Looks like N and B have called it quits. Finals stressing you out B?

Photos say otherwise.

With her parent's divorce, and leaving N for grabs, we can't help but wonder what's keeping our queen so chipper?

I'm not complaining ;) Just curious

XoXo

GossipGirl

"Gossip girl's after Nate" Chuck laughed from the doorway. After hours of attempting to study, and continuous staff coming in and out of his suit, making sure he was doing so, he finally found his way to her.

"How is it that you out of all people are allowed into my building this late at night" Blair stared at him critically. She had waited, having read his text; but as the hour turned eight, then nine, she gave up and began reading over her notes for finals. Convincing herself that she was in fact in a state of procrastination rather than what, or more precisely whom, her thoughts were distracted with. Now as she sat in the middle of her bed, she couldn't bring herself to believe she didn't want him there, and the disappointment vanished in anxiety she couldn't control around him.

"I've been tipping the doorman for years..." He took a moment to shut, and lock, the door before walking towards her. "Remember your birthday a couple of years ago" he began, taking a seat at the edge of her bed.

"How could I forget" she rolled her eyes at the memory. "My mother wasn't exactly pleased with having two adolescent boys sleeping in her living room after redecorating it to look like a five year olds' birthday party" she knew it was for the sake of fun, and she did find it funny having the majority of her living room covered in pink, along with the fact it was done for her, it was quite the pleasant surprise. "I'm surprised she didn't kick you out before waking me-" she had every intention to continue their conversation, but once Chuck's gaze connected with hers, and his hand reached for a loose strand of hair that fell from its place, she stopped. His hand grazed her face, delicately grooming her.

It was calming. His hand found her cheek, caressed it with his thumb that moved on to her lips, tracing her perfect pout. He was studying her, finally finding a subject he enjoyed as his eyes memorised every detail. He wanted to remember her as she was right now, unattached to Nate, and completely his.

"I'm sorry I was late" his voice came out sad. It was strange to hear it, and at first couldn't believe he was the one talking. Blair shook her head lightly, wanting to erase this sadness, but she was lost for words in confusion. "I don't want." he couldn't finish his sentence, shaking his head along with hers, and taking her lips with his to finally shut up.

He contemplated on it, but couldn't tell her how he didn't want to waste these moments. Didn't know if he should explain how he didn't want to be away from her. Wouldn't be able to begin on how he didn't want her with anyone else.

Finals were almost starting, and they'll end just as quickly. Then she was to go back to Nate, and he back to the, lonely, life of Chuck Bass.

He didn't want to let her go.


"Are we done yet" Chuck moaned, having reacquainted himself to his inner child these day from all the insane hours of work he'd had to do.

"It's only been five minutes Chuck" Dan pointed out, he only just highlighted the first page of Chuck's untouched biology book.

"If I wanted a timer, I'd have looked at my watch. But you Humphry bore me" Chuck mocked then smirked in thought. "I bet you'd be happier applying all this biology knowledge... practically"

"As fun as that sounds" sarcasm as evident as ever in Dan's usual retorts "you're not my type Chuck"

"Nor are you" Chuck shook his head. "However, I'm quite sure we could find one who is at a bar"

"We're under age" Dan pointed out

"And I'm Chuck Bass"

"Again, no" Dan was rather persistent for someone who wasn't getting anything out of it, other than-

"You just enjoy watching me suffer then" Chuck rolled his eyes, not even trying to hold back his obvious annoyance.

"Pretty much" Dan got used to all of Chuck's attempts to escape studying, and after a while went with it as far as it could go so they can get back to studying. It was as much his revision as it is Chuck's.

"I can't believe my father agreed to sign your community hours slip... I can't believe you do the community hours assigned"

"Focus" Dan tapped on the book. Sure he did this for the extra credit. Doing community work was a great way to show your devotion, and good will, and if he could have such qualities of his mentioned on any recommendatory letters it would be more than great. Another step closer to success.

"Wouldn't your community be in Brooklyn" Dan actually laughed at the rhetorical question

"You looked up where I live?"

"I had someone look into it" Chuck brushed off the accusation. He didn't look up things, but he wouldn't have anyone coming in and out of his suit casually without having a clue about them.

"Well, for your information,..." Dan began with his usual smart ass manner, or at least that's what Chuck learned to call it, and so on learned to ignore the next few words that came out of Dan's mouth. "... Therefore, Brooklyn is still a part of New York."

"Maybe the state"


"Do you think she prefers white or red roses?" Nate asked as he managed to drag Chuck into a flower store after a Thursday filled with revision classes and tutoring.

"Neither" Chuck responded bored. Everything seemed to lack any entertainment for him these days. Well, almost everything.

"White are pure... Red are for love" it was logical, even Nate knew that much.

"You're not making love to her anytime soon..." Chuck kept to himself, smirking at the thought of Blair's purity, and deciding it best to not bring it up.

"What then?"

"Peonies? Hydrangeas?" Chuck shrugged. "Come on Nathaniel, Blair is as romantic as they come. Add a little class and it'll go a long way"

"I got a few ideas, but this is just to keep her interested..." Nate picked out a flower and smelt it.

"If you're good to her... Good for her. It'll happen" Chuck wasn't sure where it came from. He felt responsible, and it was... Strange. He didn't want her with Nate, but a deal was a deal, and what if being with Nate was the long term best thing for Blair. No! Chuck Bass was selfish, he did not share, and he would not allow Nate to have her. "But you know Blair... She's been in love with you for years" Chuck patted Nate's shoulder "she won't get over you easily. Besides," he looked over his shoulder and pulled out a bouquet of assorted red and white roses "you can't go wrong with a mix." He handed the bouquet to Nate and smiled, attempting innocence that he'd lost years ago.

