Chapter 5
Even though they'd slept together again, Blair wasn't sure if she wanted to get back with Chuck again just yet officially, so they just interacted as subtly in public as possible. Still though anyone could tell there was an interesting vibe between the two of them nonetheless. A vibe that prompted many of their classmates to want them to be together, even if Chuck still seemed to spend most of his time using his game to chat up girls with varying degrees of success.
The school year progressed on, with various events, such as a luncheon with the representatives from several of the major Ivy League schools, however when Blair tried to make a speech that was supposed to embarrass Serena, Serena ended up turning it into a moment to make herself shine and even got the attention of one of a woman who was the chairwoman of the Psychology department at Brown and the leader of a local chapter of M.A.D.D. who wanted to use Serena as the poster child for their anti-substance abuse campaign.
Blair thought it was ridiculous to imagine party-girl Serena as the face of an anti-substance abuse campaign, especially since she'd had that incident with Pete Ferriman and was party-girl du jour in general, but somehow her California girl blonde good looks and sincere attitude had convinced the representatives at the luncheon that she'd changed. This frustrated Blair to no end since SHE was always the one who kept her nose relatively clean in public. She was the one who rarely got caught doing anything risque, yet Serena was the one getting rewarded because everyone thought she'd changed? Life was so unfair sometimes.
Still, Blair wasn't about to be deterred. She'd be the most popular girl in school herself and steal the thunder away from Serena, somehow. That was why when their History of English Literature teacher asked several students to make speeches in relation to a fund raising proposal to put a helicopter pad on top of the school, Blair was right up there giving her speech on why she thought it was a good idea. After her speech, Blair got a smattering of applause from the somewhat disinterested student body of their 5th period English Lit class, as suddenly Chuck took the stage and gave a speech against the helicopter pad, adding a sly business proposal for what he thought the money could be better used for...which when the teacher realized what he was suggesting caused her to interrupt.
"Thank you Charles for your rebuttal to the helicopter pad proposal...and your creative suggestions on how we should use the money instead. Now class, you may show your approval on who you thought won the debate." the teacher said as her comment was met with a smattering of applause only slightly more than Blair's. "All right class it seems that Charles has won the debate today. Congratulations Mr. Bass on your speech, although I don't think your suggestions would approved by the school board exactly. Still good effort. Now the class period's almost over so I'd like to remind you of the annual Christmas or Holiday recital to be held this year at the Waldorf Astoria with our sister schools. Recitations from various works of English Literature will garner you fifty extra credit points and also could serve as bolsters for your transcripts, so I would suggest many remember this when your quarterly grades are released." the teacher said as she reminded them of their homework assignments and so forth.
After school, Blair was back in her room at home, drinking a bottle of Dom Perignon and a bottle of Fruition Kiwi Passion fruit as she did her homework, but as she did so she became more drunk. They were supposedly reading the Canterbury Tales for English Literature class...but for some reason that always reminded Blair of Lady Chatterley's Lover, so she was reading that and was becoming more drunk and horny. Suddenly Lit class reminded her of Chuck Bass and his speech which she thought was great, especially when she pondered it in retrospect from her current drunken haze, and suddenly she felt bad that the teacher had shot him down like that. To show her solidarity towards Chuck, Blair decided to send him a video to tell him just how she felt, as she set the web cam on her computer to face directly at her bed and filmed herself. Once she was done, she added the video as an attachment in an email, and sent it to Chuck.
Chuck had a late night and came in from his usual nightly escapades to his favorite haunts to reluctantly check his email to see if Nelly Yuki, Dan Humphrey, or any of the other plebeian geeks he forced to do his homework had done their job and written his latest English paper, emailing him the links to where he could download it from. He flipped on his laptop and opened his email account to discover several new emails. One was his paper from one of his sources, several were spam, and one was from Blair. Curious to what Blair had sent him, he opened the email and downloaded the video, as he sat back and watched.
The Quicktime application whirred a few moments until the video started, which showed Blair kneeling on her bed in her peignoir with a marabou collar, as she breathily sighed into the camera.
