BEHIND CLOSED DOORS

The moon was high in the Manhattan night sky when Blair exited the elevator and strolled into the Bass' penthouse apartment. Chuck was sitting on the counter, flipping through his phone. When he glanced up and saw Blair, he smiled. Chuck hopped off the counter and approached her. "Hey."

"Hey." Blair smiled right before he kissed her. She put her arms around his neck as the kiss deepened.

With his lips still on Blair's, Chuck froze. He pulled away and listened carefully. "Do you hear that?" Blair listened, arms still around Chuck's neck. "It sounds like footsteps. Come with me." Chuck pulled Blair toward his room and closed the door. He opened the door a crack to see his dad coming down the stairs, grab a bottle of water out of the fridge, then go back upstairs. "That was close."

Chuck turned around to see Blair, eyebrows raised, arms folded, staring at him. "What?"

"Chuck, did we really have to run from your dad?"

"Blair, he may not care much about me, but he talks to other parents at the school. The parents who talk about their conversations at dinner. Do you really want the people at school to find out about us that way?"

Blair sighed, "No."

"Then, may I suggest we," Chuck put his arms around her waist, "return to our activities."

Blair just laughed and kissed him. Chuck started to slowly remove Blair's green jacket while Blair unbuttoned his shirt. After Blair gracefully dropped Chuck's shirt on the ground, Chuck started to make his way with his hands under Blair's tan colored sweater. Chuck pushed the sweater up, over her head as Blair raised her arms in the air to get it completely off her, revealing a black bra. She started to unbuckle Chuck's belt as she fell backwards onto the bed with Chuck on top of her.

~*~

Chuck woke up the next morning, tired from the previous night's festivities. Blair was sleeping with her head resting on his chest as he stroked her hair. He watched her sleep for a couple of minutes until, finally, she woke up.

Blair blinked, looked up at Chuck, and smiled. "Good morning."

"Mmm, a great morning," Chuck agreed. "The kind that comes after an amazing night."

She laughed and then kissed him. Blair rested her chin on Chuck's chest as they stared at each other. Chuck started to stroke her hair again when Blair asked, "Chuck?"

"Yes, beautiful?"

"Do you think that...this, what we're doing, won't always have to be a secret?"

"What do you mean?"

Blair sighed, "Will we ever tell people about...us?"

"I'm sure we will someday. But," Chuck sat up and adjusted Blair so that she was straddling him, "secrets can be very sexy too, you know."

Chuck began to kiss Blair's neck as her eyes rolled back in pleasure. Blair breathed heavily as she responded, "But I'm...being...serious."

He stopped kissing her neck and said, "But so am I!"

Blair then smiled evilly, "Ok then, Bass. You always talk the talk," she pushed Chuck backwards so he was lying flat on his back with her hands resting flat on his chest, still straddling him. "but why don't you show me that you can also walk the walk."

Chuck smiled. "And what would like me to do first, princess?"

Blair's smile widened as she leaned in. "How about showing me just how sexy secrets can be..."

Chuck sighed, pushing a loose strand of Blair's hair behind her ears. "You have no idea what you're in for, Waldorf." Without warning, Chuck flipped them over so that he was on top. Chuck started by kissing her neck and, very slowly, worked his way down.

~*~

Blair collapsed beside Chuck, both breathing heavily. "So," Chuck said while gasping for air. "did I prove my point yet?" He turned his head to look at Blair and said, rather seductively, "Secrets can be very sexy too."

"Hmm...you may have proved it. But I'm notentirely convinced yet." Blair teased, while being equally seductive.

"Is that a challenge, Miss Waldorf?"

Blair slid the back side of her pointer finger along Chuck's jaw line. She smiled. "Maybe."

Chuck leaned over and kissed her with his right hand on her cheek. Blair slid on top of Chuck and took his hand off of her cheek; she intertwined her hand with his while doing the same with the other. Blair pinned their intertwined hands on either side of Chuck's head. But, before they could go any further, Blair glanced at the clock.

