Title: Save Me

Chapter 10: Nursery's and Night

Author: Shelby

Summary: Blair disappeared one day. Chuck never stopped looking for her. A year later a girl covered in bruises tells him what happened to Blair. He learns of her whereabouts, but she's in danger. And it's her marriage to a man he knows that's killing her. Can he save her?

A/N: Wow twenty reviews! You guys are seriously amazing! Once again I haven't talked to my beta yet so please excuse any grammer mistakes I have made. Hope you enjoy chapter ten and as always let me know what you liked about it and if you want more! Warning another M-Rated scene.

P.S. I'll try to put up links on my profile to see pictures of the suite by the next chapter. I'll keep you guys posted on it.

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"Mr. Bass I assure you that everything you requested has been carried out. I have also taken it upon my own responsibility to keep this under wraps. Your suite at the palace has been changed to a bigger one as you requested and everything is set up," Chuck's personal assistant Donovan says into the phone. Chuck glances down at Blair who is asleep and then cradles Charlie against his chest.

"Thank you Donovan, trust me a bonus will be in order," Chuck responds quietly in his serious business voice. Charlie looks up at him with wide eyes. He woke up after they landed in New York and hadn't gone back to sleep. Blair on the other hand seemed to knock out every time she sat down.

"Thank you Mr. Bass... umm I hope it isn't out of my place to ask, but who exactly is traveling with you?" Donovan asks with caution. For he knew more than most that Chuck Bass had a strong temper when you crossed one of his lines. Chuck purses his lips for a moment, but his features soften when Charlie reaches for the phone.

"Hihi," he giggles, happily. Chuck smiles down at him and sets him up on his knee. His eyes flutter back to Blair again for a moment. Donovan clears his throat in the phone to signal he is still there.

"I trust my answer will be kept between us Donovan?" Chuck enquirers, shifting the phone to his other ear. He then places his free hand behind Charlie's back and bounces the baby up and down on his knee a bit. Charlie claps his small hands in delight.

"Of course Sir," Donovan answers in a strict and serious way. Chuck wonders what he must think after being told to prepare a suite with not only things for Blair, but also a nursery.

"Well Donovan, I'm sure you remember me mentioning from time and time again a Miss Waldorf?" Chuck questions, slowing down the bouncing when Charlie pats his leg. There is an awkward cough on the other end of the phone from Donovan.

"Umm... yes Mr. Bass you spoke of her quite a few times when you had... one too many scotches," Donovan stutters, not knowing how to answer and not offend Chuck. Chuck's eyes turn dark a moment as he remembers the days when he had no idea what had happened to her. Charlie craws into his lap and leans against his chest. Chuck places a hand protectively on Blair's sleeping form.

"Correct Donovan, well I found her and am bringing her home with me," Chuck speaks into the phone. He then coughs a bit, "However I will let you know now that the conditions I found her in were not what I would have liked. So if anything is asked of you in the future from me, I expect it to be carried out with few questions and in strict confidence," Chuck states clearly.

"Not a problem Mr. Bass. I assure you that no one will know of her even being in New York unless you request it," Donovan answers obediently. Chuck then hears him clear his throat. "Please do not take offense Mr. Bass, but is she with child?"

"She's had our child for a year, his name is Charlie," Chuck responds quickly. Charlie perks up at the sound of his name. He latches on to Chuck's scarf and gives it a tug. Chuck looks down amused and slips it off his neck, handing it to him.

"Very well Sir, call me if there is anything else you need when you get to the palace," Donovan finishes, knowing not to question Chuck anymore. Chuck listens to the beep and closes his phone, shoving it back in his pocket. He looks down at Charlie and gives a small chuckle. Charlie looks up with innocent eyes as he sucks on Chuck's scarf.

"You're going to like New York little guy," Chuck lifts Charlie up so he can look out the window of the limo. "Your mom and I grew up here and now you will too," Chuck explains as Charlie becomes captivated with the rolling view of the city. The limo passes a store with scarves in the window.

