A/N - I'm so sorry that it took so long to update!! I'm typing up the next chapter this week, I promise! Hopefully I still have all of my usual readers :) By the way - I enabled anonymous reviews! I didn't know that they were disabled before, so for all of my anonymous readers out there, you are now able to review if you'd like!
I want to thank Leona, my beta, for helping me out with this chapter!
DISCLAIMER:: I don't own Gossip Girl! If I did, Chuck and Blair would have been having on-screen sexy times since the first episode this season! :-D
Oh, and be sure to read the author's note at the end of the chapter!!
Chuck had just escaped a hectic work day, and because he and Nate were officially hanging out again on a daily basis, and Dan was working late on the new London Bass Industries branch proposal, Chuck had met up with Nate for a small lunch. He'd decided a few days earlier that he needed to get something for Blair – something that would let her know how much she was loved and appreciated by him and Evelyn both. She'd been working hard, and after a few more stressful days like the one they'd had a week and a half prior, Chuck needed to show her how he felt – somehow – and since Nate wanted to send pretty much the same message to Jenny, they'd both stopped off at Tiffany's after lunch.
"Is Blair still pissed at you, man," Nate asked as he and Chuck browsed the glass cases in Tiffany's.
Chuck shook his head. "She was never really mad, Nathanial," he shrugged, and then stopped to point out the perfect gift to the clerk. "She just got her feelings hurt. Blair's working really hard to be a better mother to Evie than her own was to her, and the fact that on that particular day, Evie wanted me more than anyone else, hurt her."
"She's doing a great job, though. Blair hasn't even asked Dorota for help once in the last two weeks." Nate shook his head, and turned to point out what he wanted to the clerk. "She's already done ten times better than Eleanor."
"Blair is the best mother I've ever seen," Chuck agreed as he handed his Black American Express to the cashier. "We talked, and I think she's just exhausted and a little overwhelmed. She's a first time mother, and a very young one at that."
Nate nodded in understanding. "I can imagine she might also be going a little stir crazy up in the Penthouse. Why don't you two let someone watch Evie, while you go out to dinner?" He reached into his wallet, and handed over his own card. "She may brighten up a bit."
Chuck thought for a moment and then nodded. "You're probably right, Nathaniel. I'll talk to her about it." He turned, walked out of the store, and out onto the 5th Avenue sidewalk. "Do you need a ride back to the Palace," he asked Nate over his shoulder as he neared his limo.
"Nah," Nate shook his head. "Jenny's still at the store and it's still light out. I'll just walk."
Chuck nodded, and continued toward the limo. "She sure is working hard. Tell her that I'll be stopping by tomorrow to help with what I can."
"Alright, man. I'll see you later," Nate called over his shoulder as he tightened his coat, and walked quickly toward his love who was just a few blocks away.
XOXOXOXO
"Hey Vanessa," Dan called into the quiet apartment as he shut the door. He stopped just inside, his hand resting on the door knob, ready to walk out to find her if she wasn't there.
"I'm in here", rang out from down the hall.
Dan smiled to himself before quickly depositing his things on the table in the foyer and making his way towards her voice. He wasn't halfway down the hall when the wet paint smell hit him. He picked up his pace, and then noticed the light aquamarine color on the walls of their bedroom. "Vanessa, where are you," he called again, stepping over the plastic bags piled by the door.
"In the bath," she called from inside their joining bathroom.
Dan walked towards the open door, tripping over a few bags on the way. When he stepped inside to see his pregnant girlfriend relaxing in a bubble bath, his slight scowl smoothed a little.
Vanessa's whole face lit up, and she sat up a bit (just because there's two littles) more in the large bathtub, causing her belly to rise a little above the water. "Well, hello there stranger. Care to join me," she offered, gesturing to the empty spot in front of her.
Dan quickly shed his clothes before stepping into the warm water. "What kind of tornado hit our room," he asked pointing toward the mess outside. He urged her to turn around and rest her back against his chest.
"Oh, that was me being bored while you were working. I decided to finish decorating the house. It needs to be finished before Dylan arrives."
"The paint fumes are bad for you, Vanessa," Dan scolded before softly kissing his girlfriend's bare shoulders, one hand rising slowly to her breasts while the other settled on her inner thigh.
Vanessa's eyes rolled back slightly and she sighed before rocking her hips against Dan's groin once. She smirked when his member jumped to attention. "I wore one of those painting masks the whole time, Eric painted the higher parts of the walls, and the windows are open. Now, as you can see…," she rocked her hips again, "I'm taking a break."
A groan erupted from deep in Dan's throat at the contact. Instead of the frequent mood swings pregnancy had brought Blair and Jenny, Vanessa just nested a lot, and got horny…a lot. He didn't mind it one bit. "Well, as long as you're not…exhausting yourself," he answered, accenting the word "exhausting" with a gentle tweak of her left nipple, eliciting a gasp. He leaned down to place strategic kisses along her bare shoulders, and then up her neck.