" Hello Chuck...I just thought I'd you a video to let you know I was thinking of you. I'm sorry about what happened in class today...Ms. Hall can be such a bitch sometimes...wouldn't you agree? Ha ha...Ah I thought that your proposal for a clothing optional spa and student lounge was sooo...good...because I know you and I know what you like. I know how much you like champagne...and how much you like me...so I just thought I'd so you how much I like champagne...and I like me...and give you a taste of what you're missing..."
Blair drunkenly mused to the camera as in her attempt to be sexy, she opened her robe to first expose one young breast, then the other, as she opened her robe, giving brief glimpses of her entire young body in full frontal nudity...but only glimpses as she crawled around in front of the camera. She then went so far as to grab the champagne bottle, rub it along herself, pour champagne on her body and rub it into her skin, then taste it and herself as she drew the champagne bottle cork down her body and between her thighs, then stuck it in her mouth. Then she stuck the cork back in the bottle and slid the whole bottle between her thighs, seemingly making it disappear, as she moaned and said she wished it was him.
To Chuck Bass, that was one of the sexiest videos he'd seen and it turned him on almost immediately. It might not have been the wildest porno he'd ever seen, but considering the source, watching Blair Waldorf pleasure herself with a champagne bottle and moan his name instantly made him hard, he opened his own slacks and began to pleasure himself while watching the video over and over before he passing out on his bed. Then next morning, foolishly Chuck couldn't wait to share the video with somebody and since he knew his acquaintances at some of the other schools liked soft core, he sent it to them...and accidentally sent it to his father.
Once they got to school, a gossip girl blast suddenly came on: 'Hello kiddies...It appears drinks and videos don't mix. It looks like a certain Queen B of ours was getting nasty with a Champagne Bottle whilst thinking of another CB. Remember B, just because cork starts with a 'c' and ends with a 'k' doesn't mean it goes there...Or is this how you lost your V card B?...Don't try this at home kiddies...' Along with the clip was an abbreviated version of Blair doing a disappearing act with the neck of the champagne bottle as she mumbled "Chuck" over and over.
"Oh...my...gawd!" Blair shrieked as she saw the video and went scrambling away to hide, angry at Chuck and herself. Before she could hide though, some of the other girls accosted her and teased.
"Oh Blair, I never knew that's why you love champagne so much!" Kati said.
"Or is that who you finally lost it to Blair? Your favorite bottle of Crystal as you fantasize that it's Chuck Bass down there." Penelope chortled meanly.
"No no...I did lose it to Chuck once. Anyway that video was supposed to be for his eyes only...that's why I'm gonna kill the basstard!" Blair seethed as she started to plan.
"Well it looks like you won't have to wait long here comes Chuck now..." Is said as she glanced in the direction Chuck was sauntering over from.
"Hello girls...may I call you girls? And hello to you Blair...my video vixen..." Chuck saucily commented, his voice dripping with sexual innuendo as his gaze fell on Blair.
"Video vixen? Bass you have to explain to me how a video that was meant for your eyes only ended up on Gossip Girl!..." Blair fumed as she angrily whispered to Chuck.
Before Chuck could say anything, both Blair and Chuck were called to the headmaster's office where they were met with the school psychologist who seemed to want to talk with them about their issues, to which both were reluctant to admit that they had any problems. Somehow they sensed that their parents were around but never got to meet with them, even though they were just behind the door in another part of the office. After that the two teenagers separated for the rest of the day, with Blair leaving in a huff.
After school then, Chuck came over to see Blair and thank her for the video, apologized for releasing it to a few friends, but admitted he was proud of her seductive effort because it made her seem hot and hoped that the neck of a champagne bottle hadn't permanently replaced him. She laughed at that and said that a champagne bottle could never replace Chuck Bass, as she seductively stared at him. That's all it took for Chuck to be on her and in her at record speed, as he gave her reason to moan his name indeed...and remember that Chuck Bass felt and tasted so much better with champagne than a bottle cork. Oh yes whether it was pleasuring her with his fingers, his mouth, nose, or cock, any part of Chuck Bass was oh so much more pleasurable indeed.