"Scascas!" Charlie shouts eagerly as he points to the window. Chuck gives a small laugh and nods.

"Yes we can buy as many as you want," Chuck says, ruffling his hair a bit. Charlie grins at him and then turns back towards the window and waves his small hand.

"Byebyeeee scascas!" he sings out, bouncing up and down a bit. Charlie then turns back to Chuck and points past him towards Blair. "Mama holehole," he commands. Chuck turns to see Blair awake and smiling softly at them. "Mama holehole!" Charlie shouts a bit louder, trying to get out of Chuck's lap. Chuck quickly lifts him up and hands him to Blair. She cradles him against her chest and Charlie gives her a sloppy baby kiss on the cheek. He then snuggles against her, his small fingers reaching up to stroke her curly brown hair a bit. Chuck scoots closer to them.

"You're awake," he nods, wrapping his jacket around her bruised arms. He tries not to focus on them, but her face which she has covered with make-up. She nods her own head slowly.

"I don't know why I was so tired," she says above a whisper, her voice still not fully awake. Chuck leans in and gives her a soft kiss on the lips. He then caresses her cheek gently.

"It doesn't matter, I would have carried you up to the suite if you were still asleep," he responds, thinking silently how very white knight he's sounding right now. Blair rolls her doe eyes and her lips tug up into full grin.

"Oh so you would carry I and Charlie all the way up to the top floor most likely? You're only human Chuck, I think even you have limitations," she teases, quirking an eyebrow. Chuck nods and throws her his old classic smirk.

"Chuck Bass has no limitations," he responds, sounding a bit more manly. Blair stares at him for a moment, her smile faltering a bit. He frowns, worrying what he's done.

"What's wrong? Did I say something..." he starts, but she holds up her hand, stopping him. She then shakes her head.

"No... it's just I wasn't sure some of the old Chuck was still down in there," she explains, combing back some of his hair with her hand. Charlie watches the two's exchange, not understanding, but happy. Chuck looks down for a moment and bites his bottom lip. He then looks up at her slowly, his face more serious. He gives a small shrug.

"I didn't think you missed the old Chuck to begin with," he mumbles, his eyes faltering away from her in shame. She frowns and then grabs his cheek and turns his face towards her. She looks at him with a serious look implanted on her countenance.

"Forget what I said. You're still the old Chuck, you just didn't let me see this part of you. And I love you, every part of you. If anyone's changed... I think it's safe to say it's me," she gives a bittersweet smile and a fake chuckle. The limo stops in back of the palace. Chuck remains in his position though, staring intensely into her brown eyes.

"You're right, you have changed. Not only are you still the same amazing and beautiful Blair you've always been, but your a loving mother too. You can be whoever you want to be Blair, but you'll always be my Blair too," he blushes a bit at his own words. He then takes her hand as his driver opens the door. Blair stares at him in awe as she follows him in the back door. Charlie buries his head into her chest, not sure about where he is yet. They take a back elevator up to Chuck's new suite. She hasn't seen one person, and she is thankful when Chuck opens the door. She steps in holding Charlie and he closes the door behind himself. She looks around, but doesn't take a step forward. Chuck grins over her shoulder and kisses her neck, wrapping his hands around her waist from behind.

"Welcome home," he whispers into her ear. Charlie hears though and looks up at him over Blair's shoulder. He frowns a bit, knitting his small eyebrows together. Blair raises an eyebrow and smiles turning towards Chuck.

"I don't think you've convinced him," she says in a playful tone. Charlie crosses his small arms, giving Chuck a hard look. Chuck lets out a chuckle and then looks at Blair.

"Wait till he sees the toys," Chuck smiles with pride, looking back at Charlie. Charlie perks up a bit and his face looks excited.

