School is killing me…so I had less time to linger with fan fictions.

But here it is… the 7th chapter.

I hope you'll enjoy reading.

This will be the last chapter about 12 year olds Chuck and Blair.


CHUCK BASS DREAMS

Chapter 7

The First Dark Night

She should have felt the piercing cold air on her skin.

She should have been peacefully slumbering inside the safety of her room.

She should have been dreaming of her Prince Charming.

But instead, she felt a warm and flushed body on top of her… her skin also burning with enchanting want… her back against soft Egyptian sheets… a Dark Knight searing her with his deliciously scorching gaze.

Blair Waldorf should have been looking up to the deep blue eyes of Nathaniel Archibald. But now, she was melting under the almost black orbs of Charles Bass.

She should have pushed him away…instead, she welcomed him with the same fervor he was giving her.

"Will you be mine tonight Blair?" He purred while slowly ridding her of the billowy white barrier that will soon be tainted with his want for her.

His question was overlooked by the moaning young body under him… too absorbed with the pleasure he's giving her…his plump lips nipping at the exposed flesh of her neck and blossoming chest… his tongue darting out to soothe his wonderfully placed bites.

"Will you Blair? Will you spend tonight with me?" he asked, a little impatient this time.

She nodded then bit his bottom lip. It was tempting her from the beginning. His supple lips made her want to drown in his kisses forever.

"I'm yours tonight… I'm all yours tonight."

Upon hearing her arousal laced response, he immediately tore the last article of clothing between them. He hungrily worshipped the goddess purring beneath him with passionate kisses paired with the scorching trails of his hands on her porcelain skin.

"Are you sure?" Chuck asked her, ready to claim the equally lustful girl under him.

She nodded once again.

Blair Waldorf have always planned loosing her virtue after the glamorous celebration of her wedding ceremony…in a room filled with blood red rose petals and lit by the romantic warmth of a blazing fireplace….Nathaniel Archibald as the fervent husband.

Instead, in a room decorated with hundreds of lit candles around a large scarlet bed, the thousands of stars glittering in the onyx sky waits for Charles Bass to take Blair Waldorf's innocence.

But the feel of his fulfilling invasion never came…instead she felt the softest yet the most passionate kiss grace her trembling lips.

Her eye slowly blinked open…

Only to see young brown eyes staring at her with curiosity…or was that guilt reflected in his deep orbs? She's not sure because all she could think about right now was the strange effect her dream had on her.

"Are you o-okay Blair?" the dark haired boy stuttered guiltily…

"You were whimpering and whispering stuff… Did you have a bad dream or something?" he pushed while shifting uncomfortably on the bed… clearly attempting to hide something.

She was speechless. Her mind was still dwelling with the fact that she just had her first romantic dream… a dream meant for her so called boyfriend…a dream that was suppose to repulse her. But on the contrary, an unfamiliar fluttering in her stomach was now raging…all because of a dream featuring the same brown eyes that were searing holes on her. All she could do was ogle at him.

"Blair?" he said again "Are you okay?"

"Ye-ah. Yeah! I just has a dream…

Look, Chuck… I have to go home now ok?" she said while getting up from his bed. "Dorota can take care of you 'til the morning to make sure you won't get any worse." Blair continued. She had to get out of there.

"Why do I feel wet down there? I didn't wet myself while sleeping did I?" she thought but was interrupted by Chuck's boyish complaints.

"I thought you are going to take care of me all night?" he said, sounding a lot like the spoiled brat craving for his mother's attention…

"I changed my mind." She said, looking anywhere but his eyes. Never his eyes.

"I'll see you at the party. Bye!" and with that she darted towards the door, leaving a confused, hurt, and extremely disappointed Chuck Bass staring at the spot she vacated.


Through the crowd of well dressed party goers, a certain dark haired boy heartily looks for a petite brunette girl who was doing all she could to avoid him.

"Why's she avoiding me?" he asked himself…genuinely getting angry and confused at her sudden mood change. But his anger soon disappeared when the highlight of Blair's sleeping and dreaming form revisited his mind.

"She kissed me back!" he thought with pride.

He couldn't resist kissing those whimpering lips of hers while she was sleeping. She looked like Snow White…only more beautiful.

"She kissed me back!" He beamed again.

Just then, he spotted the subject of his thoughts.

Blair Waldorf looked a lot like the elegant goddess that she was. Her flowing brown curls polished and tucked neatly behind her silky red headband. Her beautiful white dress fit her perfectly. He couldn't take his eyes off of the breath taking view.

