This is something that I've wanted to write for a while. It's smutty so you've been warned. As always keep in mind this is post season 2 but preseason 3 Chuck and Blair. Enjoy! Nothing belongs to me.


Chuck and Blair, newly dating and enjoying their summer of freedom, were in Paris. Blair had mentioned two mornings ago how she was dying for the rose macarons from Pierre Hermé. Next thing she knew Chuck had whisked her away to the city of lights where upon their arrival in the Penthouse of the George V he proceeded to make love to her on their private balcony with all of Paris on view. In their post coital bliss they had sipped Dom '95 as Chuck hand fed her three perfect rose macarons from her favorite Parisian bakery.

Blair felt as if she was in a dream and if that were true she never wanted to wake up.

Chuck was in the living room having a glass of scotch as Blair finished dressing for dinner. Harold and Roman were joining them at Alain Ducasse au Plaza Athénée. The first free minute Blair had had after arriving in Paris she had called her father inviting him to join her and Chuck.

If Chuck were being honest he wasn't all that bothered by the two men joining them. Harold was always well mannered and jovial and Roman was easygoing. Not to mention that Harold had one of the best sweater collections Chuck had ever seen and he always appreciated a fashionably dressed man. Overall they got along quite well. So when Blair asked if it were okay he was more than happy to say yes.

He sipped his scotch taking in the view of the Eiffel Tower through the French doors.

"I'm ready."

He saw Blair's reflection in the glass; she looked gorgeous. He slowly turned around to face her. He felt his throat go dry. She was wearing a beautiful midnight blue strapless dress that he knew she had picked specifically to compliment the cool greys, whites and silvers of the décor of the restaurant. She would stand out like a rare sapphire. Her hair was pulled into a messy updo and her makeup was understated. She literally took his breath away.

She turned once around showing off her figure. "Do I get your approval?" She smiled coyly at him.

He slowly, almost predatorily, crossed the room to her. He placed an arm around her pulling her flush against him. "Absolutely. You look good enough to eat; literally." He leaned forward taking her lips in a searing kiss.

When they separated her eyes remained closed for a minute; her lips slightly parted.

His eyes roved over her face and along her neck and décolletage. Her breasts looked phenomenal pushed up the way they were. It was then that he noticed the pearl choker wrapped around her throat.

He looked confusingly at her as her eyes slowly parted. "I thought you would be wearing the Alhambra."

He had taken her to Van Cleef and Arpels that morning and told her to pick out anything she desired. He wanted to thank her for making him so incredibly happy. She had immediately chosen the six motifs Magic Alhambra in white gold and diamonds. Her quick and decisive choice made him think that it had been on her wish list for a while. The salesclerk had hooked it around her throat and he had to agree that her choice was sublime. It was the perfect complement to her beauty. He immediately pulled his black card out of his wallet handing it to the very happy associate. It was worth every penny of the sixty-four thousand dollar price tag to see her so exuberant. She was like a child on Christmas morning; he loved spoiling her for that exact reason. She insisted on wearing it out of the store and when they made love that afternoon she refused to remove it and he couldn't have been happier about that fact.

So it was shocking to him that she wouldn't wear it to dinner. It would have been the perfect addition to the dress.

Her fingers lifted up to touch the gold bead clasp at the side of her neck twisting the pearls around her throat a bit. "Daddy gave this to me last summer. I think his feelings would be hurt if I didn't wear it tonight." She leaned forward placing a gentle kiss to his lips. "You understand." She patted his arm softly before turning away from him and grabbing her clutch from the side table where she had tossed it.

Chuck wanted to ask her what about his feelings but refrained. He knew it was petty. He drained his glass setting it aside and glanced at his watch. They were already running five minutes late. "We should get going."

She nodded touching her hair making sure it was in place. "Yes. Daddy's always punctual. He'll be annoyed if we're too late."

Chuck offered his arm and she slid hers through it and they exited the penthouse.

While in the limo en route to the restaurant Blair babbled about her father and how excited she was to see him. Chuck lost in thought was only half listening. It suddenly dawned on him that Harold must have given her the necklace after Chuck had deserted her last summer. It was probably meant to cheer her up. For some reason it annoyed him that she would wear it on this trip. It was a visible reminder of his past mistakes.

He felt her hand on his knee. He turned from the window to look at her as she gave it a squeeze. He realized that she must have asked him a question because she was looking at him expectantly.

"I'm sorry, what?" He placed a hand over hers.

"I asked if we should invite Daddy and Roman to meet us tomorrow for a bit of shopping and lunch." She smiled at him.