"Toytoy?" he questions, looking at Blair for reassurance. Blair however looks back at Chuck, trying to replace her smile with a sterner look.

"Chuck what did you do?" she asks slowly as he intertwines their hands again. Chuck merely throws her another Chuck Bass smirk and leads her down a hallway. "Chuck?" she questions again as he heads straight for a closed door.

"You'll see," he says teasingly, stopping in front of a door. Charlie and Blair both look at it and then back at Chuck who moves in front of it. Blair opens her mouth to demand an answer, but Chuck puts a finger to her lips.

"Close your eyes," he says, removing the finger. Blair stares at him for a moment and then gives in, closing her eyes. Chuck then looks down at Charlie who still stares up at him, "You too," he chuckles. Charlie purses his small lips at Chuck.

"Tell him we're playing peekaboo," Blair says, her eyes still closed. Chuck glances at her and then back at Charlie. He bends down a bit so he's at his level.

"Let's play peekaboo Charlie," he suggests, covering his own eyes. He peaks a bit to see Charlie finally give in and cover his small eyes. Chuck smiles with his accomplishment and then turns around opening the door. He then guides Blair into the nursery, looking at her and Charlie for their reactions when he gives the signal. "Okay open your eyes," he says a bit too eagerly for his taste. He then takes his position behind Blair again, his arms coming around her waist from behind. He watches her intensly as she opens her eyes. She gasps, looking over the nursery. The walls are baby blue and it has three windows with dark wooden frames. The curtains on the windows start with a deep chocolate brown color at the top and then change to a striped pattern with blue's that match the wall and browns. Along the walls large brown polka dots are placed in two shades of brown. There is also chocolate brown letters on one wall that spell out Charlie. The crib is a dark wood color dressed in a bedspread and pillows that match the curtains. There are toys spread on it and then more toys spilling out of a large dark brown toy box in the corner. It's also complete with a matching rocking chair next to Charlie's crib and both a changing table and dresser. Blair then looks into the closet to see it already stocked with new clothes for Charlie. Her breath catches in her throat and she turns back to Chuck with wide eyes. He smiles at her and then looks down at Charlie who still is covering his eyes.

"Peekaboo," Chuck says and watches as Charlie removes his hands and his eyes go wide as they search the room. He begins to clap his small hands and let out a delighted giggle. "I think he likes it," Chuck smirks, turning back towards Blair. Blair stares at Chuck and lets out short breaths.

"Chuck... it's... oh my god... it's beautiful, but how... why... thank you," she stutters, bringing a hand to her forehead. Chuck kisses her cheek and looks down at Charlie again.

"You don't have to say thank you Blair, I wanted him to have it," he then looks back at her slowly, "I want you both to have everything you want," he whispers, kissing her neck. Blair feels her eyes water up a bit and she wipes them quickly. Chuck straightens up his back, frowning. "What's wrong?" he asks with concern, reaching out to wipe her tears. She shakes her head, laughing a bit.

"Nothing... I'm just happy," she admits, smiling up at him. His features soften immediately and he breathes a sigh of relief. She then turns from him and back to Charlie. "What do you think my sweet boy?" she asks, glancing around the room again. Charlie throws his small hands in the air.

"Dowdowdownmamadowdow," he commands, pointing towards the floor. Blair watches his little eyes fixated on the toy box. Chuck chuckles a bit as Blair sets him down. Charlie takes off in a speed crawl towards the toy box. He immediately begins pulling things out.

"Oh Charlie don't make a mess, just pick one," Blair says nervously, biting her bottom lip. Charlie glares up at her and pulls the pile of toys around him possessively.

"Don't worry about it," Chuck chuckles, rubbing Blair's back. Blair sighs as Charlie pulls out more toys and begins to name each of them with his limited vocabulary.