He was so enraptured with the sight that he did not notice how another pair of licentious eyes raked through his form. Georgina Sparks was clearly intrigued with the young Bass.

When Chuck found the courage to finally confront Blair of her stranger transition from a concerned maternal friend to an aloof and distant acquaintance, a shrill voice echoed through the speakers.

"Hello kiddies… Since our dearest Kristy Mills just turned 13 tonight, I propose we celebrate that with a game…a game that will welcome you to the world of puberty, hormones and scandals."

A couple of curious preteens ogled at the way Georgina spoke. Her voice was dripping with sneaky deviousness and arrogance. The room was then immediately filled with whispers as she revealed the scandalous mechanics of the game.

"The game is called Heaven or Hell…at any moment now, this hall will be flooded by darkness for exactly 30 seconds. It is up to you to make it heaven or hell."

The party goers all exchanged dubious looks at each other but all of them were intrigued when Georgina continued.

"You can do whatever you want…feel up whoever you want…" the guys smirked at this because there were many girls wearing extremely short skirts and inappropriately low cut tops.

"…punch those you secretly despise or envy." Chuck's dark eyes flashed towards the tall blond he calls his best friend whose hands were protectively placed on his girl's lower back… so low that Chuck has to avert his eyes to keep himself from breaking his best friend's arm.

"…or even kiss those you secretly desire." Sparks purred into the microphone all the while eyeing the dark haired boy with a purple bow tie.

Upon hearing Georgina's last statement however, doe brown eyes met deep hazel ones.

Their gazes towards each other held too much intensity that both Chuck and Blair had to look away.

Blair swore she saw his face burn beet red, but brushed it off since:

Chuck Bass is the bad boy. Thus, he doesn't do blushing.

Chuck swore he saw lust reflected on her beautiful eyes, but brushed it off since:

Blair Waldorf is the virginal queen. Thus, she doesn't do lust…for Nathaniel Archibald, maybe…but for me? Never."

Little did they know, the object of the others' minds were now mentally berating themselves for their out of character thoughts.

"Fuck! I did not just blush over Blair Cornelia freakin' Waldorf!"

"Oh god! I'm lusting over Charles Bartholomew Bass…god, help me!"

As the night dragged…the anxiety over what to do during the 30 seconds of darkness lingered visible among all of them. Specially for two certain dark haired Upper East Siders who were flashing secretive glances towards the other while the other wasn't looking.

But all were feeble attempts, since every time Chuck chanced a wanting glace towards Blair, their eyes would meet…dark brown orbs flashing with guilt and embarrassment for a moment but will soon be covered up by thick walls of resistance. They were Chuck and Blair after all.


Midnight was near, but still no darkness flooded the room. The tension was building. Georgina Sparks is truly a devious witch for making them wait this long.

Chuck was more irate than usual… it seems like he was the one most affected by the tension of waiting. But he hid it well. His cockiness was unwavering but inside he was a scrambled mess.

"Should I? Should I not? Should I punch Nate of should I kiss Blair?" he mentally battled, all the while staring at the laughing brunette by the balcony doors. Good thing he found a pillar to hide behind with. He couldn't think straight with her always looking at him with those hypnotizing eyes.

"Who am I kidding? Even when she's not looking I can't think straight."

In reality, Chuck relished the way her eyes graze his form…it gives him hope. Hope that maybe in the future…

Just then, she looked at him. Two pairs of dark eyes met for the 17th time that evening. Yes, Chuck Bass was counting…not that he'd admit it though.

It was by far the longest gaze their naïve eyes held…it was also the once with the most tension.

With that, he had his answer…

He will devour his best friend's girlfriend's delicious looking cherry red lips.

He will no longer hide behind pillars or walls or classroom doors or even the tinted windows of his black limousine.

He will no longer be the Dark Prince who hides behind the shadow of the White Knight.

Tonight, he will be brave. "Nathaniel Archibald be damned!"

With this, he stalked towards Blair.

As if on cue, exactly when he was 3 steps behind her, overwhelming darkness lit the whole room… a couple of gasps, whispers, whimpers of pain and smacking of lips were heard.

Chuck Bass and Blair Waldorf's supple lips were one of them.

28…27…26…

He dragged her outside the balcony where only the moon and the clear sky could witness their delectable indiscretion. Both pairs of dark eyes closed shut…their lips never leaving the other.

25…24…23…

Strong but gentle hands cupped her cheek…allowing both of them to have a better experience of the kiss.

Soft but wanting... eager but gentle…slow but with fervor… it was wrong but it feels so deliciously right.