Vanessa sighed, and then tipped her head to the side to grant him better access. "Dan," she whimpered before taking the hand that had been resting on her thigh, and guiding it toward her center. "I need you."
Dan didn't have to be told twice, and wasted no time before beginning to caress Vanessa's folds. Even being under water, and already wet, he could tell that she was hot and eager for him to be inside of her. After a few minutes of teasing her, which left them both panting heavily, Dan leaned in close and whispered "why don't you sit on my lap, baby?"
Without uttering so much as an "ok," Vanessa grasped his thighs, and then straddled her legs over his. With Dan holding himself firmly at her entrance, Vanessa slowly lowered herself onto his shaft.
They both moaned deeply, relishing in the feel of her tight entrance stretching to accommodate his thickness.
"Oh, Dan," Vanessa sighed when she finally felt her butt resting against his thighs. She stayed there for a while – enjoying the feeling of being filled by him, while he continued placing kisses every place he could reach.
After a few minutes of this, Dan's eyes rolled back, and his head fell with a thud against the tub when Vanessa began rocking her hips (you might want to reorder this so you go action and then reaction). "Oh. my. God," he groaned, bringing himself up to meet each of her downward thrusts. He could already feel her insides gripping him a little tighter. "You feel so good, baby."
"Mmm," Vanessa moaned, reaching down to intertwine their fingers. "So do you, baby," she agreed, and then picked up her pace quickly. "Harder, Dan…please," she panted and begged shamelessly before crying out loudly when he complied.
Dan could soon feel a familiar pulling in his belly, and knew that she could too. Wanting her to finish first, he wrapped a hand around her body to flick her bundle of nerves a few timesVanessa gasped sharply, arched her back, and then shouted his name over and over while her inner walls gripped Dan's length like a thrust only twice more before climaxing deep inside of her. They both collapsed back against the bathtub a moment later, breathing heavily.
"Wow…it gets better every time," Vanessa mused, lifting herself off of him with a whimper to climb out of the bath.
"You…are speaking the truth, little lady," He agreed with his usual Dan humor, reaching to unplug the tub, and then turn the shower on.
"I'm going to start finishing our room while you bathe," Vanessa called over the running water as she pulled one of his T-shirts she often wore to bed over her body. "Tomorrow I'm starting our bathroom, and then Dylan's."
Dan pulled the corner of the shower curtain pack to look at her retreating form. "Hey," he called, pointing his finger at the doorway she'd just disappeared through. "No heavy lifting! I'll be in to help you in a minute."
Vanessa poked her head back through the door, smirking playfully. "Yeah, yeah. Just get in here, stallion." She winked, and then disappeared again, noting the sound of his chuckle on the way.
XOXOXOXO
Chuck could hear the cries coming from upstairs before the elevator doors had opened all the way. He quickly buried the Tiffany's box in his pocket before heading to the nursery. He entered the room in time to see Evelyn quieting down, and Blair gently rocking the baby while she nursed. Soon the cries turned into her usual hums.
When Blair looked up to see her husband, she lifted a finger to her lips, and mouthed "she's sleepy" at him.
Chuck smiled softly at his exhausted wife, and took another quiet step into the room to get a better look at his other favorite girl.
Blair almost laughed aloud when she noticed him wringing his hands together, obviously fighting the urge to reach out and hold the infant.
Another minute or two passed, and Evelyn popped the nipple out of her mouth, hummed a few more times, and then curled up against her mother before falling fast asleep.
Blair stood up, and then placed their sleeping daughter in her crib. When she felt her husband sneak up behind her, and place a kiss at the nape of her neck, she grabbed his hand, and guided him out of the room. "I missed you today, baby," Blair said, leading the way to their bedroom.
Chuck leaned down to catch his wife's lips in a passionate kiss while reaching into his pocket. "Mm," he moaned against her mouth before pulling back, hiding the Tiffany's box behind his back. "I missed you, too. You have no idea what it's like sitting in that office, missing you and Evie all day. It's torture." He kissed her again for good measure. "How was your day?"
Blair sighed, and then collapsed onto their comfortable bed. She was overly exhausted, but Chuck knew she'd never say it. She didn't want to be like Eleanor. "It was good," she smiled, and then yawned. "Evelyn didn't nap very much, but she sure ate a lot, and she only cried a few times today." She smiled stiffly.
Chuck quickly kneeled down in front of his wife, took her hands in his free one, and then kissed her forehead. "Evie loves you, Blair. How could she not?" He stared into her dark eyes silently for a few minutes. "Is it really so bad that she's a daddy's girl, too?" He didn't want to sound hurt, but he kind of was. He was glad that their child loved him, and he loved her, too – something his own father probably never felt for him.
