Ahh! So, a few people liked it :) This makes me verrrrrry very happy! I hope you enjoy this chapter. I'll be posting Chapter Three whenever I get home from soccer practice tomorrow. Of course, review if you'd like :) Constructive criticism is welcomed and appreciated: be as harsh as you'd like. Also also: I'm still looking for a beta! I meant to get this out yesterday but I spent seven hours doing my Christmas shopping. I got sidetracked while looking for one of Blair's future outfits _
Anyways...this is quite a bit longer than yesterdays chapter. But, I'll admit, that's because I enjoy writing smut way too much.
Also: CooranBong is a type of Australian vodka :)

WARNING: This chapter contains smut, and a lot of it. You could probably just scroll down past it if reading that sort of stuff makes you uncomfortable.

Gossip Girl here, your one and only source into the scandalous lives of Manhattan's élite.
Word has it that Queen B got her fairytale wish tonight, as pictures flooded in of Chuck Bass on hand and knee. What's the reason for such a young proposal, Chuck? I smell a scandal.
Scroll down below to watch the proposal of the twenty-first century.
You know you love me.
XOXO
Gossip Girl
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"Are you sure you don't mind me leaving, B? I don't mind staying." Serena said, frantically trying to get ready.
"Of course. You and Humphrey have things to work out. I'll stay with Chuck." she said, pretending not to be excited.
"Thank you so much, B! I'll be back around five. Congrats to you and Chuck, by the way." Serena blew her a goodbye kiss before walking out. Blair blew her one in return and went to dig through Serena's lingerie- surely, she had something Blair could stun Chuck with.
Ah, perfect! She found a dark red lingerie set, trimmed with black lace. She threw a short black silk robe over it, pulled her hair back into a messy ponytail, and made her way to Chuck's room.
She rapped lightly on the door, hoping she looked good.
He opened the door, clad in a pair of black silk boxers and a raised eyebrow.
"Did I catch you at a bad time?" she asked innocently.
"Not at all. I was just about to take a bath. Would you care to join me?" he smirked, allowing her into his bedroom. She didn't miss the subtle sound of the lock click!ing when he shut the door.
"Mm...a bath might be nice." she said, catching him off guard. After months of nearly begging her to sleep with him, she was finally consenting to a bubble bath? What the hell, Blair? She took the ponytail holder out her hair and shook it around, giving her a look that Chuck had a hard time resisting. Her scent- vanilla and lavender, as always- surrounded him as she freed her hair from its restraint.
"Very well. A drink?" he asked, walking over to his personal liquor cabinet. You know, most parents frown, or at least PRETEND to disapprove of teenage drinking. But not Bart Bass- he gave Chuck liquor for Christmas, birthdays, and even Easter.
"CooranBong, if you still have it." she said, casually untying the robe's belt as she walked into his personal bathroom to light candles.
Chuck strutted proudly into the bathroom. He sat their drinks on the corner by a candle, stripped, and stepped into the warm water. Bubbles came up to his navel. Blair stood clothed, looking Chuck straight in the eye as she stripped. She stepped delicately into the tub, opposite of Chuck. She handed him his drink, a mischievous look in her eye. Chuck took a sip of his whiskey before speaking.
"I believe you had something to tell me, Waldorf."
"I did, actually. But I think I'll make you work for it." she teased, letting her foot run up and down his calve. He shuddered slightly, feeling the blood rush to his lower head.
"And how do you propose that I do that?" he asked through clenched teeth.
"You'll think of something. This water is a little warm. Mind if I cool off for a few seconds?" she asked. What was she up to? He nodded, giving her permission. Her eyes never left him as she positioned her shoulder under the water faucet while she turned on the cold water. She arched her back- Oh. OH. That was her plan. Crafty little vixen! He watched as the cold water cascaded down her pale skin, over her chest, and into the water. She quickly turned it off, but not quick enough- exactly as she had planned. Her nipples stood painfully erect, aching to be touched. She gave a quick shiver as she moved towards Chuck. She lay against his chest, pulling his arms around her waist.
"Too cold." she whispered. He was trying very hard - pardon the pun - to keep his erection as far away from her as possible, which was a difficult task. The bottom of her perky little breasts rested lightly on the top of his hands.
"Blair..." he growled into her ear. He pressed his erection in her back as he lightly nipped her shoulder.
"Have a little problem, Chuck?" her obvious pleasure in exciting him leaked through her voice.
"If I remember correctly, princess," he whispered, letting his fingers drum on her hipbone, "little was not one of the words you used to describe my problem, as you put it." he slipped one finger inside of her, probing gently at first. A moan escaped her lips, far before she wanted it to. Oh, the game was on. Her hips worked with his fingers as she vocally encouraged him- "Faster!" "More! Ah, Chuck!"
Her moans were incomprehensible. He was ready to pull her on top of his lap and have her right there - a new experience for them both - but was stopped by Blair.
"Not here Chuck..." she moaned, her climax building. He abruptly pulled his fingers out of her and entwined one hand in her hair.
"I need you, Blair. If not here, then where?" he hissed. His erection was almost painful, now.
"Your bed, take me to your bed." she breathed, disappointed by the sudden lack of activity in her lower regions. He gave a small, aggravated sigh before picking her up and setting her out of the bath tub. She quickly dried herself the best she could as Chuck did the same. Attempting modesty, she fashioned a dress out of the plush towel. He grabbed her roughly by her wrist and nearly threw her on top of the bed, crawling on top of her. He planted hungry kisses all over her body as her tiny hands jerked him.
"Chuck...I need you." she whispered urgently, wanting physical satisfaction. Eager to give it to her, he slid one finger in, making sure she was properly ready for him. She felt so warm...
She spread her legs and hooked one around his waist.
"Go slow." she whispered as he entered her. She wanted it slow, eh? That's what she would get. He thrust in and out of her almost painfully slowly. The slower the thrust, the deeper he would penetrate her- and God, did it feel wonderful! The room was filled with cries of Ecstasy from the two. Chuck couldn't help but slightly quickening his pace. Blair could sense he was about to blow his load inside of her. She kissed him hard on the mouth and motioned for him to stop.
"Fuck!" he swore, stopping his thrusts. "What now, Waldorf?!"
"I want to be on top now." she whispered. He groaned- having a woman bucking her hips on him turned him on like nothing else. Blair had been too afraid to try it in the back of his limo when she was sixteen.
It was Chuck's turn to lay back and enjoy the view. Blair slammed herself down on his erect member, crying out happily- she came right there. He moaned as he felt her muscles contracting. He was almost there...
Blair bounced on him like a pro. Had she honestly been a virgin back then? God, she's good. Better than any of his other fucks.
"Chuck..." she whimpered.
"Yes?" he replied, close to cumming. She would send him over the edge in a matter of seconds.
"I love you." she moaned. Chuck inhaled sharply as the most intense orgasm he had experienced thus far rocked his body. Blair's reaction matched his. She shuddered on top of him, her muscles yet again contracting.
Not only was he physically satisfied, but now emotionally as well. She loved him. He could trust her now, couldn't he?
She collapsed lightly on his chest, and he wrapped his arms around her still somewhat shaky form. He showered her face and neck with kisses.
"I love you too, Blair." he replied, once he had removed himself from inside of her. The smile on her face was priceless. His hands found hers, and they shared an intimate kiss. This felt surreal to both of them. Carefully building up and maintaining their walls for years, just to have them crashing down tonight. Would they regret it? Only time could tell.
"Thank you." she told him, nuzzled into his chest.
"Any time." and he sincerely meant it.