"myducduc," he says, setting aside a stuffed blue duck. He then picks out a few toy cars, "mycarcars." He doesn't stop and reaches for some blocks, "myblocblok," he struggles a bit, but keeps on pulling. He pulls out a picture book next and stops pursing his lips for a moment. He then nods, "mine," he simply states, putting it in his lap. He then leans up again the toy box, reaching down in it. He pulls out two baby dolls, a boy and girl. Blair turns back towards Chuck and raises her eyebrows. Chuck gives her a small shrug.

"I remember you choosing my house over Nathaniel's because I had them when we were little," he states, looking back at Charlie. Blair smiles remembering the day Dorota met up with Chuck's nanny. She had complained the entire time about wanting to go to Nate's or at least Serena's since she had dolls. The next thing she knew a very young Chuck Bass commanded his Nanny for dolls. From then on she always asked to go to his house to play. She looks back at Charlie to see he still holds interest for them. He sets them down carefully and then points to them.

"mamadada," he names them, pointing to the girl and then the boy baby doll. Blair and Chuck both turn towards each other quickly. Both of them hold expressions of pure delight and excitement. Blair blushes looking back towards Charlie who is covering the dolls up with a small blanket he found in the toy box. Chuck takes Blair's hand and leads her over to where Charlie is. He then sits down and pulls Blair into his lap. Charlie looks up at them for a moment. He then points at all the toys, "Mine," he demands, reaching into the toy box again. Blair gives a small laugh.

"I think you may be spoiling him," she smiles, turning a bit to look at Chuck. He smirks pulling her back against his chest and rests his chin on her shoulder.

"As long as I can spoil you too," he replies, tracing his hand over her upper leg. Blair relaxes at this and continues to watch Charlie pull more toys out of what seems to be a never ending toy box. He continues naming each of them, most of the names not being real words, but neither Chuck or Blair have the heart to try and correct him. All they can do is watch him, happier than either has ever seen him. Blair feels a warm feeling in her heart and she can't believe how much she's smiling. They're real smile's too, not the one's she's faked for so many years. She turns back towards Chuck and watches as he looks on Charlie with adoration. She snuggles more up against his chest, a strange and foreign feeling coming over her. She thinks about it for a moment and then realizes that she feels completely safe and loved. She knows she'll cherish this moment for the rest of her life because even if it's only a couple hours, for now everything feels okay. Even if it's just for now.

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Later when the sun starts to set Chuck gets up and goes to get Charlie a bottle. Blair looks up at him right before he exits the nursery door. He smiles down at her and Charlie who is now resting in her lap, clinging to the soft blue duck.

"I'll be right back, just going to get him a bottle," he says in a comforting tone. She nods and turns back towards Charlie. He smiles at them for a few more seconds and then walks into the kitchen. He opens the fridge and is happy to see Donovan carried out all of his orders. He reaches in and takes a bottle and heats it, testing it on his wrist afterwards. He then turns to go back to the nursery when his phone begins buzzing in his pocket. He sighs, setting the bottle down and reaching for it. Donovan knew not to call. He flips it open and reads over the name.

Nate

He bites his bottom lip and then looks back down the hallway to the nursery. He sighs and hits the answer button, bringing it up to his ear.

"Hello?" he asks, just above a whisper. He knows Blair's not ready to talk or see anyone right now, but he also doesn't want to talk to someone like Nate or Serena in front of her. It would be best if she didn't hear from any of them right now.

"And he finally answers his phone," Nate laughs on the other end of the phone. He then lets out a large sigh, "Seriously man where have you been? It's like you fell of the face of the Earth."

"Something like that," Chuck responds, eying the hallway to make sure Blair isn't coming. He hears Nate on the other end.

"Hold on a sec Serena I finally got a hold of Chuck... yeah that's what I said," Nate's muffled voice came through the phone. Chuck heaves a sigh, reheating the bottle that has gone cold. There's a shuffling sound on the other side of the phone. "Sorry about that, we're about to go out to dinner. Eric and Jenny are in town to congratulate us on the engagement. I still can't believe I'm getting married." Yeah try finding out the love of your life had your child, but married your abusive uncle all in one week, Chuck thinks silently to himself.