"No," Blair answered quickly. "Of course that's not bed, but…I was a daddy's girl – from day one – and you've seen how things were with my mother. I just…I'm afraid of Evie feeling that way about me." She had tears in her eyes, and her bottom lip trembled. "I don't want her to feel closer to you because she doesn't want to feel close to me, you know? I'm working really hard to not be my mother, and if that would all be for nothing, I'd just be devastated." She felt Chuck wipe a tear off her cheek, and leaned into his touch. "I know I'm being stupid. I'm glad Evie loves you."
"Hey, hey, hey," Chuck interrupted, softy kissing Blair's nose. "You are not stupid, and I understand what you're saying. I had a fucked up parental unit, too, remember?" When Blair nodded, he continued. "You're the perfect mother, Blair – nothing like Eleanor – and I'm so proud of you." He sat back on the bed, and revealed the Tiffany's box, laughing when Blair gasped loudly. "You do so much for the both of us, and I just needed to show our appreciation for it."
Blair took the box, and smiled brightly at the small name card that read:
"For: Blair a.k.a. Mommy
From: Chuck and Evelyn"
She took the top off of the box, and gasped at what was inside. "Oh…Chuck, it's beautiful," she said, taking the white gold charm bracelet from the box. There were two delicate charms already hanging from it.
Chuck reached out to point at the first one that was a small "e" with small garnets lined around it. "This one is from Evelyn. It's lined with her birthstone, and this one," he said, pointing to the small charm that had overlapping diamond rings that read "CB" on one, and "BC" on the other. "This from me, and it's a reminder that your husband loves you, and that no matter what, we'll always be Chuck and Blair, Blair and Chuck."
Happy tears fell from Blair's eyes, and she lunged herself forward to kiss her husband. "Oh, I love you so much," she cried between kisses. "If only it were four weeks from now, I'd show you just how much."
"Well, why don't we ask Lilly and Rufus to watch Evelyn tonight, so that I can take you out to Butter for dinner?"
Blair pulled back to look at her husband sternly. "Chuck, she's two weeks old. I'm nursing her every two hours."
"So pump a few bottles. We won't stay out late," Chuck answered with another heated kiss.
"But…I've never left her before, and I'm still fat from all this baby weight," she complained, looking down at herself.
Chuck placed both hands on Blair's face, and looked at her seriously. "You're not fat in the slightest – you're beautiful, and sexy, and you're going to go crazy sitting inside for much longer, Blair. I can see it in your eyes." He pulled back to stand up, and pull her with him. "Go get ready, now. We'll be gone three hours, tops. I promise."
Blair gave him a deep scowl, but was obviously considering it. After a few seconds of silence, she caved. "Fine, but only three hours, and you have to promise that tomorrow, you'll take a day off so that we can go out together as a family for Evie's first outing."
Chuck smirked widely. "Actually, I can take you two to work with me tomorrow because I'll be spending the day helping Jenny at JHumphrey Designs. You can help her with the interior designs."
Blair smiled brightly, and then rushed to the bathroom. "Ok. I'm going to get ready. You go call your step-mother."
XOXOXOXO
"Oh Jenny," Nate called sweetly into the quiet store.
"Back here," she answered distractedly from the back room. When she looked up from her desk to see him standing in front of her with a Tiffany's box held out, she smiled brightly. "I'm just finishing up these directions for the new girl, Alexis. She'll be one of the girls working on sewing the clothes that are ordered. I'm just drawing up some of the measurement." Jenny looked at the clock on her phone realizing that she'd been at it for four hours already. "Monday, I'll be talking to a few models about being the face of JHumphrey Designs." She was rattling off all that she needed to get done. Starting a clothing line was certainly proving to be stressful.
"How is the new assistant doing," Nate asked, sitting down across from her.
"Stacie is going great," Jenny answered happily. "She's been helping me find employees, and with the interior designs. I think she'll work out perfectly while I'm away having the babies."
Nate nodded in approval, and then placed the Tiffany's box on her desk. "Why don't you take a little break from your rise to success, and check out this little gift I got you?"
Jenny quickly dropped her pen, and reached for the box eagerly.
He eyed her carefully as she opened the box to reveal a simple white gold ring with small diamonds sprinkled around the band. "Nate…," she started hesitantly. "Is this-?"
"It's a promise ring," he interrupted, reaching out to take it from the box. "I know it probably seems stupid or something, but I know that you're still young, and busy, and we need more time to just be a couple, but I want you to know that I do love you, and I'm planning on marrying you. One day…when you're ready." Nate held ring out for her to take, but only if she wanted it.
Jenny smiled brightly, and put her left hand out in front of her. "Put it on me," she whispered, admiring the beautiful ring and the loving look in his eyes. When he did, she got up, and walked around the desk to kiss her boyfriend. "I love you, too, and I agree with all of what you said. Let's just spend our time loving each other, and working on raising the twins. The rest of it can come to us…one day."
"One day," Nate agreed with a smile and a nod before pulling his girl in for another kiss.