"Oh, my God! I am so late!" Blair slid off Chuck, hopped out of the bed, and grabbed her undergarments at the foot of the bed.

As Blair finished putting on her underwear and bra, Chuck questioned, with a smile, "And what, Blair Waldorf, is so much more important than spending the rest of your day in bed with Chuck Bass?"

"I promised Nate I'd come by his suit fitting to give my approval on his suit choice." Blair replied as she squeezed into her jeans.

Chuck's face fell. "Oh."

Blair looked over at Chuck to see a sour look on his face. "Chuck...you know that I'd love nothing more than to stay but we have to keep up appearances."

"I know." Chuck got out of bed and started to put his pants on. He had already come to terms with the fact that Blair was going to cotillion with Nate, but he still was not thrilled about the idea; and he never will be.

"Chuck. Come on."

"What? I didn't say anything."

He buttoned all but the top two buttons on his shirt when Blair walked up and put her arms around his waist. "Chuck, secrets are supposed to be sexy, remember. It's just that all the sexiness and secrets come at a price."

Chuck pursed his lips, looking at the floor, and sighed.

"Are you mad at me? About this whole Nate thing?"

He looked at her, "No." Chuck smiled. "I could never be mad at you."

Blair smiled too. "Good."

Chuck wrapped his arms around her as they kissed. Then, he rested his head on hers and teased, "Are you sure there's no time for a quickie?"

Blair playfully swatted at his chest, then turned around to go find her sweater and jacket.

Chuck folded his arms and leaned against the wall. He watched as Blair grabbed her sweater and pulled it over her head. When she found her jacket and put her right arm through the sleeve, Chuck stated, "It's pure and utter torture to watch those clothes be put on instead of stripped off."

Blair looked over and smiled, "Now you know how I feel when I see you in the hallway at school." After she got her shoes on she walked over to Chuck, put her arms around his neck, and kissed him. Blair groaned. "I don't want to go."

Chuck smiled against her lips, "I'll send you dirty text messages while you're there."

"Mmm," Blair moaned in agreement before kissing him again.

"Come on," Chuck nodded toward the door, "I'll walk you out." He then kissed her again and led her to the door.

~*~

Blair wrapped her right arm around his neck while her left hand gripped the collar of his shirt. Chuck had his left arm around her waist while his right hand groped for the handle to his bedroom door without breaking their lips' contact.

Once outside the door, Blair backed up in the direction of the kitchen without removing her lips from his. They managed to get by the table when they heard a voice say, "Good morning." Chuck froze and looked up while Blair took her hands off of Chuck and spun around, with her back to him to see who said those words. Bart stood behind the counter, eyebrows raised, in full suit and tie, drinking coffee.

"Good morning, father." Chuck replied awkwardly.

"Good morning, Mr. Bass." Blair too replied in the same awkward tone, embarrassment thick in her voice.

The three stood in an awkward silence for what felt like eternity until Bart finally broke it. "So, given the time I'm assuming that you slept here last night, Blair."

"Um, yah. I came over to help Chuck with..." Blair stole a quick glance at Chuck who shrugged ever-so-slightly so only she could see. An idea suddenly came to Blair's mind, so she went with it. "a homework assignment and we stayed up all night debating on answers and I guess we fell asleep."

Blair had an expression on that looked like she was hoping he'd believe her, so Bart replied, "Don't worry, Blair. I believe you. I know that what you said is obviously true because of all the yelling and sounds I heard last night."

Chuck and Blair snapped to immediate attention; both of their faces turning bright red. Both knew that Bart knew that what he heard was the exact opposite of debating. Normally, Chuck is never embarrassed or shy when talking (or, more accurately, bragging) about his sex life. But the people he'd normally talk to about it weren't his father.

"Umm...I should probably go now." Blair turned to Chuck, "I'll see you later."

