Title: La Belle et La Bête
Author: Shelby
Summary: Lady Blair Waldorf has been wed to Lord Charles Bass. She knows little of him since he has been kept in his castle by his father practically all his life. Others tell her he is an awful man. Then how has she fallen in love with him? (Historical CB Series)
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It was a few days after Blair had learned how to swim. She awoke to find Chuck absent from their bed and a maid at the end it. She sat up with a pout on her ruby lips. The woman smiled timidly back at her.
"Good morning your ladyship," she nodded in a sort of bow type way.
"Where has my husband gone and why are you in my bedchambers?" Blair questioned. Her tone of voice wasn't harsh, but awful anxious sounding.
"Lord Bass had business to complete within the closed doors of his study. He requested I help you dress once you awake," she answered.
"Of course," Blair sighed. She then got up from the bed and went to her bureau. Her fingers browsed the dresses of many colors. They reminded her of her very vibrant best friend, Serena. It brought a smile to her face, but then that diminished hastily.
"Is something wrong your ladyship?" the maid inquired, apparently she was very watchful.
"Not at all," she responded and then turned towards the woman, "Do go fetch some pins for my hair. I wish to wear it up today." With that the maid left the room. Blair sighed and turned back to the dresses.
"I do miss her something awful," she mumbled.
Sure Serena was not always the best company, especially if you wished to get attention from others, but she was Blair's best friend. Her mind drifted back to the invitation to go riding in the valley. It was tomorrow, unless the date had changed. Then again, how was she to know that since she never saw Serena?
The woman came back and helped Blair in getting ready. She settled on a black dress that was trimmed in gold. The skirt went to the floor, with long sleeves, and the top of the dress had low straps that displayed her shoulders. She put on a gold locket her father had given her and then the maid did her hair. It hung loosely, a bundle of curls in the back. When they were done the girl handed her a note.
"What is this?" Blair asked with her eyebrows raised.
"It is a letter, your ladyship. It arrived today from a Miss Serena Vanderwoodsen," the girl explained.
"Very well, you are dismissed." Blair motioned her away. She waited until the girl was gone to tuck the letter into her dress. She then retrieved the key to the garden from her bureau. It was a place she went often, when she was alone. There she would read the letter. It would be most good.
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Blair sat amongst the high emerald grass and golden wildflowers. She stared down at the letter, now folded again, in her hands. She had read it, quite a few times actually. It was most definitely from her best friend, not that she had doubted that factor in the least. It practically begged that Blair attend the horseback riding outing in the valley tomorrow. It also mentioned that talk had come up that if Blair did not attend, the very reason would be that she did not receive permission from her husband.
That angered Blair. After all she did not think to have to ask for permission, like Chuck was some controlling monster, but only discuss it with him. Serena obviously did not take much from their talk and Blair's attempt to right the wrongs put in the blonde's mind about her husband.
It made her want to attend even more now, to prove them wrong. An even better idea was having Chuck come with her. Then again she doubted he would be up to that. Not to mention if he learned of Carter's expected attendance…
But it was not like Carter was in rightful law to do anything anymore. She was a married woman, for quite a while now, at least she felt that way. She loved her life here. Nothing Carter Baizen could possibly say would change that in the least.
Blair sighed loudly and fisted her hand around the note.
"What troubles you so, love?" Chuck's voice came from behind.
He had done it again! Blair did not respond, taken off guard. She felt him sit down behind her and then his chin rested on her shoulder. Reality snapped back and she turned her cheek to look at him. He nuzzled against the soft skin of her cheek.
"I… nothing," Blair responded, voice shaking slightly.
"It does not sound like nothing," he smirked and wrapped his arms around her from behind. She did not respond, but turned to stare forward again. His hands felt for hers and then the note revealed itself. She saw him frown from the corner of her eye and then his hand opened hers completely.
"What is it?" Chuck asked.
"A letter," she replied briefly.
"From who?" His brow furrowed and he turned her cheek to look at him. Her doe brown eyes looked down shamefacedly. She felt guilt for some reason.
"Serena."
"If that is all then why do you act as if you have committed a crime of some sort?" he chuckled. She glanced up to see his grin now very amused.
"I have kept something from you," she confessed. His smile dropped and all hilarity halted. She bit her bottom lip and then heaved a sigh.
"Tell me," Chuck beseeched. His voice was if he had demanded her, but then was laced with the sound of distress.
"I acquired an invitation to go horseback riding in the valley tomorrow, when Serena last came. You were invited as well and I do desire you by my side." It all spilled out rather quickly.
"So I take it you have already decided to go then?"
Blair nodded.
"Will you come too?" she sounded with curiosity.
"No," Chuck retorted gruffly and then stood. She looked up at him with a frown and then got to her feet as well. Her hand grabbed his before he was able to leave. Their eyes locked in an intense gaze.
"You surely did not expect for me to ask your permission," Blair laughed in disbelief. He had never acted like that type of husband, he was dissimilar. Yet what other reason would he have to be astringent now?
"I did not," Chuck confirmed.
"Then why have I upset you?" Blair released one of his hands to touch his cheek. He seemed in need of soothing.
"You have not," he returned and his eyes fell, "I just do not wish for you to leave me." When he let that slip, Blair felt the feeling of shock run through her. His whole demeanor softened, but it was still rather sorrow.
"It is only for a day, love," she promised and pushed back some of his hair.
"We shall see." His voice broke.
"You surely do not think I will never return to you," Blair smiled apprehensively. His silence halted her giggles abruptly though. When she lifted his chin, she got her answer.
"Chuck, I would not abandon you. I am your wife, you are my husband," she nodded in assurance.
"I am the husband others wish you to leave," he mumbled.