XOXOXOXO
"Don't forget that she needs to have a bottle in an hour, and it has to be warmed on the stove, not in the microwave," Blair said, showing Lilly and Rufus the bottles before placing them in the refrigerator. She led them into the foyer, where Chuck had been standing patiently for the last ten minutes.
Chuck stepped forward to place a hand on her lower back. "Blair," he spoke softly. "We have reservations."
Blair smiled, but the corners of her mouth didn't rise to their normal height. She was nervous. "I know, dear. I'm coming." She and Chuck stepped up to Lilly's side, and each kissed Evelyn's cheeks softly. When Blair pulled back, her eyes were comically wide. "Oh! I just remembered – she really likes lying on her tummy, and looking around. Her special purple blanket for 'tummy time' is in the living room," she continued while Chuck pulled her struggling form into the elevator, and the older couple smiled reassuringly. "She doesn't like lying there for too long, though, so limit 'tummy time' to about ten –"
"Blair," Chuck finally interrupted before forcing her hand away from the elevator door sensors. "Wave goodbye – we're leaving now."
Tears rose to her eyes, but she stepped away from the doorway. "I love you, Evie," she called – her voice breaking slightly before the door closed. "Oh, Chuck. Do you think we're doing the wrong thing, here? She's not even a month old."
Chuck wrapped an arm around his wife, pulling her flush against his side while they walked out to their waiting limo. "Blair, baby…we're only going to dinner for a few hours, and you haven't left the house once since Evie was born. Enjoy this, ok?" They slid into the limo, and relaxed into the leather seats as it began moving – Chuck a little more than Blair, obviously. "It's not like we're abandoning her, and we'll call every hour. I promise."
Blair smiled, and nodded before taking Chuck's hand. "Well, I guess it does feel pretty good to get out of the house for a while," she relented.
"Good," Chuck answered, leaning over to run his lips from her shoulder to her neck. "We needed a few hours to ourselves, too." He brought a hand up to each side of her face, and then pulled her in for a kiss.
"Mm," Blair moaned against his lips before pulling back a little. "Chuck, don't get your-self all hot and bothered. We still have four weeks."
Chuck pulled back all the way, breathing heavily. "Yeah, you're right," he nodded – trying to convince himself more than her. He closed his eyes, and tried focusing on something that wasn't a turn on, which was pretty hard to do considering he is Chuck Bass, and Chuck Bass gets turned on by practically everything.
"But," Blair added out of nowhere, causing Chuck's eyes to fly open, and turn to her pleadingly. "Maybe if you're a very good boy tonight," she breathed tauntingly against his neck, the car slowing to a stop. "I'll find some way to take care of that for you," she accented with a soft squeeze to his favorite – and very hard – appendage before turning her back and sliding out of the now parked vehicle.
Chuck sat there with his mouth hanging open in shock, and his breathing uneven. "Oh. my. God," he whispered to himself before climbing out after Blair, hoping no one noticed the "situation" in his pants. "This girl will be the death of me."
XOXOXOXO
Dan and Vanessa stood in the middle of their bedroom viewing their handiwork. The walls were a light aquamarine, which made the aquamarine in their new bedding and curtains stand out, and their dark IKEA furniture made the chocolate color in their bedding and curtains stand out, too.
Dan put his arm around his girlfriend, then leaned down to kiss her temple. "You did a great job picking all this out."
Vanessa turned her head to catch his next kiss. "Thanks, baby." Her facial expression became very concentrated as if she was thinking extra hard. "Tomorrow, I think I'm going to start on Dylan's bathroom, which will be rainforest themed like his bedroom, and then our bathroom. I think deep maroons and golds are a good idea," Vanessa spoke, waving her hands around very animatedly, which Dan considered extremely adorable. When she didn't get any feedback – only a few moments of silence – she turned towards him to wrap her arms around his neck. "What do you think, Dan?"
Dan chuckled, and then pressed his lips to hers. "I think that tomorrow is Friday – my day off – and we should go down to the store to see Jenny." He quickly kissed her lips again, swallowing the complaints he just knew were on the tip of her tongue before pulling back. "I'm also thinking that I'll hire someone to paint the walls while we're out. I don't like you being around the fumes."
"Mm," Vanessa hummed against his lips. "You're so good to me, baby," she said, reaching down to slowly lower his blue and white plaid boxers. "That really turns me on," she mumbled, but in truth, when was she not turned on lately? Vanessa dragged her lips down the left side of his neck, and then across his bare shoulders before lifting her arms for him to drag her barely-there garments from her body.
"Well," Dan started, shuttering at the feel of her hands running down his chest and stomach before finally reaching his manhood. "Isn't that convenient," he joked, thrusting into her warm hand unconsciously. After a few minutes, he bent down to pick her up before lying her on edge of their newly decorated bed.