"Ok." Chuck answered, his face still red with embarrassment. Blair gave Chuck a quick kiss on the lips, with Chuck putting his hand on her neck and stoking her cheek with his thumb, and headed toward the elevator.

"Have a good day, Mr. Bass." Blair commented in an embarrassed tone.

"You too."

As soon as Blair had disappeared behind the closed elevator doors, Chuck headed behind the counter to the fridge. Bart turned to face him, leaning against the counter. Chuck grabbed the orange juice and poured some into a glass while making no eye contact with his father. As Chuck put away the juice, Bart finally questioned, "Chuck...isn't Blair Nate's boyfriend?"

Still making no eye contact, Chuck stated, "They broke up."

"Are you sure she isn't just trying to, you know, get back at-"

"She broke up with him." Chuck then sipped his orange juice.

"Chuck, you're sleeping with your best friend's ex-girlfriend? Are you sure that's wise?"

"No." Chuck rested his elbows on the counter and finally looked up at his father. "But since when do you care about what I do with my life?"

Bart stared at Chuck as he drank the juice from his glass. "You really like er, don't you?"

Chuck set his glass down and took his elbows off he counter. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "What?"

"It seems like you're finally maturing and starting to have actual feelings for a woman."

"Father, please, spare me the lecture. Besides, who said anything about feelings? Blair and I's relationship is strictly physical and nothing more." Chuck drined his glass, while Bart gave him raised eyebrows that screamed doubt, and waltzed off to his bedroom. As so as he closed the door, he leaned against it and took out his phone. He scrolled through his contacts, selected Blair, and wrote the following message:

R U Wth Him Rt Now?

~*~

Blair aced out of the elevator to the fitting/tailor room in time to hear Nate say, "-date, she's never late and she likes to find her approval."

"Sorry! Sorry, sorry, sorry!" Blair rushed up to Nate, who was standing on a stool being fitted. "My cappuccino was decaf and I couldn't find my phone. Took forever to-" Blair paused as she hoped up on the windowsill. "-get a cab."

Nate looked at her, confused. "But you live up the street."

Blair looked up at him and replied, "I wasn't home."

Thankfully, Nate just nodded and said, "Oh." and didn't ask anymore questions.

Just then, Blair received a text. She looked down at her phone to see that it was from Chuck, following through with his promise to send her dirty messages. Remembering that, Blair laughed as she read the text:

R U With Him Rt Now?

Blair pressed reply and typed:

Yes...Bt I Wld Much Rther B With U

She recieved an immediate reply:

Well, Wld U Like 2 Know What I'd Do 2 U If U Were With Me?

Blair smiled as she wrote:

Oh, Yes Plz!

As soon as Blair hit send, she heard, "Blair!" She looked u to and saw Nate looking at her.

Blair quickly tried to remember what he said and just as quickly replied, "Oh! Um, we don't have to go anywhere afterwards. It's fine." As Nate stepped off of the stool, Blair got off the windowsill and dropped her phone.

"Sorry, uh..." Nate bent over to pick up the phone. It rang almost as soon as Nate's fingers touched it. "Who's texting you so much?"

Blair opened the phone up to peek at the message quickly. She read the words: I'd Lick and quickly closed it before she could give off any reaction that would make Nate too curious. Blair looked up at him and quickly answered, "Serena." Nate furrowed his eyebrows as she continued, "Uh, I have to go back to my house. My mom is throwing this tea for Serena's grandmother and she had to jet to Paris at the last minute so it's all on me."

She started to walk away when Nate suggested, "Ok, hey, I'll, uh, stop by and help you out."

Before he could even finish the word "out", Blair interjected, "It's alright, I got it. Thanks."

Nate smiled. "Who are you and what did you do to Blair Waldorf?"

Blair paused for a moment and sighed. "Not bad, Archibald. I almost forgot how handsome you are." As Blair turned away, Nate smiled longingly after her.