He took her hand in his bringing it to his lips. He pressed a kiss to the back of it. "Sure, whatever you'd like to do."

She took in a deep breath sighing contentedly. "Have I told you lately how much I love you?"

His response was a kiss as they pulled up to the restaurant. He decided there and then to let his annoyance go and be pleasant so Blair could enjoy her time with her father.


An hour into dinner and Chuck was beginning to realize just how hard it was going to be to keep his annoyance in check. He felt like a third wheel to Blair and her father's incessant chatter. Roman sat next to Harold not seeming bothered in the least. He chuckled at their laughter and happily ate his entrée seemingly content in his exclusion.

Chuck on the other hand had started to sulk a little at being ignored. For the past month and a half he had been the center of Blair's universe but for the past sixty minutes he might have not even existed. Other than Harold's polite inquiry over his wellbeing, when they had first sat down, they had paid him very little mind.

Chuck signaled the waiter asking for another bottle of wine.

Blair glanced at him. "Is the bream not to your liking?"

It took Chuck a moment to realize she was speaking to him. "Oh, no, it's fine."

She looked down at his barely touched fish and then back up at him. She gave him a quizzical look. "Do you want some of my lamb instead? The mint sauce is amazing."

Chuck was about to respond when Harold spoke up. "I'd love a bite, sweetheart."

Blair turned from Chuck reaching out for her father's proffered fork cutting him a bite of her lamb.

The rest of the meal proceeded pretty much in the same fashion and by the time dessert had been eaten and they were enjoying the last of their coffee Chuck was beyond ready to go.

"So we'll meet you two in the lobby at eleven for a day of shopping." Harold took a sip of his tea. "Chuck, I'll have to show you this lovely boutique in the eighth arrondissement. They have the most exquisite handmade cashmere sweaters. You will think you have died and gone to heaven."

Roman laughed as he took Harold's hand in his. "Our sweater cupboard is bursting at the seams but he will buy more."

Chuck smiled as he handed the waiter his card to pay the bill.

Harold immediately protested. "We wanted to treat. You brought my daughter to visit it's the least we can do."

Chuck put an arm around Blair's bare shoulders pulling her a bit closer to him along the leather seat of the banquette. "I insist."

They moved on to finalizing the plans as Chuck signed the bill. They all made their way out of the restaurant.

Chuck and Blair's limo was at the curb. They waited for Harold and Roman to get a cab before getting in.

Blair laid her head back against the leather seat as Chuck slid in next to her. "I'm so full." She laid a hand on her nonexistent stomach. "I shouldn't have had the chocolate mousse."

Chuck leaned over kissing her lightly. "You're in Paris chocolate mousse at least once is mandatory." He sat back and glanced out the window as the car pulled from the curb.

Blair reached out resting her hand on his knee. "Daddy looked good, didn't he? And he was so happy. Thanks again for having dinner with them."

Chuck turned from the window and gave her a half smile.

"You were so quiet. Are you sure everything is okay?" She squeezed his knee before rubbing her hand up and down his thigh a bit.

"You and Harold talked more than enough for all of us." He gave her a forced smile.

Blair paused her ministrations leaning forward a bit to take in his face. "Are you jealous of the attention I gave my father?" He remained silent not looking at her. "You are."

"Please," he scoffed, "I'm Chuck Bass. I don't get jealous."

Blair turned to face him. "Chuck, you know that I love my father," he started to respond but she stopped him, "and when we're together we do tend to forget there are other people in the room. It used to drive my mother mad." She sighed rolling her eyes. "But as much as I adore Daddy it doesn't change how I feel about you."

She leaned in even closer to him moving her hand to his and clasping it in hers. "I love you, Chuck and there is a part of my heart that belongs to you and you alone. No one else can ever fill it."

He finally lifted his gaze to hers. "I know that, I really do, but I'm selfish. I've had you all to myself and I am not very good at sharing. I never have been."

She smiled at him tilting her head a bit. "There's plenty of me to go around I promise." She closed the distance between them and kissed him.

Within seconds it became more heated. He reached up cupping her face. She placed her leg over the top of his and half straddled him trying to get even closer; Chuck's arm wrapped around her pulling her tight against him.

If the limo hadn't pulled up to the hotel they would've ended up having sex right there. They quickly straightened their clothing before the doorman could pull the door ajar.

The trip to the Penthouse felt like an eternity. Their personal butler and valet were waiting for them when they entered the foyer. Chuck quickly dismissed the two of them after giving instructions for the morning.

He entered the bedroom to find Blair stripped of her dress and heels. She was reaching up to remove the Bulgari pearl choker from around her neck.