"Oh, Dan," Vanessa moaned when she felt him step between her spread thighs to press the tip of his sex against her entrance. She suddenly followed through on the urge to rake her nails across his muscular stomach, a huge smile playing on her features when it elicited a gasp.
In one quick thrust, Dan buried himself to the hilt. "Oh God," he groaned, pulling all the way out just to be able to do it again.
Vanessa's back arched off the bed, her legs wrapping around Dan's hips of their own accord, urging him on. She moaned loudly when Dan picked up his pace, already catapulting her towards the edge. "Mm, oh, Dan…Dan, I love you so much."
Dan thrust his hips with abandon, throwing his head back, and loving the feel over her walls fluttering around his length while that familiar pulling feeling began in his groin. "I love you, too, Vanessa," he panted softly, and if she hadn't been listening intently, she wouldn't have been able to hear it over their heavy breathing. "I feel you getting close, baby. Just let go," Dan groaned, lifting her legs a little higher, hitting that special spot she loved.
"Not without you, baby," she spoke breathlessly.
"I'm almost there. Just let go," Dan breathed harshly before pressing his thumb to her swollen bundle of nerves, and thrusting even faster – harder. "Oh," Vanessa cried out to the ceiling, suddenly feeling tears spring up into her vision. "Oh, Dan! Oh, baby…don't stop," she groaned deep within her throat just a half a second before letting go. Her vision blurred, her breaths came out in loud pants, and her mouth opened in a silent scream. She only noticed that Dan had climaxed when he collapsed beside her just as the haze faded, and said the one thing she least expected.
"Marry me," he breathed heavily against the side of her face. He hadn't been planning it, hell, he hadn't even known he'd wanted it until that very moment. Even with sweat dripping from her body, her hair standing on its ends, her large pregnant belly sticking straight into the hair, and her breaths coming out heavily and choked – Vanessa Abrams was the most beautiful sight Dan Humphrey had ever seen.
And without even having to think about it, she turned her head to face him and whispered "yes."
XOXOXOXO
"Oh, no, sir," Blair spoke politely to their waiter who'd just presented them with the restaurant's best wine. "I won't be having any alcohol tonight. I'll just have an ice water with lime."
Chuck smiled across the table, almost forgetting that it was his turn to order his drink before Blair waved him out of his happy daze. "Oh, sorry. I'll have the same." After the man left, Chuck reached across the table to take his slightly distressed wife's hand. "Can you at least try to enjoy this?"
Blair's mouth fell open in shock at first, but then she realized something. "I'm sorry," she spoke, brought his hand to her mouth, and kissed the back. "You're right. We did need a little alone time and I am extremely grateful to be out of the house. I'm just afraid of missing even one moment."
Chuck chuckled softly before squeezing Blair's hand reassuringly. "Now you know how I feel every day at the office, but hey – at least we know that we're definitely better parents than our own. Do you think Eleanor or Bart worried about missing our first when we were babies? Hell, Bart went away to Tokyo on 'business' for my entire first month."
Blair shook her head at the thought. "I don't understand how they lived with themselves. I miss Evie when she's only napping in the next room. I don't know if I even want college anymore at this point."
Chuck furrowed his brow in slight concern. "But college was your dream, Blair. I thought you wanted to go to school this summer to be a lawyer, like your father. That was all part of your dream."
"And be away from Evelyn all the time while working on case after case like Daddy did?" Blair looked down at the table, shaking her head slightly. "I want to be these for my child as she grows. I don't want to one day pass away, and have that be what they remember most…me being gone all the time."
"Well, what if you just…changed your major to something else that you'd love, but wouldn't take you away all the time?" Chuck knew that Blair was going stir crazy in the Penthouse, and he also knew that she loved school, and she loved to study. He'd even caught her in his home office, working on some spreadsheets recently. He wasn't trying to push her out of their home, and she knew that. Chuck just didn't want Blair to wake up one morning, and regret not living out her dreams. He'd hate life if that happened.
"Well," Blair began after ordering her meal with the waiter returned. "I have to admit that I am pretty interested in Public Relations. Getting a degree to plan weddings, and events, which is something I love to do anyway could be a lot of fun." She looked down at the table as if shy or ashamed.
Chuck squeezed her hand in reassurance. "I think that's a great idea. With all of the event planning you've done over the years, how did we not think of this before?" He paused to tap a finger under her chin. When Blair brought her gaze back up to meet his, he continued. "You know that I'd do anything to make you happy. I think that you should do this. You can even start a business in the field, while taking classes here and there at NYU to get your degree."
Blair nodded, and smiled widely when she began really considering it. "That's a great idea. I can just take a few online classes in the summer to start, and then maybe take a few early morning classes during the weeks in the fall. I won't be away from Evelyn much, and she can come to work with me."
"Exactly," Chuck agreed while taking a bite of his meal. "See, Blair. You can still live out your dreams, and be a great mother at the same time. We'll make it happen." He sat back in his chair for a moment, as if deep in thought before leaning towards her again. "This is your element, baby. I just know it."