"Chuck?" Chuck's head snaps up towards the hallway as he hears Blair's footsteps. "Chuck?" she calls again, her voice even closer.

"Oh now I see what's going on... you've got a girl with you don't you. Anyone special?" Nate teases and Chuck thanks God he doesn't recognize her voice.

"Uh yeah, extremely special... look I have to go Nathaniel bye," Chuck mutters into the phone before hanging it up. He stuffs it in his back pocket as Blair enters the room. She's holding Charlie against her chest and she bites her bottom lip.

"Sorry I didn't mean to interrupt your phone conver..." she stammers, a nervous tone in her voice. Chuck cuts her off and walks over to her.

"Don't be silly, it was just someone trying to sell something," he lies, reaching for Charlie. Blair smiles and nods, handing Charlie to him. She then follows him back into the kitchen where he tests and begins to feed him the bottle. Charlie begins to hum to himself like always. Blair glances around the kitchen, crossing her arms.

"Even in here it's gorgeous," she smiles, nodding at the kitchen's high décor. Chuck gives a small shrug and shifts Charlie to his other hip. She looks back at him, "He'll be ready to sleep after this." Chuck nods, hoping Nate won't call back anytime soon. They then both look down at Charlie who chucks the empty bottle across the kitchen. Blair hurries over and picks it up, scolding him, "No, no Charlie you could break something." She then looks at Chuck nervously, "Sorry he's just used to doing it at home an..." she drops silent, realizing what she said. Chuck's jaw tightens a bit and he looks away from her. She looks away from him, "I didn't mean to say that I..."

"It's okay, forget it," he says, looking back at her. She shakes her head and steps closer to him.

"No really it's just a reflex... it doesn't mean that I felt like that was ho..." she apologizes, just above a whisper. Chuck hands Charlie to her and shrugs, cutting her off.

"Really it's fine, just don't worry about it," he snaps. Blair nods and closes her mouth, looking away from him. She then turns her back to him, "I'm going to put him down for the night," she says quickly, practically running from the room. Chuck watches her and then throws his head back, heaving a large sigh. "Dammit Chuck, stop it," he curses himself. He knows he hurt her feelings, he saw it in her eyes before she left the room. He takes a large breath and rubs his temples. He wishes he could just erase everything about Jack and that place from her mind, but he can't. He's not stupid, he knows a brand new home and playing house won't fix everything. He also knows she really didn't mean what she said about it being home, but he can't help himself. The idea of it makes him angry and jealous. He runs a hand through his hair and lets out a large breath. He then walks back down the hallway towards the nursery. He was about to enter the doorway when he froze in his spot.

"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.

You make me happy when skies are gray

You'll never know dear, how much I love you.

Please don't take my sunshine away"

Chuck watches quietly as Blair sings softly down to Charlie. She's in the rocking chair and is cradling him to her chest as she rocks them both back and forth gently. He watches as Charlie's small eyes flutter open and closed. Blair stops singing and Charlie's eyes pop open.

"Moemor mama," he whines, sleepily. Blair smiles down at him softly and kisses his forehead. She then opens her mouth slowly and starts to sing again. Chuck realizes he's never heard her sing before. Her voice is beautiful and soft and he continues to listen.

"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.

You make me happy when skies are gray

You'll never know dear, how much I love you.

Please don't take my sunsh..."

Chuck's phone beeps and Blair stops singing and looks up at him. He stares at her with wide eyes as he reaches and silences his phone. "Sorry," he says quietly. Blair just looks down and nods. She then stands up and tucks Charlie, who is now fast asleep, into his crib. Chuck bites his tongue, cursing his phone. He then steps out of the nursery when Blair turns to leave the room. She closes the door carefully and silently behind herself. Chuck waits for her to turn around and face him. She does, but focuses her eyes on something else.