22…21…20…19…18

His warm and slick tongue tasted the delectable sweetness of her bottom lip…asking for entrance.

Chuck could sense that she was nervous… but she eventually conceded and gracefully opened her mouth for him. His heart skipped a beat then skyrocketed faster than ever upon really tasting her luscious mouth.

"Better than my dreams…so much better than my dreams." He thought as he explored her mouth with his crazed one.

17…16…15…14…13…

He felt her dainty arms wrap themselves around him…her hands playing with the soft dark hair resting above the nape of his neck… he moaned at this.

At the erotic sound, she bravely brandished her tongue and dared a battle with his… eagerly fighting for control over their heated kisses.

His right hand then traveled to feel her silk clothed waist then gingerly graced the side of her breast and finally settled on her lower back…much lower than where the blond boy's hand have been earlier.

He mentally smirked when she did not protest at his advances…Blair Waldorf was still moaning in pleasure.

12…11…10…9…8…7…

She tasted heavenly…she smelled divine and she felt so ethereal pressed flushed against his chest. They never broke away…even for air.

He was afraid that if he did, the spell will be broken.

"Mmm... Blair…" he whispered to her lips. He was sure she didn't hear him because she still continued kissing him…even increasing her passion.

She even bit his bottom lip and basked as the guttural moan he made. She bit him again…

6…5…4…

With their bodies still pressed against each other, Chuck made a brave move by trailing hot kisses to her neck. How wrong was he to do it because as soon as his lips graced the porcelain skin of Blair's neck she moaned…"Oh! Nate…"

This made him stop. He could literally feel his heart clench at the name. He was even tempted to touch his chest to make sure that he wasn't bleeding. But he knew it was stupid…the detrimental pain he felt was too agonizing to be acquainted with just bleeding.

3…2…1…

He looked at the still closed eyes of Blair Waldorf… her lips half open and half swollen from their intense kissing…her chest rising and falling rapidly.

He had to look away, again! It was all too much…painful.

"I'm not Nate." He whispered in a voice that even he could not recognize.

It was extremely low, dangerous, defeated and most of all, insecure.

Something Chuck Bass clearly is not… not until now that is.

With that, he left the goddess under the silver beams of the moon and went back to the party… heading straight to the hotel bar.

The image of a guilty looking Nate Archibald, the mused hair and swollen lips of Serena Van der woodsen did not go unnoticed. He just chose to ignore it.

A couple of minutes later, he saw Blair emerge from the balcony.

"Where were you?" her boyfriend asked.

"I…I just went to the balcony and scape the debasing game that witch came up with. Wouldn't want to sully my name now would I?" she said feigning innocence.

Only Chuck could see through her lies and what she said hurt him!

So he finished his first glass of scotch in a single gulp. Thinking of how effective it was on masking the crushing pain he felt in his chest.

"I saw you making out with Snow White at the balcony during the game… why so sullen now?" the shrill voice of Georgina Sparks said.

"So you saw that huh?! Turns out I was the wrong guy. Not that I didn't know that already." He replied then chugged his second glass of amber colored liquor.

"You know…I cold make you feel better." She purred

At first, he looked at her with contempt; already sure of refusing her offer but then he saw Blair peck Nate's lips…his eyes darkened… he could've smashed the glass to the blond boy's head if it weren't for Georgina who grabbed his hand.

So, he let the older girl drag him to the nearest coat closet…


About 15 minutes later, Chuck Bass exited the closet with an evil smirk on his lips.

"If that erases the pain of loosing the girl you pine over even for a few hours then I'll have as much of it as possible! Blair Waldorf be damned!"

At 12 years old, Chuck Bass lost his virginity…

Through it, he thought of the 30 seconds of heaven he spent with his virginal queen.

Little did he know, the same virginal queen saw Georgina Sparks drag him inside the coat closet…

Clearly knowing what will transpire, the brown eyes of Blair Cornelia Waldorf watched enviously at the two…secretly wishing it was her with him.

TBC…


Author's Note:

Thank you for sticking with me… and reading my fanfic.

Please let me know what you think. XD

Kudos to atomicseasoning and trigemini for their requests that inspired this chapter. Other requests will be posted soon.

If you have more CBD requests or new story requests... please tell me.

Spoilers for future chapters:

Chapter 8: 17 year olds,someone will peep and someone will like it. ;p

Chapter 9: POPSICLES (it should have been in the earlier chapters, but I think it's too kinky for young Chuck and Blair to do/ witness. lol)

***they're already on paper…just have to look for some time to type them. Hopefully soon. I'll try updating on Monday.

Xoxo,

bowtothequeen