Disclaimer: I don't own the characters. They belong to Cecily von Zeigesar and The CW.
"I was about to send out a search party," Serena stated as Blair joined her on the sundeck.
"Chuck tried to sidetrack me," Blair explained, "And it took a few minutes more than it should have to apply my sunscreen. He says he was being thorough. I think he was just trying to cop a few extra feels."
"Ew," she cringed.
"Oh grow up," Blair rolled her eyes.
"Then quit saying stuff like that," Serena squealed.
"Come on. You know Chuck and I have sex on a nearly daily basis," Blair stated.
"Nearly daily, you actually skip days," Serena responded skeptically.
"Birth control gets in the way on occasion," she sighed, "Those are days that is sucks to be a woman, not just for the cramps and the bloating."
"I'm going to regret asking this, but do you and Chuck have sex more than once a day?"
"Usually," Blair nodded.
"And that doesn't get boring for you?" Serena pressed.
"You've really never been with Chuck," Blair replied, "It's never a dull moment. Even if it's soft and slow all night long, it's still the most satisfying, toe curling night."
"All night," Serena choked out.
"He has amazing stamina," Blair smirked.
"Okay, enough Chuck sex talk," Serena abruptly ended the conversation.
"Jealous?" Blair chuckled.
"Certainly not because it's Chuck, but that you've found that one person that you see yourself with for the rest of your life. I'm not even close to finding that, might never find that," she sighed.
"Don't throw in the towel just yet, S," Blair encouraged her, "You never know when you might find that soul mate. I found my soul mate in Chuck Bass of all people."
"Sounds like I should almost be insulted," Chuck chimed in as he and Nate joined them in their own swim trunks. He bent down to kiss her lips.
"Don't be," she whispered, "I love you so much."
"I love you more," he whispered back as he took a seat next to her, with Nate in the chair next to him.
"Finally the four musketeers together again," Blair sighed happily as she relaxed in her chair as Chuck grasped her hand.
"So we're all here together like you wanted," Nate pointed out, "How long is this party cruise going to last?"
"All weekend," Blair smiled.
"Then I'm going to need another drink," Nate replied, "Point me towards the bar."
"I'll take one of those," Serena chimed in.
"Chuck, B?" Nate offered as he rose from his chair, hovering over them.
"If you're offering," Blair smiled, "But stay out of my sun."
"I'll join you at the bar," Chuck replied. The boys set off to find the bar once again as the girls continued their sunbathing. "Did you and Serena really hash things out or did you declare a truce for the weekend?"
"A truce," Nate conceded.
"Why are you so mad?" Chuck pressed.
"I don't know," Nate sighed, "It's not like I have a claim on her. We've never even dated."
"There really never was that closure that you got with Blair," Chuck pointed out, "Maybe you two need to have it out and resolve those feelings."
"Because I'm so good at having those emotionally charged conversations," Nate rolled his eyes, "Do you know me at all?"
"Look, no one had more trouble expressing their feelings than I did four years ago," Chuck stated, "It took me how long to express my love to Blair, but when I did it was the most satisfying feeling in the world."
"I don't think that is what I want with Serena," Nate replied.
"What do you want with Serena?" Chuck asked.
"I don't know," Nate responded, "But I don't really want to close any doors either. Maybe somewhere down the road I could see myself in a relationship with her, but I'm still enjoying my bachelorhood. I was with Blair for what felt like forever. I'm not ready to be tied down like that again."
"Then make sure that you're clear about that," Chuck advised him.
"Yeah, maybe," Nate nodded as Chuck stepped behind the bar and started preparing drinks.
After a few minutes they returned with drinks for the ladies, both who had turned over and removed their tops to not get those annoying tan lines.
Chuck couldn't resist the urge to set Blair's cool drink against her bare back.
"Bass," she shrieked as she rose up off her chair slightly, one arm covering her breasts as the other slapped his shoulder.
Chuck dove in for a kiss.
"Nate, find the fire extinguisher and put them out," Serena groaned as she watched her best friend reciprocate.
"You two just came out of your bedroom," Nate groaned along with Serena.
The duo realized there was no slowing the pair down. Serena quickly retied her bikini top and motioned for Nate to follow her. "We should have kept our tops on."
Blair was giggling as Chuck pulled her tight against him. "So much for sunbathing."
"If you'd kept the top on," he chuckled. His hands were everywhere. He lifted her into his arms, with her legs straddling him.
"I'd have tan lines," she pouted.
"A few hours in the sun are not going to undo the hours of work you've already put in this summer," he replied.
"Why take the chance?" she sighed, "As you've said I've put in all this time."
"We should tell Nate and Serena that it's safe to come back," Chuck replied.
"That would require it being safe for them to return," Blair smirked.
"It might be if you'd put your top back on," he replied.
"Fine," she sighed as she reached out for it. Chuck was a fraction of a second quicker and snatched it away. "This is an NJBC weekend, Bass. Behave."
"I think I'll need some type of reward to honor that request," he challenged her.
"If you don't behave, you'll get no sex for the rest of the weekend," she scolded him as she reached out for her top, only to have it held further out of her reach.
"You'd never last the weekend," he chuckled.
"And you won't get it up for the rest of the weekend if you don't hand that back right this instant, Bass," she growled as she tossed in a menacing glare to add to her threat.
He wanted to call her bluff, but there was something about the look in her eyes that wisely told him to not challenge her any further. Instead he helped her secure her top before they went in search of their friends, who were having drinks at the bar.