"They could not keep me away," she told him. However, he still seemed unsure. Her hands reached up and wrapped around his neck. She pulled him closer and pecked his lips.
"Tell me what else troubles you, Chuck, please," she pleaded.
"If I do not attend, I have no way of keeping you from harm," he sighed. She felt the butterflies in her stomach swarm and her heart swell.
"You need assurance that I am safe?" Blair pressed further, eyebrow quirked. He nodded in confirmation. She took a moment to think it over. She did want him to come, very much, but did not blame his reasoning for refusing. Suddenly, an idea struck her.
"Then come along. You have watched me from a carriage before, have you not?" she smirked. Slowly his lips formed into a smile, his dark eyes twinkled. She knew that he liked the idea and also most likely thought back to the moment he saw her, before requesting her hand in marriage from her father.
"Are you telling me that you wish to have your husband watch over your every move from the shadows, my love?" The amusement in his voice was back and so was his sly smirk. Blair nodded and then leaned in to whisper seductively into his ear.
"Just wait until you see what I allow you to do for me tonight. Or perhaps I should say, do to me tonight."
The butterflies in his stomach went crazy with happiness, as well as something else.
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"The waters have calmed tonight, my love," Chuck breathed into her ear. Her eyes rolled back at the feel of his hot breath against her neck. It was so sensual, but at the same time relaxing. It both worked her up and calmed her down.
"Have they warmed as well?" Blair asked; her eyebrow rose as she opened her eyes. His dark brown stared back at hers and down into her soul which they posed as a window for.
He nodded in response and turned her body against his. His hands pulled at the fabric of her nightgown and then brought up over her head. She gasped at the feel of being completely nude on the beach. Hastily she pushed her body against his to shield herself.
"Do not fret, Blair" he chuckled as his hand cupped her bottom, "I would never do such a thing where others eyes could wander. We are entirely alone. No one dares to venture onto my property." His assurance and tone of voice calmed her some, but she still clung tightly to him.
"I just wish to go in the water, please," she whispered.
"Of course," he smiled, "Only I will be in need of some assistance."
"You do not even have to ask it, husband," she teased. Her hands took hold of his shirt collar and undid the buttons until she had undone them all. She removed it from his body; his ivory skin almost glowed in the night.
Then again, so did hers. Her hands then pulled down on his pants which he helped by stepping out of. They both stood on the dark beach, completely exposed, but also so close that their bodies pressed up against each other.
"Come hither," he commanded with an alluring voice. She allowed him to take her by hand into the waters of the deep. As they went out further and the water rose on their bodies, he would pull her closer. They stopped momentarily, when the water was just below her bottom.
"You were truthful. It is most tepid," Blair smiled and put her hands onto his chest. He still kept a tight hold on her waist, as if a huge wave would crash upon them and tare her away.
"You surely do not suggest there was doubt over my honesty within you," he smirked. She blushed crimson… everywhere and he took notice.
"Let us go in deeper. It will be easier for what I wish to ask you to partake in with me," Chuck nodded. He practically pulled her by her waist that time, instead of her hand though. He was alert and very protective of his wife and her nude body.
They stopped when the water rose to where his neck started. Blair felt herself start to slip under, but he grabbed hold of her and pushed her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms hooked around his neck. His member pressed up against her. He was aroused already. It made her giggle.
"Now I see why you brought me here," she playfully accused and kissed his nose.
"I cannot control him at times. Little Lord Chuck, no size reference inferred there, has a mind of his own." He smirked as one of his hands moved down to cup her bottom.
"Please take me, in the water," she rasped into his ear. Her nipples hardened as they rubbed against his chest. The feel of them caused his hips to arch forward.
"It would be an honor and a pleasure," he smirked. She threw back her head as his lips sucked and kissed her neck. He was rough at times, but only in ways she enjoyed the hurt.
"I… I will not be of much help," she stuttered as her body shivered in pleasure.
"I will take care of it," he growled. She then felt him lift her body and position his member.
"Chuck!" Blair cried as he pulled her down onto him. Her blood began to pump through her faster and her heart beat increased heavily.
"Blair," he moaned and increased his speed. He then arched his hips and went further. Blair's body arched onto him and she scratched her nails into his back.
"Oh… oh… OH!" Her voice sounded with such an erotic tone it made him drive harder and longer. His pumping increased even more. She did not think such stamina possible, but then again he was Chuck Bass.
"I'm almost there. Come first, Blair," he told her.
"Okay," she nodded, ready to comply with whatever he asked of her. She let all tension release as he exploded inside of her and filled her up completely.
"CHUCK!"
"BLAIR!"
Her body immediately fell limp against his in the warm waters. The waves they created still stirred around them. She expected him to fall over. He had to be exhausted. Her eyes ached to open when she felt him start to walk.
"I shall take care of you from here. Just sleep, my love. You were marvelous," Chuck whispered. Blair curled up against him and nodded. When she felt the water gone completely and the wind blew against her skin, he picked up their clothing and wrapped it around her.
She had never felt so safe and loved.
Blair had drifted off to sleep until she felt him set her down on the bed. His nude body pulled her against him and he wrapped them in a bundle of fur blankets. Her face buried into the crook of his neck, nuzzling his skin. His nose buried into her curls as they fell onto his face.
"Chuck," she mumbled.
"Yes, my love," he said back. She was half asleep, sounding so tired, but also content.
"I think I love you…" Her whisper made his heart stop.
She loved him.
He lied wide awake with a large grin as she drifted to sleep again, completely unaware with what she had done to him. He had never been so happy.
Chuck silently vowed to himself to never give that happiness up, to never give her up. Blair and the feeling she gave him, belonged solely to him.
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A/N: That's it for this chapter. What did you think of it?
