Hello, readers. This is the second installment of my series. The first story was called Familiarilty. This is the brief encounter between Blair and Chuck before the sequel. This first part includes a part of the epilogue. Hope you enjoy and please if you have a moment let me know what you think.
Disclaimer: GG is not mine. I just can't keep up with all that gossip.
On a Dare
"You always pick the best?" Blair mocked, "Who lost their virginity to Whorgina?"
"Who do you think chose your dress for tonight?" Chuck countered admiring his choice.
Blair looked down guiding her fingers gently over the sheer layers of her dress, "We are perfectly matched this evening."
"We perfectly match every evening," he slid his finger underneath the silk strap on her shoulder pulling out the strap of her slip.
"Don't get any ideas, Bass," Blair warned sternly as he pushed the strap till it fell off her shoulder.
"What are you wearing: tights, garters, or thigh-highs?" he began to slide other strap down her other shoulder.
"Chuck, we are not doing this here. Our mothers are inside," she turned around facing him. She supported her weight onto his shoulders as she peered into the hall searching for voyeurs. Chuck, thrilled with her new position in his arms, backed her against the balcony wall.
"It didn't stop you last time," he grinned moving closer to her cherry-stained lips.
"Everyone had left the last time!" she squirmed in his grasp.
"You are willing to fly to the moon in front of the cleaning staff but become Sister Prudence in front of our friends," Chuck half-inquired and half-stated.
"I was leaving. I was just being nice," Blair narrowed his eyes.
"Bullshit. You never turn down a dare," he smiled.
"You don't know what you're talking about," she closed the gap between them stopping just an inch from his nose.
"I dare you to come upstairs with me," he touched his nose to hers.
"Basstard," she teased before pressing her lips to his.
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She placed a chaste kiss on his lips before pulling back against the wall of the balcony. Her eyes narrowed in a seductive glaze as she slowly wet her bottom lip with her tongue. Chuck was in a trance completely entranced by her sultry actions. He was ready to pounce as soon as she relaxed her grip on his shoulders. Keeping him at arm's length, she rubbed gentle circles into his muscle with her fingers. Leaning in, she whispered in his ear, "You wish, Lech."
Chuck contained a growl when Blair shoved him away from her. Turning around to face the city once more, she picked her martini off the edge of the balcony. After taking a sip, she pulled the straps of her slip, which Chuck had pulled down, back into place. She felt him slip a finger under her shoulder strap tracing the silk stem of the lingerie beneath her dress. He traced from the top of her shoulder down the open V-shape on the back of her dress. "I have the feeling I'm not the only one wishing," he admired the definition of her back muscles.
Blair turned to level him with a glare. Before she could retort, Serena opened the balcony door to announce the beginning of dinner. Chuck extended his elbow to lead her to the table.