Simply Enjoyable
Blair sat at her vanity and observed her reflection in the mirror. Her gaze lingered a little longer than usual as she contemplated just how different the face staring back at her seemed. It had a certain kind of…glow. Of course, Blair did have a quick thought that such a replenished complexion was probably thanks to Chuck and the certain kind of pleasure he had been bestowing upon her lately. However, that thought vanished as quickly as it had arrived. Chuck Bass was absolutely disgusting, repulsive really, and the only reason she had even slept with him in the first place was clearly due to a momentary lapse in judgment. She could end these secret, purely physical interactions between the two of them at any time. She just didn't wish to at the moment; that was all. She was simply just enjoying herself…and Chuck. She glanced back into her mirror to see the rosy glow in her cheeks that the thought of Chuck had inspired and promptly groaned in response. Perhaps it was better to end this soon after all.
"Miss Blair, Mister Chuck for you," Blair quickly shifted her train of thought as Dorota called up the staircase.
She promptly jumped out of and pushed in the chair she had been sitting in, but stopped her sudden movements when she caught a glance of herself one last time. What was she hurrying for? It was only Chuck, and he wasn't even supposed to be here right now. Also, applying another coat of lip-gloss would probably be beneficiary. Not for Chuck, she just liked to look presentable. Besides, doing so would prolong the time it took for her to go greet him and she certainly didn't want to seem too eager.
Blair rummaged through her drawers to find her favorite, rather flattering lip-gloss and began to apply it.
"You know, I would enjoy those lips of yours any way," Chuck's voice whispered in her ear as his arms encircled her waist from behind. Why was he even there….and more importantly, for how long?
Blair didn't move for a moment but then quickly spun around to face him, "Why are you in my room?"
He smirked, "You've seemed to enjoy me in the location before…among others anyways."
She grimaced, "That's not what I meant."
"Ah, but you admit to enjoying it." He moved closer to her, "You know, it could be even more enjoyable right now."
She only rolled her eyes and pushed him away in response, "I don't have time for that right now, Chuck. Besides, you basically just intruded."
"That's not true at all, Dorota let me in."
"You know what I meant."
Chuck only moved even closer to her, repositioning his hands around her waist, their lips only centimeters away from actually touching, "I'm impatient, especially when I'm waiting for something as…as…enticing as you."
Blair knew the smart thing to do would be to pull away that instant and end the whole thing once and for all, but she delighted in the feel of the warmth of his breath as he tightened his grasp around her. She was going to reply, say something sarcastic, a witty remark in response but before she could he leaned down and kissed her. It was too late now, their lips danced a fiery tango and they somehow ended up landing on her bed to continue their intense make out session. Blair wrapped her legs around him and all Chuck could think about was how much he wanted her…in more than just the usual way he had ever wanted any girl.
A/N: So…I haven't written a fanfiction in a really, really, really long time, but I felt compelled to write a Chuck and Blair one. It isn't too extraordinary, I know, but this was just to get started. I'm not sure whether I'm going to leave this one as it is or continue it, suggestions would be helpful. As always, any reviews and/or comments are appreciated. Thanks for reading!