Disclaimer: I do not own Gossip Girl, or any of the characters within the show, even though I would love to claim Chuck and Nate for myself.
Chapter One
She was a vision of pure untouched and classic beauty, a tall drink of water he easily wanted to drink down. Brown, glossy waves of untouched silky hair cascaded down her back, making a perfect color match to her doe brown hues. Her skin was smooth and creamy, a contrast against her bow shaped crimson lips that taunted him so mercilessly. He could stare at her for hours, and still find a new part of her for his eyes to demoralize, she was the type of girl who deserved to be loved slow and long for hours. Kisses should be placed appreciatively across that tight little body, she needed someone with skill to handle her well and pleasure her over and over and over...
"Son.." Bart Bass's crisp voice intruded his son, Chuck Bass's devious thoughts, "have you found one yet?" He whispered in a breathy tone, his icy arctic eyes scanning the room for anyone who was daring to listen in. It had been last week his father proclaimed that Charles must pick out a lady to make his "girlfriend." Apparently it would make Chuck appear more responsible, but he hated the word as much as he hated responsibilities and being tied down. The brunette boy straightened his tie and allowed a brief nod in his fathers direction.
"I've got it covered.." Chuck drawled in his signature gravelly voice, his eyes locked down on Blair Waldorf, the perfect woman for his plot. He made his way across the soirée, he may have only been in High School but he was an expert and balancing his scotch all while winding and mingling across the crowd of less desirable peers.
"Chuck Bass, I must admit I am surprised you are still here, " Blair chimed in her singsong tone, a feisty smirk across her rouge lips as her eyes scanned Chuck up and down, " it is almost ten o'clock and you haven't picked out some cheap, blonde whore who shops at Macy's for her lingerie and can hardly stand up straight because of too many wine coolers," she clucked her tongue, and the infamous Chuck Bass smirk crossed his face.
"I'd much rather prefer a woman who doesn't have lingerie at all, easier access, less time, less strings and zippers.." He trailed on, causing an eye roll from Blair's blonde counterpart, Serena Van Der Woodsen,
"Ew, Chuck, boundaries, not all of us like to hear about your sex life," Serena crossed her arms.
"If you'd prefer to watch, I have the tapes, and Serena we all know you have a special knack for those," he cruelly retorted, but in a teasing manner that he knew still irked both the beautiful friends.
"Why do you have to be so hard to deal with?" Blair spat, as she watched Serena sashay away to go find comfort with the golden boy, Nate Archibald, Blair's recent ex-boyfriend.
"Come back to my room with me," he sensually whispered, pulling Blair flush against his chest," and you can find I can be hard in many ways.." At this statement, he felt Blair catch her breath, as her eyes inadvertently glanced down upon his crotch. He cockily lifted her chin with one finger, their gazes meeting and her cheeks changing to a light shade of rose. "Waldorf, I have a preposition," he cooly pulled her into an empty corridor.
"If it involves me relieving your sexual fantasies, I'll refrain, thank you." Blair responded in an annoyed tone. She would much rather by at the party spying on Nate, who recently broke her heart, and traded her in for Serena.
"Not exactly my plan, but if you we're thinking about it, good idea.." He pressed her against the wall gently, dim moonlight shadows from the windows creating their limited vision of each other.
"What do you want, Chuck?" She pursed her lips, eyebrow raised.
"Bass Industries wants to show a grown up side of Charles Bass, a new luxury cruise will be released in our name and the best way to show I've grown up is supposedly to have a woman in my life.." He cleared his throat before continuing, "Love means maturity, and who better than the queen of Manhattan?" He said in hopes of flattering her into his plan.
She scoffed before a mischievous twinkle flashed in her chocolate orbs, "You want me, to pretend to be your girlfriend?" She chuckled softly, and he tensed, his jaw clenched. She noticed his demeanor change, it was a serious matter. "What's in it for me?"
"You want to make Nate jealous right? And who better as a scheming partner than Blair Waldorf?" At this, he leaned against her, "Don't torture me," he cooed against her ear, his lips brushing them with his hot breath moist against her lobes.
"I'm in, on a few conditions," at this he proudly smiled, she was being typical Blair but none the less part of the deal, "no sex, absolutely no touching, and frankly no interactions outside of acting, alright?"
He nodded with no intention of following them, "Shall we, my lady?" He backed off the wall and extended a hand forward towards the party, she pointedly smirked and sashayed her hips as she strutted ahead. His almond shaped eyes ogled over her perfect physique and behind, he extended a hand and squeezed one of her ass cheeks.
"What was that for?" She zipped around furiously.
"It was out of love, darling, why would you hate something your own boyfriend did to you so lovingly?" He asked innocently, with mischievous venom on his words.
This just in, Upper East Siders: C and B emerge into the party scene looking oh so smitten. Do I smell a new couple on the rise? Or is that the scent of something about to go up in flames? This is one hot couple. Burn, baby, burn. Xoxo - Gossip Girl.
That concludes my first chapter, please review, it truly helps me see how and if I should continue. Please write predictions, ideas, or general thoughts about this chapter or where the story is headed. I promise it will get more interesting if you stick with me. Thank you.