~o~o~o~o~
The school year progressed then and somehow Blair was able to forgive Chuck for the video snafu after the gossip died down once the story about the kid at the pool house broke and they thought of another way to humiliate Serena.
"Hm...I don't know how she does it, but somehow S always gets the best perks. Popularity, athleticism, invitations to the best parties, and now her dorky boyfriend Dan to give credence to her change. She even has Nate still chasing after her! I can't believe her past has been glossed over the way it has. That's why I'm going to expose her for what she is...and her boyfriend too." Blair pondered once while hanging out with Chuck.
"Do you have any ideas on how you'll be able to accomplish that? I might have a few suggestions." Chuck mused.
"Well...I was thinking that I'd do to her what she did to me...steal her boyfriend from her! It'll be so much fun...if we set it up right." she mused aloud.
"Hm...tell me more." Chuck replied, as she did.
A few days later, there was a party at the house of one of their friends, where Blair decided to enact their plan to hurt her friend Serena a little bit, to get back at her for stealing her ex-boyfriend Nate and stealing her popularity at Constance Billiard...by seemingly stealing her boyfriend. The plan was simple enough, while they were at the party, Blair would distract Dan, roofie him a little, and set him up in a compromising situation with either herself or this chick she discovered was his 'best friend' Vanessa Abrams, have Serena catch them...and let the chips fall where they may.
So at ten o'clock the plan went into motion. Blair noticed that Dan and Serena came in together to the party and were chatting with people, playing Guitar Hero, and so forth. Eventually when Serena was distracted by Kati and Is, Blair approached Dan with a drink that had a little something extra, as she offered it to him slyly.
"Hm...I thought you looked thirsty, so here's a special drink all on the house lets say."
"Oh..uh...thanks. Though what do you want, Blair?" Dan asked skeptically.
"Oh nothing much...I just thought I saw something interesting over here. A first edition of The Old Man And The Sea...which I thought might interest you." she suggested.
"Oh really? All right, lead the way." he said as he followed her to the library already getting a little drowsy.
While they were in there Blair showed Dan the book, then around part of the library, until she realized the drugs she'd given him had begun to take effect, just as she heard Serena, Kati, and Is approach the doors to the library. Counting to three, Blair pulled an inebriated Dan Humphrey toward her and started to kiss him just as Serena came in the door.
"Dan...Blair? What are you doing?" Serena screamed as she came into the room.
"Oh...ow...unhand me you brute! Oh I guess you caught us! Dan followed me into the library...and he just couldn't keep his hands off me! You have quite the boyfriend, S! You better learn to keep an eye on him...you never know who he'll accost next." Blair yelped as she pushed Dan away and haughtily approached Serena.
"Coming from someone who dated Chuck Bass, I don't know if I believe you, B." Serena asked, as she turned to Dan and asked "Is this true, Dan?"
"I..." he stammered but was soon interrupted.
"Really, Serena, you're going to believe him over me? Anyway, how does it feel finding your boyfriend making out with someone else? Especially your best friend? Doesn't feel so good, huh?" Blair asked her.
"Of course it doesn't feel good. Wait a minute, is this still about Nate? I'm sorry about the Shepard Wedding...and last summer a year ago at Nate's beach party..." Serena went on.
"Well now its more than that. You came in and stole the power and influence I had over the student body at Constance and now everything is 'Serena Vander Woodsen' this and that...Plus I don't think you've changed as much as you claimed you had." Blair said angrily.
"Oh Blair I have changed for the better...but the one who seems to have changed for the worst is you!" Serena admonished Blair.
"Me? Unlikely! Once a party girl, always one. That's you S, right to a tee! Anyway I think you better get the whole story from your boyfriend's mouth...that is if he can be honest with you about his supposed 'best friend in the world' this girl named Vanessa Abrams..." Blair announced as she flounced out the door.
"Best friend in the world? You mean I'm not his best friend?" Serena gasped as she went to track down Dan who'd almost passed out on the sofa.