"Perfect" Nate was quick to the cashier and paid. "Now a quick stop to Tiffany's and I'm good to go"

"Let's take the car" Chuck suggested, having walked here from Nate's house. He wouldn't dare advise Nate poorly, a bargain was at hand. But Blair however...


"Hey Dorota is Blair upstairs?" Nate asked stepping out of the elevator in his best Ralph Lauren ensemble, with roses and the classic tiffany blue bag at hand.

"I'm sorry mister Nate" Dorota shook her head "Miss Blair go out"

"Do you think she'll be back soon?" It was already close to nine and it was a school night, and even Chuck had to go home after dropping him off.

"I no sure mister Nate" knowing Blair she wouldn't be out at the hour unless she truly had somewhere to be.

He was as dejected as he looked. His shoulders slumped as he took to walking to the table in the foyer to drop the bouquet and with a final nod to Dorota walked out into the elevator.


"Where the hell have you been?" Blair yelled as Chuck entered his suit. "You text me to meet you, and you're a half hour late" she now stood from where she sat on the couch and eyed Chuck in hopes to either have him explode or just shrivel up in pain at her gaze.

"It's a good thing you have a copy of my key then" Chuck smirked walking up to Blair in all her feisty glory.

"I'm leaving" she grabbed her purse off the couch and headed towards the door, past Chuck.

"Hold on Waldorf" he grabbed her arm and pulled her around to face him. She gave in easily because despite how much she hated to admit, she wanted this. And with her always studying, and his requests being minimal the past week she actually missed there more frequent visits.

"I have studying to do" she slapped his hand away, recalling why she was mad. She would make him suffer a bit more regardless of how much she wanted him on top of her right now.

"well, you know where to find me when you're done" he smirked at her knowingly. She wanted him just as much as he wanted her right now. But Blair'd be damned if she allowed him the satisfaction of being right. So with as bitchy a smile as she could muster she held her head up high and walked out of his suit. She even took the time to shut the door behind her and walk towards the elevator.

She heard the door unlock from down the hall and let out a sigh. She was going to say something as she saw him walk up to her, but he didn't waste another word before he kissed her.

Chuck Bass never admitted or let his actions imply he was wrong, but this time was different. Her stubbornness actually turned him on. He couldn't allow her to leave without having satisfied her, and he wouldn't dare let her go home tonight to a possibly waiting Nate. Tonight she was his, and that thought was what drove him into lifting her up and crushing her body against the wall opposite the elevator's doors. The chime of the elevator was enough to allow them a quick glance to make sure no one walked out. They took another moment to stare at each other before heading back into the security of the suit.

Now newly exhilarated by having almost been caught in the act Blair took charge, pushing Chuck back so that he fell onto the couch. She climbed over him and straddled his hips with hers. "You're a fucking jerk you know that"

"Such a filthy mouth" Chuck tutted, smiling up at the beauty that was all he ever wanted.

"It has been kissing yours" she smirked and leaned down to reconnect their lips.

"I'm surprised you're not an alcoholic yet then" he mocked and continued kissing her. Allowing his hands to roam her body expertly, tracing curves he could never bore of. Closing his eyes to focus on the feel of his hands on her, and her lips on his neck, jaw and ear, he awaited the words that were to follow.

"And I'm surprised we're still fully clothed Bass" she whispered against his ear before taking his lobe between her teeth to pull on playfully. She was quick to retract herself off him and to a standing position in front of his couch.

He sat up instinctively and watched her baffled by what she began to do. Her dress pooled around her feet as she allowed it to drop, and moved to the back of her bra to unhook the strap. Chuck stood up and began to pull off his own clothes. Kicking off his shoes in the process, Chuck began to fumble, but didn't allow his eyes to deter from Blair, who now stood naked in front of him.

"come on" Blair offered her hand as he finally joined her in a unified state of undressed and lead him to the bedroom, and then the bathroom.

"You prepared a Bath?" Chuck looked over and took in the atmosphere she had created for them. The lights were dimmed, and there were bubbles in his Jacuzzi.

"Get in" she instructed with a smile and he was quick to oblige.

"It's cold" he complained, sliding in regardless. He watched Blair as she got into the tub herself.

"It would have been warmer if you got her sooner" he didn't dare respond to that thankfully he didn't need to. "This should help though" she leaned over where she sat cross from Chuck and switched on the jets. The bubbles began to over flow as the jets worked a current.

"You're amazing" Chuck just watched her as she leaned over to the other side, outside the tub, to where a bucket of ice with a bottle of champagne and two glasses were set. She handed the bottle to Chuck and grabbed the two glasses herself for him to fill.

"I know" she took this all casually. She wanted this to be romantic, but in the same time, it wasn't stressful like it had been time and again with Nate. It was so easy to just enjoy this, rather than have her nerves racking about whether or not everything was going accordingly and mostly if she was at her best for him.

"To you then" he lifts his glass of champagne.

She smiled and lifts her own glass to his "To me"

They both took a fairly long drink before setting the flutes away from their lips. Chuck placed his glass to the side, and reached over to take Blair's to put aside as well. He turned back and moved towards the brunette on the other side of the tub without much else to say.


AN: Alright so I wanted to show more Chuck and Blair together, that isn't so much sad/comfort sex. Blair is still learning, it hasn't been long enough for her to be a sexpert; hence the lack of anything more kinky than the traditional. In any case, would you like more details? Or has this been enough?