Rude boy – In the classroom

Pairing: Chuck/Blair
Rating: T

The classroom was completely deserted, as Blair sat down with her school project, sighing in annoyance as she pulled up her text book. She must've sat there for hours, cause it was suddenly dark outside, the light of the moon the only thing keeping the room a little illuminated, she cursed as she stood, pulling out her earplugs – it was way past curfew, how was she supposed to get into her room? Suddenly she felt a pair of intense eyes burring into her back, she swallowed as she turned, meeting a pair of dark eyes and a smirk that could only belong to one person. Only one person could reach that level of superiority and smugness in one smirk. "Chuck – what are you doing here, you don't even have this class! How did you get in?" Blair got out, as she got over her initial shock, realizing the tall man was only wearing a pair of extremely tight leather pants – and, was that a paddle?
"I'm here because you've been a real naughty girl, Blair," He purred as he advanced on her, making her back up until the small of her back hit the teachers table, breath stuck in her throat. "All those naughty words you said to me yesterday, all those bad things you always go around sprouting, it's about time someone punished you," He growled as he loomed above her, like a lion above its prey, looking at her as if he was about to eat her. Blair swallowed thickly, once again, as she felt a light layer of sweat starting to spread.
"W-what?" she stuttered, leaning back as he leaned forward. His hands closed around the bottom of her light grey shirt, pulling it over her head and to her own surprise – she let him, his hands went around her, popping her bra open.
"See, Blair, you can be very nice, when you keep your mouth shut," He breathed huskily as he stepped fully into her, in between her legs, as his hands slipped from her back to sweep over her exposed flesh. "very nice indeed," he growled, squeezing tight –
"Blair, I asked you a question." The girl woke with a start and was meet with a pair of glaring eyes belonging to her teacher, Miss Evans. She blushed scarlet red; these dreams really had to stop! Fantasying about Chuck when she was with nice, presentable, Nate wouldn't do!

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Thank you all for the lovely comments! And as a reward, here's a little more Blair dreaming of Chuck ;)