"That was about as quick as it's ever been," Serena challenged them, "What's wrong, Bass? Needing Viagra to keep it up in your old age? You may physically be twenty-two but sexually you're probably more like three hundred and seventy-six. I'm surprised you haven't worn it right off."
"Worn what off?" Chuck baited her, "You're just jealous that you never had the Chuck Bass experience."
Serena made an obnoxious gagging sound in reply.
"You missed out," Blair told her best friend as she wrapped her arms around Chuck, "Between the two of them, Chuck is most definitely the superior talent."
Serena's obnoxious gagging became a bit more convincing.
"I am the only one qualified to make the comparison," Blair insisted.
"Let's not forget that I can compare the two of you," Nate chimed in as he waved between Serena and Blair.
"One night on a bar stool or several times over the course of a relationship," Blair mused, "What exactly is there to compare? You were so drunk with Serena that I'm surprised you actually remembered it."
"A guy doesn't forget his first time, no matter how drunk he was, right, Chuck?"
Chuck's jovial grin faltered.
"Right, Chuck?" Nate repeated as he tapped his best friend's shoulder.
"Um, sure," Chuck decided to play along.
"You do remember your first time, don't you, Chuck?" Serena chimed in upon hearing Chuck's hesitation.
"Don't you?" Blair chimed in.
"Honestly, no, I don't," he admitted as his eyes cast towards the bar counter to avoid all eye contact, "I honestly didn't think I'd done anything of the sort until the nanny was fired, and Bart was threatening prosecution for sex with a minor."
"How did he know then?" Blair gently prodded.
"Apparently there was a tape that has since been destroyed," Chuck shrugged, "I was apparently pretty drunk."
"You were really young," Nate recalled.
"Thirteen," Chuck nodded solemnly.
"That's pretty awful, Chuck," Serena stated, "First times should be special."
"Yours wasn't," Blair chimed in, "You were partying pretty hard when you lost yours."
"I said they should be special. That doesn't mean mine was," Serena responded, "But at least mine was with someone nearer my own age."
"I wasn't your first?" Nate coughed out.
"You weren't even in the first ten," Serena shook her head.
"How sad is it that sex in a limo with Chuck Bass is the most special way that any of us lost our virginity?" Blair mused.
"Kind of sad," Serena nodded.
"But it was also the best," Blair smiled adoringly at Chuck as she ran her fingers through his hair.
"Yes, it was," he agreed as he kissed her shoulder softly.
"Only an hour after we broke up," Nate felt the need to add.
"Do you really want to throw stones?" Blair glared at him, "You slept with my best friend on a bar stool at a wedding when I was your date. At least I had the decency to wait until we broke up to sleep with your best friend."
"With as twisted as our relationships are, we should be at each other's throats more than we are," Serena mused.
"Things ended up the way they were supposed to," Blair replied, "I shudder to think what would have happened if Nate hadn't cheated on me. I might still be with him."
"He still would have pined for her," Chuck replied.
"Hey, there are worst things than being with me, and I'm not pining for Serena," Nate stated, "I just wanted some sort of resolution. She just up and left that same night. For all I knew, I was awful at the sex and drove her away."
"That wasn't the only reason I left," Serena chimed in.
"So he was horrible," Blair snickered as Nate was crestfallen.
"No," Serena tapped her bestie's shoulder, "That's not what I meant. You all know why I left. I'd just slept with my best friend's boyfriend of nearly a decade. I thought I'd killed a guy. I was out of control. I had to go away to get myself right."
"Nate being horrible at sex was just another straw in the camel's back so to speak," Blair smirked.
"It wasn't that bad," Serena tried to defend Nate.
"Apparently it wasn't all that good either," Nate grumbled.
"Oh, god, how did we get on this subject?" Serena groaned as she covered her face with her hands as the embarrassment took over.
"So when does dinner get served on this boat?" Blair decided to rescue her friend from further mortification.
"Whenever my Queen commands it," Chuck replied as he caressed her spine with his knuckles.
"I'm a little hungry," Blair leaned into whisper in his ear.
"I'll notify the ship's chef," Chuck responded, "We should all dress for dinner."
"He means have sex with Blair," Serena translated as Chuck and Blair walked away hand in hand.
"After dinner tonight, I say we take a dip in that inviting hot tub," Blair mused as they dressed for dinner. Her eyes were trained on the private hot tub on their private balcony.
"It does deserve it's own christening," Chuck agreed as he zipped her dress for her.
"Are you okay?" she inquired as she spun to put her arms around his shoulders.
"Fine," he nodded dutifully, though his eyes betrayed him.
"Do you want to give me the honest answer this time?" she requested, "You have that sorrowful, miserable look of your youth."
"Blame Nate," he grumbled.
"Do you honestly not remember your first sexual encounter?"
"I remember taking the drinks," he replied, "I remember the kissing and fondling, but with each drink things got foggier."
"I'm sorry, Chuck," she smiled softly as she caressed his chest.
"It should have been with you in that limo," he responded as his forehead pressed against hers, his eyes closing to savor the closeness. He could spend forever in her arms, and he intended to do just that as soon as they were ready to make things permanent. "In a way, that night was my first time, my first time with someone I cared about. You awoke so many emotions in me that I never thought myself capable of."
"Is that why you spent such a large hunk of money on my birthday present?"
"That was part of it," he nodded slightly, "And you deserved something worthy of your beauty."
"Can we skip out on the meal and just stay here?" she sighed, "I can fake a stomach bug or something."
"You wanted a weekend together with our best friends," he pointed out.
"I also wanted a lot of sex with you," she added with a slight pout.
"We can have more sex after dinner," he chuckled.
TBC…