XOXOXOXO
"Where's our baby girl," Blair cooed in a quiet voice when they stepped off of the elevator two hours later – as promised by Chuck.
"Right in here, dear," Lilly called from the nursery.
Chuck and Blair practically broke out into a sprint to get there. They'd figured Evie would be asleep when they returned, but if Lilly wasn't whispering, that definitely wasn't the case. The two excitedly walked into the pastel nursery to find Lilly pulling Evelyn's little arms into the sleeves of a purple nightgown (obviously one Chuck had picked out).
"Mommy and daddy are home, Evelyn," Rufus said from the rocking chair when he noticed the couple in the doorway.
"She just had her bath," Lilly spoke fondly. She swaddled the infant in a thick, white baby blanket, and then spun around to face Chuck and Blair. "I know that it's late, but we simply couldn't resist a little extra time with her before putting her to bed."
"Oh, that's fine," Blair said, reaching out to take the dark-eyed baby from her step-mother-in-law. She quickly snuggled Evie close to her chest, and placed soft kisses upon her head. "I was hoping to spend a little time with her before she slept anyway."
"Thank you both for watching her," Chuck added before reaching out to hug Lilly, and then quickly going over to shake Rufus' hand. "Did she cry at all?"
"Only when she first work from her nap," Lilly answered. "We had a lovely time together, though."
"So did we," Blair said, leaning her head against Chuck's shoulder. "Thank you again."
"It was really no problem," Rufus answered while taking Lilly's hand. "Well, we'll go now and let the two of you get some rest. I'm sure you need it." He nodded at Blair knowingly, who was already shutting her eyes against Chuck's side.
"Yes, and we'll be glad to watch her anytime," Lilly called before disappearing into the hall.
Blair instantly pulled away from Chuck, and walked to the rocking chair. "You walk them out while I feed the baby," she whispered to her husband, already unbuttoning her shirt.
Chuck nodded, and did as she said. When he returned, he smiled instantly at the sound of Evelyn's quiet humming. He leaned up against the crib, and watched as she cuddled up closer to Blair every so often. "You know, we should get another chair so that I can sit and watch you do this," he whispered with a smirk.
Blair chuckled quietly, shaking her head. "Chuck, I'm feeding your child. There isn't anything hot about it."
"No, but it's kind of amazing, and the humming noise she makes is pretty cute," he amended, reaching out to glide the back of a finger across their daughter's cheek.
Blair smiled, and nodded in agreement. She finally stood from the chair after a few minutes, and quietly placed Evelyn inside her crib. She and Chuck stood and watched her move her head around until it was in just the right position before falling fast asleep.
High maintenance - just like her parents.
When they stepped into their bedroom and began dressing for bed, Chuck pulled on his pajama bottoms – no top – and sat quietly their bed watching as Blair pulled a nightgown over her frame before moisturizing her legs. "You're beautiful," he voiced his thoughts aloud.
Blair smiled slightly, and then set the bottle of lotion on the vanity. She took a few calculated steps towards Chuck, shooting him a look that screamed "on the prowl," and then spoke with a voice laden with lust. "Have you forgotten that a certain favorite activity of ours is off limits for another four weeks, Chuck?" She reached out to run the tip of her fingernails along the waistband of his pants, smirking devilishly when he gasped.
Chuck breathed in deeply, and then out slowly, trying desperately to calm his awakening arousal, but after their eventful limo ride earlier in the night, he couldn't seem to help it. "No," Chuck finally answered breathily. "I certainly have not forgotten, dear. February 25th is circled in red on my calendar."
"Aww, baby," Blair cooed, lowering herself to her knees between his knees. She continued playing her nails across Chuck's lower abdomen while looking up at him seductively. "Do you remember what I promised earlier?" She grasped the top of his pants then, quickly pulled them down to his ankles once he lifted his lower half to help.
Chuck kicked them away without being told, nodding his head to answer her question because he didn't trust his voice at the moment. He groaned loudly when Blair's warm hand suddenly grasped him tightly.
"I think you've been a good boy tonight, don't you agree, dear," she asked, making sure her mouth was close enough for Chuck to feel her breath across his member. Without another thought, Blair leaned in, and took the tip into her mouth.
"Oh…God…yes," Chuck moaned, throwing his eyes to their bedroom ceiling. His mouth fell open, and remained that way, especially when he looked down to see almost his entire length disappearing into his wife's mouth.
"Hmm," Blair hummed around him, knowing that it sent shivers through his body. When she felt Chuck's hand begin massaging her chocolate curls, Blair urged herself to move down his entire length, her nose touching his pelvis, before staying right there.
Chuck moaned loudly, feeling Blair's throat muscles working around him. "Blair…Blair…you're so…fucking…amazing," he spoke between deep pants of breath. "Ooh, I…love you…so much, baby." He closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of just teetering on the edge.