"I guess I'll go to bed too," she mumbles, going to move past him. He sighs and steps in front of her, reaching for her arm.

"Blair wait," he raises his voice a bit and stops her. She turns towards him, but keeps her head down.

"Yes?" she asks, quietly. He reaches his hand gently under her chin and lifts it. Her doe brown eyes stare up at him. He stares at them for a few moments, brown on brown.

"I'm sorry... really I'm not mad at you at all," he says quickly, sincerity clear in his voice. Blair's eyes water up a bit and then he finds her clinging to his chest. He envelopes his arms around her, as her quiet sobs come out mumbled against his chest.

"I'm sorry Chuck... really... I'm grateful for everything... and I felt happy and safe earlier, but I just... I... I feel so out of place... because I'm so used to being sad... pretending to smile... being scared... it's what I'm used to and here with you... it's just so different... and... and... I just want to be normal again Chuck... I think for a while I had forgotten what it was, but here with you... sometimes I feel like the old Blair... and I'm scared... I'm so scared... because I'm not sure if I can ever be her again," she weeps, looking up at him. She chokes on her own tears at the end. Chuck remains silent, he wants to say the right thing. The words that will make everything better. He's beginning to learn though even being Chuck Bass isn't the answer to everything. He settles for the only words he can find. He wipes the tear streaks down her cheeks with the back of his hand.

"Blair, it's okay..." he takes a deep breath, "People change, for different reasons. I've changed, when I think of some of the things I put you through in High School I can't believe that you're still standing here with me right now." His eyes dart away from hers for a moment and he purses his lips in thought. He then turns back towards her, "But even if I've changed there's still parts of me that are still here, just like you. You're still Blair... my Blair. And if you want to be the old Blair again, well then I promise to help you find her. We can get through this together. We're Chuck and Blair," he takes her hand and her mind flashes back to the day of his fathers funeral. "Blair and Chuck. The worst thing you've ever done, the darkest thought you've ever had... I'll stand by you through anything because... I love you," his voice is barely above a whisper at the last three words, but she hears them. Her tears stop and she can only stare up at him in awe.

"You... you remembered what I said?" she stutters, the words barely choking out. There's a large lump in her throat, partly from her excessive crying and also from her shock. Chuck gives her a small, caring smile. He then reaches down, intertwining their hands.

"After that day, it was like whenever I went to sleep I would have this dream. And in this dream you would always repeat those words to me, but instead of what I said that day... every time I dream about it, I would say I love you back... every time," he breathes. Blair's bottom lip quivers a bit and then she grabs the back of his neck. She pulls his lips towards her, they connect instantly. Chuck reacts immediately, kissing her passionately As they kiss he thinks about how he loves the fact that they can still be like this, even after everything that had happened. How a sweet moment can be consumed by passion and still mean so much to them.

"Make love to me," Blair breathes heavily, their lips parting for a moment. Chuck stares with intensity at her for a moment, unsure if this is what she needs right now. He rests his forehead against hers.

"Blair you've been through a lot today," he sighs, trying to ignore the part of him below his waist that always deceives him. He can't help it though, when she demands it like that. He knows he'll lose control over all reason very soon.

"Chuck please?" she whimpers, a look of pure innocence plastered on her face. She then reaches up and begins kissing him again. He moves backwards, pulling her to his chest as he stumbles into the master bedroom. She kicks the door closed behind them and pushes him down on the bed. He tries again to talk, afraid it will ruin the previous moment for her.

"Blair are you sure?" He asks, frowning a bit. Blair stares down at him from her straddle position over him. She shifts a bit and he knows she feels him growing hard under her. She smirks, moving down to kneel just above it her own wetness forming on top of it. She then leans down and kisses his neck. His eyes roll back into his head as she nibbles on the tip of his ear.

