A/N: Once again, the updating thing isn't really working for me. But if you start getting alerts about me adding chapters when I'm not, it's just that I'm changing a couple of things around. Hope you enjoy this one. Oh yeah, smut alert for this chapter.


I wanna play the game, I want the friction.

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Dan had Blair up against the wall of the club, his lips fused to hers. While he knew that this was just for his art at the back of his mind, a part of him started to realise what he felt for the brunette. He knew he wouldn't have done something this impulsive before, but the words she said made something click in his head. She had put up with him a lot, and now he was finally in this position with her. And did he want it to stop? No.

His heart racing in his chest, Dan pulled his lips away from hers before placing them on the spot underneath her jawbone, generously covering her skin with kisses. His hands resting against her hips, he moved them to the front of the trench coat that was covering her outfit underneath. Pulling away from her once more, he flung open the coat before sliding his arms around her waist, pulling her closer to him. His head was spinning and he couldn't have cared. He was going to cheat on his wife with her best friend and his closest friend, and he was sure he wasn't going to have any regrets in the morning.

A moan slipped from her lips, the feel of his strong arm around her waist sent shivers up her spine. Sure, he wasn't what she was used to, but it was definitely a welcome change. She knew it was wrong, she knew she should have stopped him, she knew she shouldn't have said anything about her falling for him. But she didn't care. This was her chance to be with the boy she had yearned for years, and she wasn't going to give it up.

His lips were a different sensation altogether. He was nothing like Chuck Bass. In fact, he seemed a lot more cautious. While Chuck liked to be in control, Dan seemed somewhat different. While she couldn't really tell straight away, she knew it was different. The feel of his lips were different. They didn't feel like they had kissed almost every single woman in New York. They felt like they had never been kissed, pure, soft. She knew it was wrong, but she loved every minute of it.

It was evident that neither of them were going to stop, and neither of them cared. His fingers unbuttoning the blouse she had on, Blair's hands made light work of the belt buckle and the fly of his trousers. Dan was left standing in the middle of the night with his pants down, his lips now exploring Blair's chest while her hands moved to his boxer shorts, cupping what hoped to be inside of her soon.

He groaned against her skin, the contact of her hand with his manhood made him aroused. He could feel his heartbeat quicken, his hands finally finishing off the buttons on the blouse. Opening the shirt, he ducked his head down, his lips now exploring the newly exposed flesh.

She moaned, her hand tightened. He groaned, his hands moved.

Making light work of her bra clasp, Dan pulled down the bra cups before letting his lips resume their exploration. Blair's hand loosened slightly before she started moving her hand against him, causing him to groan against her skin. Pulling away, Dan's lips met Blair's once more, this time, his tongue pushing past her lips.

Dan's hands busied themselves with the pencil skirt, unzipping it before stepping between Blair's legs and removing her hand from him. Their bodies flush, Blair could feel his arousal and it left her breathless.

Her heart was racing, she felt like her chest was closing in on her.

She almost couldn't believe this was happening to her, but reality came crashing down on her as she felt Dan's hands move to her hips. Hooking his fingers into the waistband of her underwear, he pushed them over her hips and down as far as he could. Blair promptly helped him by cautiously pulling his boxer shorts over his arousal and letting them fall to the floor.

They certainly weren't in the most desirable position for where they were, but neither of them cared. Maybe this wasn't the place where Blair imagined that the two of them would finally be together, but she was just going to have to settle for it. If she rejected him, then maybe she'd never get to be with him. She didn't want that, she was sick and tired of it. She wanted her small moment of pure joy, and this was going to be it.

Dan's gaze never left Blair's as he finally penetrated her, watching her as he finally filled her. Moving closer to the wall, he felt her leg curl around his waist, her arms drape over his shoulders as he started to move.

Blair felt different. Blair was different. He thought that she would have been the one to call all the shots, the dominating type. But here she was, acquiescent to his movements.

Breathy moans slipping from her lips, Dan started to quicken his movements, his breaths getting shallower with each passing moment. Watching her for a moment, Dan's lips moved to the crook of her neck, sucking the skin underneath. Finally falling into a steady rhythm, Dan pulled back slightly, his lips now hovering over her skin.

Blair's fingertips started to dig into his back, her arms tightening slightly as the only sound she was able to make were appreciative moans. She hadn't been with anyone like Dan before. He was slow, he took his time, he appreciated her. The last time that someone had treated her that way was a distant memory. But that was soon going to be replaced.

With Dan's steady rhythm, Blair could feel herself getting closer and closer to the point of no return. She allowed a moan in his name fall from his lips, clenching her muscles slightly to intensify the sensations they were both experiencing. Her head leaning back against the wall, she tilted her head upwards, her eyes shut as each thrust brought her closer to her climax.

While Dan's conscious wasn't functioning at that present time, he was too immersed in what he was doing. He couldn't have cared less that he was a married man and that he was cheating on his wife. He couldn't have cared less that they were in an alley and they could have been caught by anyone. He couldn't have cared less that he was playing on Blair's emotions. But all he did care about was that he was actually replaying out what he wanted to write about. And while that could have just seemed heartless and cruel, he wasn't thinking of the repercussions. He just wanted to start writing again.

"Dan," Blair moaned, eyes shut. Her breathing was shallower and more erratic, a sign that she was closing in on her climax. Allowing his name repeatedly falling from her lips, her fingertips dug deeper into his back. Dan's movements quickened and it wasn't that long before she couldn't hold it in any longer.

A loud moan fell from her lips, the sound resonating against the walls that surrounded them. Slowing his movements down, Dan continued to move inside of her, allowing her to ride out the rest of her high. Feeling her arms wrap tighter around his neck and simply listening to the brunette calm down from what had just happened, he could feel her start to clench her muscles once more, pressing him to continue.

He continued to move inside of her until he couldn't hold himself back either, responsibly (or so he thought) pulling out from her and releasing the pressure that had built up inside of him. Once he was finished, Dan caught his breath slowly before he looked up into Blair's eyes, knowing that he had definitely done something wrong.

But he couldn't have cared less.