She turned to face him as she removed it. "Why don't you get my new necklace from the safe? I'll wear it and nothing else." She looked at him seductively.

Chuck crossed the room and stopped in front of her. He reached out for the pearls taking them from her grasp. "Actually I have another more precious adornment in mind." He tossed the necklace onto the dresser.

Blair gave him a confused look. She had no idea what he was alluding too.

He took her hand in his and looked at her intently. "Do you trust me?"

She nodded. "Always."

He kissed her gently before proceeding to undress her; removing her lingerie until she was completely nude. He then reached around pulling the pins from her hair letting her curls fall down her back.

He kissed her again. "Lie back on the bed." She did as he said, no questions asked.

She watched as he undressed quickly before coming to stand at the edge of the bed. He stared down at her taking in her body from head to toe; stroking his semi-erect cock.

She took a deep breath as she watched him with hooded eyes. She brought her knees up before dropping her right leg to the side fully exposing herself to his gaze. She was tired of waiting and decided a little temptation would move things along.

He took the bait climbing onto the bed. He knelt between her legs. Reaching out he pushed her other leg a bit further apart before settling himself between her spread thighs. He slowly pushed into her.

Blair bit her bottom lip as he fully entered her. She reached up pulling him down for a kiss.

He immediately responded by pushing his tongue deeply into her mouth. He began to slowly move his hips pulling out before pushing deeply back in.

Blair's legs wrapped around his waist trying to pull him even deeper inside her. She moaned after one particularly hard thrust.

He continued to kiss her as he picked up his pace. Blair was so close. Her legs tightened their hold on him.

He rested a hand on her knee before grasping it and removing her grip on him. He pushed her leg down to the mattress. He ran a finger from her knee along her inner thigh. Slowly he ran it over her engorged clit.

Blair gasped as her arched back came up off the mattress a bit. Chuck continued to play with her as he thrust faster and even deeper. Within a minute she was screaming his name as she came.

He slowed his hips as he pumped into her couple more times. He was trying to regain some control.

Blair was panting with her eyes closed and her head turned to the side.

Suddenly he withdrew completely and Blair's eyes snapped open. She looked up at him confusingly.

"What are you doing? You haven't finished."

He was sitting back between her thighs clenching his jaw tightly. He reached out taking her hands in his and placing them above her head.

"Don't move," he instructed.

Blair stared at him. She wasn't sure what he was doing but she wanted to find out so she left her hands in place.

He then lowered her other leg before straddling her stomach. He reached down stroking his extremely hard cock. His eyes never left hers as he continued to move his hand up and down. He used his free hand to cover her left breast. He squeezed it before flicking her hard nipple.

He leaned over her capturing her lips one more time; kissing her deeply before sitting back upright. He continued stroking his cock a bit faster now. He was ready.

As he came he strategically shot his load along her throat creating a string along her neck. He gave his now softening cock one final stroke squeezing a last drop of come out and letting it fall at the base of her throat.

They were both breathing heavily. Chuck released the hold he had on his dick running both hands along her arms and clasping her hands in his still above her head. She hadn't moved an inch.

He kissed her pushing his tongue into her mouth. He then kissed a trail along her jaw and to her ear. "Now that's a priceless necklace." He bit down on her earlobe. "No one but me can gift you with that." He sucked her earlobe into his mouth soothing it.

He kissed her one more time before releasing her hands and moving to lie next to her. She slowly brought her arms from above her head to rest on her stomach. She reached up touching a finger to the warm come at her throat.

He was propped up on his elbow smirking down at her. "That stuff is better for your skin than La Mer."

She lifted her finger to her mouth and sucked on it. "Tastes better too."

The look she gave him caused him to go hard instantly. "You are so fucking sexy." He stared down at her as she proceeded to rub his come into her skin. She didn't take her eyes off of him as she stroked her neck. He swore he had never witnessed anything sexier in his life.

She bit down on her bottom lip as she moaned and he was gone. He leaned down capturing her mouth in a bruising kiss before flipping her over and entering her hard from behind. She came almost instantly.


An hour later, after a call to housekeeping requesting clean sheets, they were immersed in the large infinity bathtub in the marble bathroom. Chuck had his arms wrapped around Blair and her head was resting back against his shoulder. He kissed her temple. Her skin was damp from the steaming hot water.

He was totally content and happy. He realized in that moment just how lucky they were; they were perfectly matched. No one got him the way she did and no one loved him as completely. For those reasons alone he was grateful and willing to spend all day tomorrow shopping with her father and he wouldn't complain; not even once.