Blair meanwhile walked out of the party on her own and soon spotted a limo which she knew belonged to Chuck. He'd invited the group of them to an after party at a little club he'd opened up called Victrola. How he'd managed to trick his father into funding that, Blair didn't know, but at least Chuck had a place to release his creative energies. She was pondering that as the limo slid to a stop outside of the club, where she was greeted curbside by Chuck Bass himself.
"Blair...welcome to Victrola. Where's Nate and Serena and so forth?" Chuck asked as he smoothly greeted her with a kiss on the cheek.
"Not coming...or at least not with me. I haven't seen Nate all night and as far as Serena...Didn't you say this was a place to forget?" she said sternly frustrated as she breezed past Chuck.
"Mm...so your plan...Didn't go as planned?" Chuck inquired.
"I'll tell you inside." she replied as he followed her in.
Once they were inside seated in a circular booth right in front of the action, Chuck inquired silkily "Hm...so I take it that it wasn't total social destruction from mountain to shore?"
"Not quite. I did end up drugging Humphrey and started kissing him to make S believe he'd accosted me...but somehow she didn't believe it. She made some comment about 'Coming from someone who dated Chuck Bass, I don't believe you.' as if being with you lowers my integrity level. I don't know what she was going on about?" Blair tiredly sighed.
"She was just jealous that you outwitted her and didn't know how to respond." he mused.
"Jealous? Perhaps. Hm...are you jealous that I had to kiss Dan Humphrey?" she asked.
"No. Who you kiss is your choice. Same with me. Would you be jealous if I said that I made out with half the girls on stage?" he laughed as he glanced an eye towards the burlesque dancers.
"Those girls have nothing on me. I have moves too you know, Bass." she laughed.
"Indeed I do. Five hundred says you won't go up on stage and shake your ass for the crowd, especially since your little...video incident." he smirked, challenging her.
"And five hundred says I will. Watch my drink Bass, because I expect for you to pay up after this." Blair replied as she took the stage and Chuck sat back to watch in satisfaction.
Much to Chuck's bemused surprise, Blair was pretty good as a party girl, willing to do a bit of the old bump and grind on stage to the strip tease music that was playing in the background. And she didn't even have to be hypnotized, like Debbie Reynolds in a late 1960s movie he'd once caught on cable. Briefly Chuck toyed with the idea of suggesting to Blair that she could start her own act at his club, but then when the other people at the club began to throw catcalls at Blair, his perspective started to change and those old butterflies started coming back to him again.
Afterwards they hung out at Victrola a bit longer, until it was well past midnight, to which he invited to take her home in his limousine. They rode in the limo side by side in sleepy silence for awhile, until Blair mumbled to him "Thanks for the ride hun..." and he replied "You were incredible up there."
"Thanks...mm..." she mumbled as she slid over across the seat, intending to just lean on his shoulder and fall asleep, but instead the hypnotic look in his eyes and the seductive angles of his face...and that mouth of his...just drew Blair like a moth to a flame. So she kissed him and he kissed back, tenderly and sensuously. Kissing Chuck was like kissing a dream...he always tasted and felt so good.
Soon things escalated in a matter of seconds, leading her to beg him "Make love to me." To which he asked "Are you sure?" To which she replied with a leap of faith and a lot of hormones as she jumped on his lap and started to make out in earnest. Almost immediately she felt him growing hard under her as she straddled his lap and they began to tear each others clothes off before they lay on the seat and had sex on the seats of his limo for the first time. Somehow taking each other like that in a car felt like a first time, though for Blair being with Chuck in so many different ways there was always a first time in anything.
They tried several different positions he suggested, from laying on the seat with him on top, to him laying on the seat with her on top, to her straddling him as if they were in a carriage, first looking over his should facing him, then sitting on his lap facing forward...both sitting on the seat, then kneeling on the floor leaning against the seat. Changing positions so much while Chuck tried to last as long as he could certainly made things interesting...if not exhausting for both. Eventually they arrived at Blair's apartment building, where reluctant to spend the night alone, Blair sneaked Chuck upstairs to her room, where they stripped down and fell asleep beside each other.