"Hmm," Blair continued to hum around him before reaching out to run her nails down his inner thighs a few times while beginning to bob her head again.
Chuck's upper body fell back onto the bed when about a thousand different feelings hit him at once. "Fuck, Blair," was her only warning before he emptied himself into her mouth, groaning the entire time.
Once she's finally pumped him clean, and pulled away, Blair laughed aloud at the sight of her husband, the Great Chuck Bass, collapsed back onto their bed, breathing heavily. She walked into their bathroom and finished getting ready for bed – as if she hadn't just delivered Chuck the most mind-numbing orgasm he'd ever had.
"Come here, baby," Chuck called, reaching out for his wife when she reappeared in the doorway. He'd only moved as far as the pillows, and was still breathing heavily and blinking wildly. When Blair settled herself against his side, he reached over to shut off their lamp. "We need a clapper light."
Blair laughed loudly, scooting closer to kiss his cheek. "Did I really wear you out that bad, Bass," she asked playfully.
"Hell yes," Chuck answered quickly, turning onto his side, and pulling her even closer. He settled his chin on top of Blair's head, and tangled his legs with hers so that no room was left between them. He kissed the top of her head before whispering, "go to sleep, Blair. You're tired."
It only took her a few seconds to do just that, which showed him just how exhausted she was.
XOXOXOXO
"Are you afraid of, you know, giving birth," Nate asked later in the night. He and Jenny were settled on the couch in the apartment above the store. As time ticked closer to the end of her pregnancy, Rufus seemed more and more OK with them spending so much time together – alone. He was already considering signing Emancipation papers for her, so that she could live on her own in the apartment. She was almost seventeen, and becoming a mother soon. These were special circumstances.
"Yes and no," Jenny answered, leaning back into Nate's chest. She grabbed both of his hands, and placed them on her large belly. "I mean, I always hear about all the pain, and that scares me, but Blair said that once the baby is out, the pain is worth it." She moved one of Nate's hands to a specific part of her belly where a baby was kicking especially hard. "I just have to go through it twice in a row, and that's even scarier."
Nate craned his neck forward and kissed her neck. "That's understandable. I'm afraid, and it's not even me that'll be in labor, but you're strong. You'll do great."
"Thanks," Jenny answered with a smile. "You'll be there with me, right," she asked hesitantly, not wanting to make him feel obligated, but really wanting him there at the same time.
Nate chuckled, and hugged Jenny a little tighter to him. "Of course…as long as you'll allow me."
"I'll allow you," she answered right away. "Um, what about Vanessa? Are you going to be in the room when she has Dylan?"
Nate cleared his throat, and shook his head. "I'll be in the waiting room. Vanessa and I talked about it, and she'd rather it just be Dan in the room with her. I understand that, though. She should be as calm and comfortable as possible for that. I'll be right outside, though."
"You're going to be such a good daddy," Jenny admired, leaning up to kiss his chin softly.
"I can't wait," Nate answered sincerely, rubbing his hands across their active babies in her belly.
XOXOXOXO
Chuck heard her stirring at four o'clock. Blair had already been up with her at one, and had been so tired, she'd nursed while lying on her side in their bed, falling asleep almost immediately after. Chuck had gotten up to put Evie back in the crib while Blair remained completely zonked out. Now, at 4AM, Evelyn was kicking and stirring, obviously about to let out a loud scream momentarily.
She was already just like her parents. Princess of the Bass household, and if people didn't meet her needs, Evelyn Misty Bass was going to let them know about her displeasure. It was adorable…usually.
Chuck turned to look at his wife, who was completely exhausted, but was always trying to shrug it off as if it wasn't a big deal. He knew that the baby need to eat – obviously – and that Blair was the only one with the power to do it. He just wished that he could help her out a little more. Chuck finally rolled out of the bed, figuring that he'd at least help Blair out by bringing the baby to her. When he was halfway to the nursery, however, he remembered the bottles Blair had pumped before they'd gone out earlier that evening. He smiled to himself as he opened the door to the baby's room, and quietly padded inside.
Evelyn was stirring around, still getting increasingly pissed off about not having her food right there, right that second, making sucking noises at the ceiling while she waited for someone to come and get her. All of her movement stopped when the room suddenly flooded with a dim light, courtesy of the lamp by the door. Her piercing dark stare – the one thing that was a spitting image of her father's and not her mother's – searched the air space above her for whomever had so kindly saved her from her hunger.
"Evie," Chuck whispered, a warm smile gracing his features the second he held the baby in his arms. "Daddy's going to feed you this time, baby girl," he said, taking her to the changing table. "Mommy's tired," he explained, chuckling whenever Evelyn looked at him, eyes wide, as if she understood every word.
She kicked her little feet around the second she had a dry diaper on, making little humming noises that were not quite baby talk.