"Don't you want to be inside of me Chuck?" she whispers seductively into his ear. Her hand reaches down grabbing the spot between his legs. His pants being the only thing keeping skin from skin. He lets out a low growl and grabs her, flipping her over. He climbs on top, all control of stopping gone. She lets out a sexy giggle and he feels even more turned on. He sits up for a moment tugging off his pants and throwing them to the side. He then hovers over Blair again, lifting up her pajama top. He has it over her head in a second and like the pants it vanishes from the bed.

"Is this what you wanted Blair?" he teases, trailing kisses from her neck down to just above her waist line. She throws her head back into the pillow and nods, grunting in delight. He grins, yanking off her pants and reaching his hand in her lace underwear. His fingertips brush over vulva and her eyes widen. She reaches up, grabbing his chest hair and pulling him forward. He lets out a cry of delight and then sucks on her neck as his fingers continue to graze her, ready to enter. Her legs twitch, begging him silently. "Do you want them inside your pussy Blair?"

"Oh yes... please," Blair begs, her whole body trembling beneath him. He kisses her lips for distraction and then he pushes a digit up into her clit. She gasps under his lips, pulling herself more towards him. He circles it around the entrance and then slips in a second digit, plunging them both deeper.

"You're so wet Blair... tell me did I do this to you?" he asks with fake innocence. His fingers continuing with a steady pump inside her. Blair opens her eyes looking up at him with desire. She nods eagerly, pulling at his chest hair again. He lets out a chuckle, pulling his fingers out of her. She frowns instantly, her eyes demanding an answer to what he's doing. He leans up, preparing his enlarged cock for its entrance. Blair smiles in delight, pulling him towards her. He pauses, chuckling more, "Patience Blair... I want you to do something for me first," he says calmly.

"Yes... just tell me Chuck... I'll do anything," she responds, the feeling between her legs going out of control. As it burns like fire and aches for the man hovering over her.

"Tell me to do it Blair," he commands.

"I already did," Blair smiles playfully, trying to pull him up into her. He pulls away again, shaking his head in response.

"No Blair... tell me exactly what you want me to do to you," he explains, trying to keep his erection from exploding before it enters her. Blair bites her lip, hesitant for a moment. The feeling between her legs makes up her mind for her. She pulls Chuck down and whispers seductively into his ear.

"Chuck... I want you to get inside me now. I want you to pump in and out until I scream your name in pleasure. I want you to ride me so hard that I could never think of another man again. Show me who I belong to Chuck," she raps, falling back down onto the pillow. Chuck loses control at her words, he grabs her lower back and pulls her over his cock. He then lets her drop back down onto the bed and pumps in and out, quickly. Blair moans, throwing her hands back over her head. She squeezes her eyes shut, her head going backwards as well. Chuck slows his pumping and turns her face back towards him.

"Look at me baby," he says, her eyes fluttering open. "I want you to look at me when you cum," he trembles out. Blair obeys and stares up at him as he smirks, riding her harder. He then pushes deeper than before. He explodes inside of her as she reaches her peak.

"CHUCK! OH YES! CHUCK!" she screams in ecstasy, thank heavens for the soundproof door on the bedroom. He slows down, exhausted. Her eyes close, sleepily and he pulls out, falling beside her on the bed. She curls up to him instantly, both of their body heats combining to what feels like fire. He wraps a protective arm around her waist and kisses her forehead with what little energy he has left.

"I love you Blair," he breathes, he's not even sure if she could hear him though. He starts to wonder if she did or not, but he doesn't have the energy to ask.

"I love you Chuck," she yawns, answering his silent question. He closes his eyes and a small smile forms on his face as he pulls her closer. Both drift off to sleep quickly. A few doors down in the nursery Charlie remains to sleep soundly, unaware of what his parents did. The suite is peacefully still as night falls over New York city.

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A/N: That's it for this chapter, but like I said if you want more review. Don't complain about the M-rated scene you should know by now this story deals with mature subjects.