The next day, Blair was a bit embarrassed about the events from the night before, especially what had happened at the party involving Serena and Dan...and then the part where she'd remembered doing a drunken strip tease at Chuck's club, Victrola. Did she regret the rounds of sex she'd had with Chuck in the limo? Not a chance...unless being a little sore in the vajayjay counted as a regret. "Perhaps there was a regret in Chuck being the size he is?" Blair briefly pondered...then thought back on that and remembered. "Nah!"
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A few more weeks passed and soon it was already December, just before their last week before they were released from school for Christmas vacation. There had been some drama at school involving some students who had been pissed off at a teacher and started an online slam book community which included photoshopped photographs of various teachers and students who they targeted the most. Getting Gossip Girl involved was quite the catalyst for really getting it to blow up in the extreme so it was a lot of damage control that was needed, so that an outsider was recruited to help.
In the meantime, thus the outsider, a woman named Nan, who Nate claimed was once his nanny, was also asked to help encourage some of the students with potential issues to participate in the Christmas show Ms. Hall had mentioned several weeks earlier. Thus it was Nan who encouraged some of the group to choose something for the recitation, so as students like Serena and Nate decided to recite the lyrics to a song, Dan chose to recite an angsty poem he wrote about Brooklyn, Chuck and Blair chose to recite the exchange between King Henry and Katherine from Act 5 of the Shakespeare's 'Henry V.'
In the weeks since Blair had danced at Victrola and unofficially became Chuck's girlfriend again, she'd less than secretly embraced a wilder side of life, going out to parties and hanging out with Chuck at his club, where she'd let her hair down again and again. Now dancing on tables or sitting perched on Chuck's knee and sharing a cigarette or two, while wearing a sequined designer mini dress that showed off a lot of leg wasn't an uncommon occurrence for Blair Waldorf anymore...and frankly she didn't care what some people thought. Chuck told her she had great legs, so why not show them off? Even if they weren't as long or as toned as Serena's were. Oh well.
Hanging with Chuck though meant hanging with a slightly rougher crowd sometimes too, which also meant more drugs to play around with, but being the children of who they were, it wasn't uncommon for little issues such as that to be kept from the press or the general public. Still, officially Blair and even Chuck tried to maintain an aura of public respectability even though their friends knew otherwise and were somewhat concerned for them...Despite the fact everyone on the Upper East Side of New York had their own poison of choice to self medicate, whether it be caffeine, nicotine, alcohol, antidepressants or other prescriptions, marijuana, cocaine, or a combination of all. Thus no one was immune to someone's potential criticism in someway.
The night of the show, most of them were gathered at the hotel to prepare. Nate was hanging out in another part of the hotel, as Chuck drew Blair into an empty ballroom to make out. Blair was sitting on Chuck's lap as he sat on a chair, straddling and feeling him grow hard under her as they made out.
"Mm...Chuck I want..." Blair mumbled as she chewed his ear.
"What do you want? Tell me..." he seductively growled.
"I want...you..." she whispered.
"What do you want me for? What do you want me to do?" he growled.
"I want...to...I want you to...fuck me hard...Fuck me Chuck..." she whispered a sensuous, yet frustrated giggle as she reached down between them and squeezed him through his pants.
"Mm...I love it when you talk dirty to me, Blair..." he seductively growled.
"Then get to it you ass..." she growled.
"You have me now..." he laughed as he felt her tug at his slacks until they were upon, he was out and into her in a matter of moments.
They'd practically just started, when suddenly Nan and a little boy interrupted them, as she told them that they had thirty minutes until they had to go in front of everyone. Reluctantly the young couple disengaged from each other and then mournfully criticized Nan's actions.
"Urgh! Things were just getting good, when that bitch had to interrupt us! Oh I'm so stressed and I needed relief...argh! She's gonna have to pay sometime! Gah!" Blair dramatically huffed.
"Yeah I know! I feel like I could explode!" Chuck groaned as he reached down to try to stuff his business back in his pants, despite still being turned on.