He was almost asleep when her voice dragged him back to reality.
"When do we announce it to our families?" she wondered, her finger idly tracing patterns on his bare chest. He pulled her closer to him as he stretched.
"I'm sure they already know, Blair. Gossip travels fast in Manhattan." he chuckled lazily.
"Still, when should we actually announce it?" He rolled his eyes and kissed her cheek.
"We can tell them in the morning. Go to sleep." he whispered, smiling sleepily into her hair. His breath tickled her neck.
"I love you." he whispered.
"I love you too." she whispered before drifting into a peaceful sleep.

"Master Charles.." a tentative old male voice softly spoke. Chuck opened one eye, aggravated from being woken up.
"What?" he hissed.
"Your parents request your presence at brunch, as for Miss Blair's." he told Chuck, giving him a disapproving look before leaving the room. He groaned into the pillow, waking Blair up.
"Mm?"
"Brunch. Parents. Don't want to go." he said flatly. "I know what we could do instead..." he whispered into her ear, his fingers slowly traveling down her body.
"Chuck.." she giggled, pushing him off as he straddled her, kissing her face. She had never seen this side of Chuck Bass before- messy hair, shirtless, playful. Smiling... It was enjoyable.
"Fine." he huffed, rolling his eyes before getting out of bed.
"Meet you downstairs." she called as he walked into his closet. She wrapped her figure in a sheet, too lazy to find the lingerie that was discarded the night before. She smiled while remembering it. So, Dan was right. Having that other person return the words was the greatest feeling in the world.

"There you are." Serena said playfully, whistling as Blair closed the door. She let out a laugh and turned around. Serena sat on her bed, flipping through a magazine.
"Enjoy your night with Chuck?" as if she had to ask!
"Enjoy your night with Dan?" Blair's voice was thick with implication. "Chuck said we're supposed to go down and join them for brunch." she chatted happily. Serena sat back, amazed at this new Blair. No insults, and it had been over thirty seconds. Chuck was good for her.
"We are. One of the maids told me she thinks that they heard noise coming from Young Master Charles' room last night." she giggled, doing her best British accent as Blair continued getting dressed.
Blair blushed. "Let's go. Tell me about your night later. Let's go shopping when we're done with brunch."
"Sounds good. I believe you owe me quite a few details as well." she winked, linking arms with her best friend. They passed Chuck on their way down. Serena snickered as Blair gave a shy wave.

"Charles. Blair. Serena." Bart and Lily greeted, nodding at each of the teenagers, respectively. Eric sat at the table, prodding at his food, trying not to laugh. He probably heard everything last night.
Lily did not waste any time.
"I heard an interesting piece of information this morning, Blair, Chuck." she said, sipping her tea (which actually probably wasn't tea. More than likely, a good bit of gin. A woman like that could surely only function with a healthy level of alcohol in her system, right?)
"What's that, Lily?" Blair asked, putting on a 'blissfully unaware' expression.
She chuckled at the young brunette. Handling pressure like a true heiress.
"It appears that several people have been watching a video of my step-son proposing to you. I thought that surely," she added a forced chuckle, "my step-son would consult me before taking an action such as that."
"I'm a romantic, Lils, what can I say?" Chuck smirked. His father returned the smirk.
"Chuck had spoken to me about it briefly, Lilith. I understand that Serena had a hand in helping him choose a ring."
"And I was left out of all of this?" Yep, that smile was definitely forced.

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Gossip Girl here, your one and only source into the scandalous lives of Manhattan's élite.
Not all is calm in the House of Bass, girls and boys. Word has it that news of B's recent engagement to Chuck has (I had to correct myself on her last name. What is this, husband number eight? When can we expect the next one? Will there be a next husband?) in quite the mood. Will she come to terms with the happy couple's engagement? I'll keep you all posted..
You know you love me.
XOXO
Gossip Girl