A/N: And…for the other part in the season premiere. Please comment. =)

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"Welcome to Paris, Henry."

-Eva (4x01)

4x01—Complicated and Beautiful

"Chuck!" she squealed, running from his prying hands. She reached the other side of the Bass jet and found herself cornered against the bathroom door. She turned around and faced him. He was grinning like an idiot, entirely too pleased of himself. She sighed dramatically, though the dimples forming on her face told a completely different emotion. She made a half-hearted attempt to reach to feel behind her for the circular, quite too complicated handle on the door.

He reached around her waist and felt for her hand. Her heart felt like it was beating a million miles faster. He caught her wrist and brought it to his lips, kissing the inside softly. The sound of it was the only thing she could hear in the entire aircraft.

"We just did this," she breathed, her voice roughened with desire. Her eyes closed and she muffled a small moan when he bent his head to kiss her throat.

"I'm taking you to Paris, Waldorf," he said in between kisses. She shivered in his arms and a breath caught in her throat. "The least you can do is have sex with me twice in a row."

Her other hand moved around her hip and found the circular door handle, surprisingly easier to open this time. The door opened sooner than expected and they both fell through, landing on the tile floor. She was grateful for the luxury allowed to the Bass name then. From what she'd heard, commercial airplanes hardly offered a hole for its passengers to pee in. But she didn't have time to even shudder about that idea. Chuck was already undressing her. He kicked the door closed and heard as it locked automatically. He smirked against her.

"It responds to my touch," he told her. She decided now was not the best time to question him. She slid his unbuttoned shirt off his shoulders and down his arms. Her fingers threaded through his mussed hair going in all different directions.

"It's not the only thing," she muttered, gasping as his fingers grazed over her flat stomach to the soft skin on the inside of her thigh. He smirked against her and then ravaged her mouth again with his tongue. She bit his lip softly, simultaneously tugging at the hair at the nape of his neck. He grunted when he felt her slender fingers pushing his still unzipped pants down to his knees. He wouldn't have cared at that moment, but he was glad that no one else was on the plane but the pilots in the front of the plane. They were far from them. They couldn't hear how loud they were moaning.

"Blair," he breathed roughly against her. She sucked in a sharp breath and breathed out a loud moan. Then, he plunged into her and she was lost to her ecstasy.

"Welcome to Paris, Henry."

He focused back in on the beautiful blonde standing beside him. She smiled and he smiled back as she escorted him to her normal apartment where he would be starting a job the next day. No high-class. No ties or suits or sex in an oversized jet bathroom. Just a train ride and nightmares over all the woes he'd done and the greatest physical pain he'd ever experienced.

Definitely a different experience.

"Welcome to Paris, Bass," she murmured against him as she snuggled closely against his form on the plush carpet decorating the floor. Her brunette curls draped across his chest, his fingers splayed and moving across the curve of her back.

"Better than Tuscany?"

"Mmm," she turned her head into the curve of his neck, surprisingly not feeling a single pang of hurt from the mournful experience. "Much better." She yawned, still in perfect bliss. "…and incredibly satisfying." A smirk formed on both their lips. Her eyes flickered open and she looked at him.

"I love you," he said, looking down at her with all the love and admiration in her eyes that she'd always wondered was real or not.

"I'll never get sick of hearing that." Her eyes lit up. She noticed he was smiling but looking at her expectantly. She smiled. "I love you too."

He leaned down and kissed her. "Let's go see that Eiffel Tower," he murmured into her hair. Shivers shot through her. She nodded against him and threaded her fingers through his.

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A/N: You're welcome. Lol. Also, I saw the extended promo and am beyond psyched. This next episode is going to be amaaaaaaaaazing! *squeal* Please review. =)