"Aw hun I know what you mean! I could give you some relief if you want it...I don't mind..." she mused seductively as she slid onto the floor at his knees.
"D'ya think ya could?" he hissed as she started with a handjob.
"Oh of course. I'll be nice a quick since we don't have much time." she mused as she went to work.
As Chuck leaned back to relax to Blair's ministrations to him, he felt a small bag in his pocket which he withdrew and examined a bit until he asked "Waldorf...do you have your mirror?"
Glancing up, Blair released him from her mouth with a soft pop, and admitted "Yeah I'll get my compact." as she withdrew her compact mirror from her clutch and handed it to Chuck, but then demanded "But you have to give me a hit too."
"Are you sure?" he asked surprisingly, since she didn't always try every drug he used.
"Yeah maybe it'll take the edge off my mood...and only make this even better." she mused as she glanced toward his bare manhood.
"All right just a little." Chuck said as he made a line on the mirror, first for himself, which he snorted, then one for her, passing her the C note in the process.
Blair took the rolled up money and put it to her nose, hoping that not too much of his snot had been left on the one hundred dollar bill after his line, and snorted the line he'd given her. Chuck then went back to doing another line as Blair waited for the cocaine to kick in before she leaned down to further felicitate Chuck. He had just done his third line, letting the drug buzz really kick in, when Chuck suddenly felt Blair go slack and crumple in a heap on the floor and began to convulse.
"Blair! Blair! Come on Waldorf, WAKE UP! OH SHIT!" Chuck swore as he tried to shake her tiny frame to no avail, swearing in the process. He even tried to kiss her awake like an ill begotten prince charming to his sleeping beauty, and considering Blair's love of fairytales, he thought "Why not?" but unfortunately fairytale endings don't happen in the real world, so of course it didn't work.
It was right then that an equally inebriated Nate stumbled into the room as a panic stricken Chuck tried to tell him to get help for Blair, so not knowing what else to do Nate stumbled out of the ballroom and found Nan and Ms. Hall who immediately ran into the room. The adults immediately asked what had happened to assess the situation.
"What happened? Does she have epilepsy or another reason why she'd be convulsing?"
"No! I don't know what happened. We just did some stuff...and she just collapsed like that! Help her PLEASE!" Chuck bellowed, nervously angry.
"Doing stuff? Only you Chuck Bass, would accidentally fuck someone to death." Nate commented flippantly.
Angrily Chuck scowled at him. "It wasn't the sex, Nathaniel. I was using...and she wanted some..."
"Was it cocaine? If so, we have to make sure her airways are clear or she'll smother." Isabelle Hall said as she knelt down to tilt Blair's head back and administer a CPR check.
"How do you know that?" Nan asked.
"Because my brother died two years ago of a cocaine overdose...so yeah I know." Isabelle admitted. "Does she take anything else?"
"I don't know? She takes a few prescriptions for her eating disorder and Zoloft, or so she told me. Just get her help, please! I'll pay you." Chuck admitted as he became more agitated by the moment.
"Blair has an eating disorder and takes Zoloft?" Nate asked, sincerely surprised and confused.
"Yes, Nathaniel. There's so much about Blair you never knew. God! Get a doctor NOW!" Chuck bellowed, sweating now from nerves and his high.
"The paramedics should be here any moment, so help is on the way for your girlfriend, Chuck Bass." Nan tried to reassure him.
"But she's not my girlfriend...My father can't know...her father can't know I...Oh God!" Chuck Bass yelled as he reacted in full panic mode.
Suddenly out of pure desperation over what he thought he'd done to Blair, Chuck pulled the Ziploc bag from his pocket, ripped it open, and ingested the contents of the bag into his mouth like so much powdered candy, collapsing on the red linoleum floor right beside Blair's unconscious, convulsing body, as the ER squad and the paramedics entered the ballroom.
It was then when Chuck heard someone say, "Leave it to Chuck and Blair to reenact the death scene from 'Romeo and Juliet' for tonight's performance! Talk about stealing the show!" just before he lost consciousness and completely blacked out.