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Blair sat down on the cheap couch and groaned. It was hot. Chuck's body had made the seats all warm.
"So what are we going to talk about, Bass? We're not really the best of friends now are we?" Blair whispered.
"We can be really good friends if you'd like."
Blair could hear the wicked smile on his face. Jerk.
"Been there. Done that," Blair said. "So are you enjoying our little road trip?" she asked attempting to steer the conversation on to more platonic grounds.
"Oh, very much so," Chuck started sarcastically. "I just love driving around in a Honda with the guy from Driving Miss Daisy behind the wheel and Daniel Humphrey contaminating my breathing space."
Blair smiled besides herself. Chuck and her were more alike than she cared to admit.
"I know what you mean. I hope we get home tomorrow."
"Don't count on it. Didn't you just hear what I said? Nate drives slower than my 80 year old grandmother. Serena, well I don't want Serena driving. God knows how the hell she learned how to drive. She was probably half stoned with Georgina in the back seat egging her on as she gave a guy a blow job-"
"Nice. Very descriptive, Bass. Just what I wanted to hear."
"Not a problem. Anytime for you, Waldorf," Chuck murmured as he reached out and caressed Blair's cheek sweetly.
"Hands," Blair warned as she swatted him away from her face.
"Well hopefully Humphrey knows how to drive. He should be familiar with Honda's and such, seeing as its all his family could actually afford," Chuck stated as he rubbed his hand from the stinging sensation Blair's slap left behind.
"I can't believe this. I just want to go home."
"Don't we all. And this is your fault if you think about it," Chuck said as he inched a bit closer to Blair without her noticing.
"What?" Blair asked in disbelief. "How the hell is any of this my fault? I'm not Mother Nature. I didn't make it snow twice your height in snow!"
"Hush, Waldorf. You'll wake Ren and Stimpy over there," Chuck said as he signaled towards the snoring duet.
"Well how is this my fault?" Blair asked lowering her voice. The last thing she wanted was Dan bitching at her for waking him up, which in turn would cause Nate and Serena to wake up and blah blah blah.
"Well you're the one that wanted to help save the world and end the war, and convinced us to come to this conference here with you."
"You weren't forced. And it actually surprised me that you would come out with us, considering you don't give a damn about your school work or college application. And you sure as heck don't give a damn about the world around you."
"Well...let's just say I wanted to spend some time out of New York with my closest friends."
"Closest friends? You can't stand Dan. Serena hates you and I don't think you're all that fond of her. Nate and you aren't the same as you use to be. And as for me...well you and I..."
"What about you and I?" Chuck asked faintly as he closed the small gap between their bodies and breathed closely into her ear.
Blair's breath caught at the feel of him so close to her body. Her body reacted instinctively. There was something primal about her desire for Chuck. She knew all the reasons why things shouldn't happen between them, but she craved him for all those wrong reasons.
"What are you doing?" she managed to squeak out as he began to trace a finger along her collarbone.
"Mmm. I think you know." Chuck's hand slid lower still until it reached the lace of her night gown right above her breast.
"Chuck, there are people here. Besides, I don't want you touching me," she said trying to add more conviction to her voice. She needed space ASAP.
"Really? Liar... Is that why you're flushed and turned on?" Chuck said as he drew his face closer still, his lips a hairsbreadth away from her own.
"How would you even know? It's pitched dark in here," Blair attempted to argue. Why she was sitting there arguing instead of running away and putting distance between them, she didn't know. Of course you know, Blair. You want him to touch you. You're craving his lips on yours just as much as he's craving you.
"I can feel it. I can hear it in your voice. I know what you want. I know what you need. Just take it," Chuck finished as his lips crashed down on hers and seemed to devour her very soul.
His lips weren't hard or demanding. He kissed her lightly, tentatively. He wasn't going in for the kill. He wanted to draw her to him. Wanted her to make the next move. And she did. Moaning into his mouth, Blair reached for the collar of his shirt and pulled him nearer. Her mouth pressed harder, her tongue plunged deeper. Chuck groaned into her mouth as her small tongue moved erotically against his own. He picked up the pace and took control of the kiss, tilting her head back and pushing her against the arm of the couch. As his hands began to work their way up her body and rested lightly against her ribs, a small voice interrupted their kiss.
"Serena..."
Blair froze beneath him. Chuck struggled to control his breathing and listen out for who had spoken.
"Serena..." It was Dan.
"What the hell is he doing?" Blair whispered ever so quietly into Chuck's ear.
"I guess he wants in on what we were about to do," Chuck answered jokingly. Blair poked him in his ribs.
"Serena...wake up," Dan insisted, unaware of the couple that laid on the couch a few feet away.
"Uhhh...?" Serena groaned in confusion as she began to rise from her deep sleep.
"Serena, I need to talk to you," Dan whispered quietly. He didn't even notice the bed was empty besides Serena's body.
"Dan? What? What time is it?" Serena asked groggily as she began to lift her head up off the pillows.
"Shh. Don't wake Blair. Come with me outside. I want to talk to you."
"It's freezing out there, Dan. Why don't we talk tomorrow?"
"Everyone will be awake tomorrow. And I really wanted to get this off my chest now," Dan said trying to convince Serena to follow him outside.
"Look, Dan, I'm not in the mood to fight with you..."
"Neither am I, Serena. I'm not looking for a fight. Believe me."
"Fine. But let's talk in the bathroom. I'm not about to put on my wet coat just to go outside and get even more wet," Serena protested as she got up from the bed slowly.
"Wet seems the trend of the night," Chuck drawled quietly into Blair's ear, earning himself another hard poke in the ribs.
"Jeez, Blair sleeps like a rock, doesn't she?" Dan asked as the bed dipped and squealed beneath Serena's movements.
"Yeah. I guess so..."