Chuck lifted the infant back up into his arms, and began walking toward the kitchen. "Are you hungry, Evelyn," he asked with a soft laugh when she began sucking at his neck and then her hand. He stood by the stove, rocking and talking to his daughter softly while the bottle heated. "4AM snacks are the best, Evie, I know," he laughed when she practically attack the bottle as soon as it touched her mouth. Chuck settled himself on the sofa in the living room, and watched as his daughter cuddled closer into him while he fed her.
Evie hummed while she drank, and stared up at her father in wide-eyed wonder. She'd never been fed by him before.
Chuck realized what Blair had meant when she said that this feeding time was her favorite bonding time with Evelyn. Even when she'd finished eating, he continued sitting there, just looking at her. No one had ever told Chuck that it was possible to love anyone as much as he did Blair and Evelyn. He could swear his head could be seen jumping in his chest every time he so much as looked at them. Finally, after trading piercing stares with his two-week-old daughter, Chuck settled her tiny body against his chest, and leaned back into the sofa. He'd let her sleep here for now. He wasn't ready to put her back to bed just yet.
XOXOXOXO
Blair awoke with a start at 9:30 the next morning, and rushed to the nursery as quickly as she could. Her eyes grew wide when she found it empty. "What the hell is going on here," she murmured before straight up running down to the kitchen. Relief and happiness kicked in when she found Chuck in the kitchen…cooking...and Evie in her bouncy seat on the counter next to him. She stood in the doorway confused.
"Say good morning to mommy, Evelyn," Chuck cooed at the infant while cutting up an apple, and then stirring whatever was in the pot on the stove.
Blair, finally finding her voice and motor skills, walked in their direction. "Hi baby girl. What have you been eating all morning," she asked, giving Chuck a pointed look. "And since when does your daddy cook?"
"I gave Helen the day off since we're going out, Evie's been drinking the bottle you pumped last night, and I can follow the directions on a box of oatmeal, dear," Chuck listed off pleasantly. He turned his head to kiss Blair's cheek before looking at their daughter and speaking in a voice that was so not Chuck Bass, "we were just letting mommy sleep, weren't we?"
"And mommy is very grateful, Evelyn," Blair answered sweetly, learning up to kiss Chuck's lips before taking the knife and fruit from his hands. "You work the stove; I'll cut the fruit." She moved the cutting board down the counter, to the other side of Evelyn.
And the two set out, cooking themselves their first family breakfast.
XOXOXOXO
"Vanessa," Jenny squealed at her friend when she notice her and Dan entering the store. The very pregnant duo waddled quickly toward each other while Nate and Dan chuckled about it. "My dad told me the news! We're going to be sisters," she exclaimed. The two would have jumped up and down if their bellies had allowed it.
"How are the babies doing," Vanessa asked, reaching out to rub Jenny's belly.
"The doctor says that they're great, but that I need to rest more," Jenny answered before poking her finger into Vanessa's shoulder. "Don't change the subject, where's your ring," she asked as the front door dinged.
"Ring? What ring," Blair asked as she pushed a very bundled up Evelyn in a purple stroller into the room, Chuck following closely behind with a purple diaper bag. Both of these were obviously items picked out by Chuck Bass himself.
"Dan asked me to marry him last night," Vanessa answered happily as she walked over to look into the stroller. "I don't have a ring yet because it was very spur of the moment, and oh my gosh! Evie is getting so big already!"
Blair nodded her agreement, looking down at her sleeping daughter affectionately. "She's already gained three pounds! We weighed her yesterday." She reached out to hug Vanessa. "Congratulations! You have to let me plan the wedding! Chuck's going to help me start a wedding and events planning business. This would be perfect!"
"And let me design the clothes," Jenny added excitedly.
"Yes, and yes," Vanessa laughed. She hugged them both again – just got the heck of it. "I'm thinking a summer time wedding. That way Dylan will be here, and I will have lost all the baby weight."
"Great idea," both Jenny and Blair agreed, rubbing their bellies for good measure.
All three of the men in the room chuckled because the girls were being ridiculous. They weren't fat.
"Eh," Vanessa shrugged, waving her hand through the air. "We'll start planning later." She patted her growing belly. "I still have a home to decorate, and a baby to give birth to."
Every head in the room nodded along.
"Blair," Jenny cut in – having just thought of something. "Since you're looking for events to plan, how about a fashion show?"
Blair's eyes widened comically, and she shouted "yes" before her gaze shot to Chuck's.
Yes…this was definitely her element.
A/N - What did you guys think?? I hope you all liked it!!
Now - I've been thinking about doing a fanfic of CB "drabbles" in addition to this one. When/if you review, please tell me what you all think of that, and also leave suggestions for what you'd like to see in the "drabbles." I won't discontinue "Woah, Baby!" though! This story is still going to be my top priority! Let me know!
ALSO - I am a beta now!! :) If any of you are interested, PM me and let me know! :)
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