The Way She Said His Name
Depending on her mood—whether she was angry, annoyed, horny, happy, needy or content—Blair Waldorf had a different way of saying Chuck's name.
And he loved them all equally.
When Blair was angry, she would bark his name like an order.
"CHUCK" she yelled.
"What?" he asked groggily, sitting up in her bed. He rubbed his eyes with the heels of his hands, forcing himself to wake up. He didn't even want to know how early in the morning it was.
"What did I tell you about leaving wet towels on the rug?!" Blair scolded.
Chuck opened his eyes and smiled widely at the sight before him. Blair Waldorf was standing stark naked in the middle of her room—holding the discarded towel in question.
He shook his head slowly, in awe of the pissed-off, nude goddess in front of him. How Chuck Bass got this lucky, he'll never know.
"Oh, don't you smirk at me mister. You are the proprieter for mildew growing under my rug!"
"If I recall correctly, I wasn't the one who left that there. Last I had it, it was slung happily around my hips. You were the one who jumped me like a bitch in heat—"
"CHUCK!" Her outraged!Chuck very closely resembled her angry one.
"—pinned me to your bed and rode me like the dirty cowgirl you are" he said.
Blair tried to look as dignified as she could without any clothes on.
"I certainly did not."
"You did too, you were also the one who de-toweled me in the first place. Fess up, it was a crime of passion and I was the victim" Chuck said, falling back against the pillows that smelled like her.
"Oh please, you are never the victim Chuck" she scoffed.
"I was last night. The victim to a horny girlfriend" he said, rolling onto his stomach.
"Come over here and say that" she said.
"Hell no, you come back to bed" he mumbled.
"This conversation isn't over" she said as she crawled onto the bed. Right as she slid under the covers, Chuck spun around and landed on top of her.
"Gotcha" he whispered as he captured her mouth with his.
"I thought you were sleeping" she said when he pulled back.
"If you think I could fall back asleep after seeing you stark naked and pissed off—which happen to be my two favorite looks on you—then you are terribly mistaken" he said.
With that Chuck kissed his way down her body very deliberately until his mouth hovered right over her heat.
When he made contact, Blair's eyes rolled back in pleasure.
She decided that maybe she was the one who left the towel on the floor after all.