~*~

Blair exited the building and was about to hail a cab when her phone rang. She glanced at the called I.D., smiled and then answered it. "Long time no talk, Bass. How long has it been? An hour?" she teased.

"An hour can feel like a lifetime when it involves being without you, Waldorf. Plus, you didn't respond to my text. Too racy for you?"

"Too racy? Where have you been the past couple of weeks we've been sleeping together? The words 'too' and 'racy', when combined, are not in my vocabulary." Blair heard Chuck laugh on the other end as she tried to hail a cab. "Besides, I couldn't reply. I only got to read the first two words because Nate was standing right there. I don't think he would've appreciated it if I had an orgasm right in the middle of talking about how I don't think we have to go anywhere after the cotillion." Blair kept waving her arm out to get a cab but to no avail.

"Ah, we wouldn't want dear Nathaniel to get suspicious, now would we? By the way, you look rather sexy trying to hail a cab. You're sweater goes up a bit so I can see the small of you back. It's absolute torture, Waldorf."

Blair out her arm down and paused. "wait, how do you know that I'm trying to hail a cab?"

"With 'trying' being the key word?"

Confused, Blair questioned, "What?"

Chuck laughed. "Turn around, Waldorf." Blair turned to see Chuck at the other end of the block leaning against his limo; his right hand in his pocket and his left holding the phone to his ear while giving her his infamous Chuck Bass smirk. Blair laughed, shaked her head, and walked over to him. They both hung up their phones as Blair got closer.

Blair smiled. "You just couldn't live without me, couldn't you?"

"Well," Chuck smiled too, "I kind of missed my daily dose of sexy, secret meetings with my best friend's ex-girlfriend."

Blair draped her arms around Chuck's neck. "What? The morning sex wasn't enough?" She started to kiss him as he wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Mmm. Blair, Blair, Blair..." Chuck whispered against her lips. He leaned back to look her in the eyes as he continued," There is never such a thing as having enough sex."

Blair looked at him, smiled, closed her eyes, and shook her head. "I can't believe I didn't expect that answer." Her smile widened as she leaned in to kiss him again.

After a minute or so of making out against his limo, Chuck asked, in between kisses, "Aren't you...afraid...that someone...will see us?"

Blair stopped kissing him and bit her lip. "Right." she sighed. "I forgot."

"Well, we don't have to stop." Blair looked u at Chuck, puzzled. "I mean, we could always," Chuck glanced behind him at his limo. "take this inside."

Blair looked at the limo then at Chuck. She raised her right eyebrow and seductively asked, "Is that a challenge, Chuck Bass?"

Chuck took his pointer finger and slid it across her jaw line just as she did when he asked that same question this morning. He then replied with the same word she used to answer. "Maybe..."

Chuck kissed Blair sweetly at first, but then quickly deepened it. Blair's hands were now in his hair as Chuck's slid all over her body. Without breaking the kiss, Chuck stopped leaning on the limo and backed up to get to the door. When his hand grasped the handle, Chuck opened the door to the backset. The same backseat where Chuck removed a certain chastity belt mere weeks previously. Chuck slid in and, in one fluid motion, pulled Blair in, closed the door, lied down, and pulled Blair on top of him.

They made out for a bit, savoring each contact their lips made. Chuck stopped for a moment and just stared at Blair. She smiled at him as he slid a strand of hair behind her ear. "Blair, I need to tell you something."

"Anything."

He breathed in and out slowly for a bit, then said, "Blair Waldorf."

"Yes?" Blair asked as she stroked his hair.

"I l-" Chuck stopped and just looked at her.

"You what...?" Blair asked with furrowed eyebrows.

"Uh...nothing." Blair gave him a concerned look. "It wasn't that important. What's important is what's going on right now." Chuck then put both of his hands on Blair's cheeks and brought her face in for a kiss.

~*~

okay, so I you liked it! i MIGHT add more cz i have an idea for a story that i could just combine with this one. so, keep an eye out for another chapter...maybe. :-)