thrust. They kept pushing each other towards that place where they'd both fall into oblivion. Never to return. And neither seemed to care. It didn't take much more for them to fly over that edge. Blair, drawing blood from Chuck's shoulder blades. Chuck, finger's digging so hard into Blair's hips that he's sure he'll leave finger-shaped bruises.

"Chuck." Blair whispered

"Blair." Chuck whispered

And with a whisper of each other's name, their vision went white with pleasure.